The One Man Roadshow: Ranveer Singh

Hello! Enters The Universe Of The Man-Of-The moment, Who Bends Fashion Rules, Has 16 Red-Hot Endorsements, Embraces Every Genre Of Sexuality And Is Set To Appear For The First Time, In A Period Drama As A Conniving And Ruthless Sultan… Need We Say More?

- Sangeeta Wadhwani

If it’s Ranveer on set, it’s also boombox time. Music is his elixir, it powers his every gesture and dictates his mood. Take away his 600 pairs of Adidas shoes, two apartments, Otter’s Club history and maybe even the Aston Martin he gifted himself on July 6 for his birthday – and he would survive. But the boombox? It will go to the ends of the earth and heaven with him, because it is his world.

On set, Ranveer is brilliantly meterosexual. His body falls into a natural V shape and he positively exhibits a flair for becoming imagery. Tirelessly. Infinitely. At one point, he suspends himself horizontally mid-air, using only a barstool for support. Fred Astair would have been proud. Other times, he sportingly plays around with glares, distorted body angles, geek chic eye glasses. We ‘experience’ Ranveer Singh as a visualiser, mime artist, clothes-horse. To think, we haven’t even paid any tickets to watch this outré fashion performance. Quelle dommage!

As the beats charge the space up, Ranveer ‘owns’ each look; with his lean frame, washboard abs, fiery black hair; he winks and fakes a tear wipe when someone comments on his werewolf beard’s demise. We laugh. What’s left of that Alauddin

Khilji morass – the character he currently plays in the film Padmavati – is a lumber-sexual trim. In a way, this is symbolic. Ranveer has learned to ‘switch off.’