So Virat Kohli got married to Anushka Sharma. Virat Kohli is the captain of the Indian cricket team and Anushka Sharma is one of the many, many,pretty faces in the Hindi film industry. Just in case you were wondering. To be honest, I didn’t see the hype. People get married. People have kids. People have more kids. People also get divorced. People get lip injections. People get boob jobs. I don’t understand why everything has to be dragged in the news for so long. It’s okay to be in the news. No, it’s not okay to take up permanent residence in the damn papers. The event happened, now move on.
AND NOW THE INTERNET, THE PAPERS AND MY ONCE LOVELY POPXO APP IS FILLED WITH TALK OF SHIP NAMES. AND I CAN NOT FUCKING TAKE IT.
Seriously. As if pre wedding videos and photo shoots weren’t enough, now we’ve managed to come up with more cringeworthy stuff to make my dead grandma squirm. It’s not funny. It’s not. Whoever thought that Virushka would be a great ship name was right. To me it sounds like a ship, all right. Or a missile. Of Russian origin. Aimed straight for the heads of several grooms-to-be. I’ve seen girls publicly whine about wanting their guys to be more like Virat Kohli. Like, really?
Fiancées are going to be demanding ridiculously expensive designer clothing and ridiculously pointless wedding venues because Anushka wore Sabyasachi and got married in Tuscany. Jesus. Enough already.
I kid you not, I’ve seen a million questions on the hangout section of PopXo – all from girls so obsessed with Virushka – asking other girls suggestions for their own ship names. Who does that? What are we, five? I can’t. I can’t. While I do believe in love and everything. And yes I do believe in nice weddings, I don’t believe in getting ahead of ourselves. Just clarifying so y’all don’t think I’m a bitter old Mother Dead Goose.
Celebrity is as celebrity does, yes I know, but people gotta draw the line at some point. Sheesh.