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I rewatched the 10 episodes long drama Kakafukaka and wanted to reflect on it. 

Sometimes I watch dramas to fill a void of romance that I don’t seem to have in my life at the present moment. To be swooned over by a fictional character and obsessed over him for the show, only to stalk him and realize these people originate from the womb of a pen.

I fully admit it. Sometimes I'm either shouting at the frustrating leads on not picking hints or making happy shrieking noises when the pixels kiss on my tiny laptop screen.

Regardless of which, I had stopped watching dramas like Meteor Garden because of a boring lengthy plot. Even though my honour wouldn’t permit me to say anything bad about the Boys Before Flower sequence, I found Meteor Garden disappointedly mediocre. The storyline just kept beating the bush. The female lead accepts him, then pull away, then gets close. It was all repetitive and annoying. Similarly, many other dramas have similar predictable plots. The beautiful enthusiastic female lead and the rich men who woo her. Though I like Vincenzo or W: Two Worlds which have a similar setting but it’s escorted by an interesting plot and storyline. 

In addition, some are just too centric around an elongated romance with ridiculous situations. Like: no way a boss of a billion-dollar company would upgrade his intern to his secretary in a few days (Oh My Boss). Even though I could list in bundles why I don’t fancy these absurd dramas, I am sinfully drawn to them. 

Then I embarked on a voyage of Japanese Drama. I wasn’t expecting that and I am indeed flabbergasted. 



Coffee and Vanilla. The guy meets the girl, confesses his feelings, gets intimate, have sex on the very first 25 mins long episode. Then the next 9 episodes follow. Hollywood is a mere joke. I had a literal cultural shock as I was only acquainted with the lovely slow romance of Korean Drama. In the world of over-possession, these men acknowledging a need to be loved and make love was out of the blue. I then fell in love with Japanese Drama. 

                                                            

The Black Devil and White Prince. Guy labels the girl his slave. This native girl just complies with him and does everything he orders. This is indeed a Wattpad story yet so intimidating and a movie yes. Later the girl falls in love with the Black Devil. What a shocker! Was not at all expecting that. 

                                        

Now here comes Kakafukaka. The reviews I read of this story have ample criticism packed in it where it talks about the mentally unstable four characters displayed. Regardless of which, I just thought these people were okay. Eerie and complicated but they were just normal people like you and me spiced with some kinks here and there. 

Kakafukaka is a weird story in itself. A girl gets 3 other housemates out of which one is her first boyfriend. Both the characters meet after graduation and are a failure in themselves. The girl can’t land a decent job, gets cheated on by a boyfriend of 4 years, is overly insecure and just timid and painfully self-effacing. The guy even though has published three great super hit novels, can’t seem to write the fourth book; it's sequence because he can’t get a boner. 

Personally, I think feeling is very important. I cry when I get overwhelmed and laugh when I overcome them. I get happy when I dance and sad when the shy guy doesn’t return my gaze.  These experiences make me alive and feel things. In the story, the characters not being able to feel anything is both the characters' biggest defect. I could not survive without these experiences, especially sexual ones. They make us who we are. Not just superlative brainy humans but simply animals who enjoy the simplest things in life like a touch, a glance or each other's company. 

All the characters believe they’ll never fall in love and just accept it. But the spirit of love blossoms in unexpected places like moss. The leads fall for each other after realizing both rejuvenate each other.

The biggest acceptance in J-drama is the realization of the need to involve in sexual activity. Do you really not know about Japan’s love motels? Or their cuddling stations? In a nutshell, their comparatively broader acceptance of sexual activity and sexual desires. Though I don’t necessarily like the timid clueless female leads portrayed most of the time, this different drama genre is worth exploring. 

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