Grey-haired, white-sari clad and with pools of glycerine-induced tears in her eyes, she is the average Bollywood maa (cue sad violin music). More often than not, she is widowed, but does a fantastic job of raising the hero on a humble diet of dry roti and veggies. Her life revolves around her children, and they in turn, seem to adore her (does anyone remember the scene in “Karan Arjun” where the two heroes run across an entire village in a race to touch their mother’s feet?).
And when the local bad-guy needs to teach the hero a lesson, the maa is the first person on their “to-kidnap” list. More often than not, it is the hero’s job to save her from the villain in an epic fight sequence. If the hero fails to save his mother in this lifetime, he is re-incarnated to avenge his maa.
But God forbid, what if the hero becomes the villain? The mother refuses to acknowledge him as a product of her kok (uterus), (cue sad violin music).
In recent times, fashion has changed and one may often see a Bollywood mummy in a salwaar-kameez, or even (gasp!) in jeans and kurtis. But her self-sacrificing, loving, doting, and melodramatic nature remains, as does the overall misery of her life (cue sad violin music).