Alone in my city

I have this friend (the one with the good Google earth), he has this thing with solitude. He sometimes takes on a new city (or old) on his own. He often dines alone. Well he quite romanticises solitude. With him, from him, being alone sounds good and interesting. I tried this once, being alone. It is kind of difficult being alone cos I never have been alone. Uh! Never been single. And these last two years have been quite a learning experience. In being vulnerable and in being a little dispensable. And in learning to deal with it. I had always taken friendship for granted, as I have the most wonderful friends and they stand by me and seem to like me in spite of the fact that I can���t seem to keep secrets, am obsessed with honesty, and seem to be so self-involved. So all these years I showered my friends with affection, and got unconditional love in return. And now, my friends have all left the city and in the process of making new friends I realised 1) being completely unobtrusive while making acquaintance and firm or otherwise myself, still works. They get so used to you that even if you are being something they don���t like they can���t seem to leave you. 2) Show your true colours, so if they don���t like you, they can leave.

So anyway, I took the bus the other day, and got off at least 翻 kilometer from Walden. It was 6:30 or so in the evening and the evening traffic was making its way back home at a snail���s pace (ok so not that slow) and I was walking on the footpath in front of the chief minister���s residence ( cant call it house can I?) amidst a hoard of policemen on their walky-talkies. They looked at me as I passed and it was not in a lecherous sort of way, just curiosity and to a passive wish to see me through the crowd safely. I smiled to myself and continued to talk to myself (or sometimes to Oprah Winfery in my head) and these policemen smiled at me (not to me really), perhaps I was gesticulating wildly, and nodding to myself. And by the time I reached Walden (local book store) I was filled with this oneness with the city and for once I felt that I was just this pedestrian walking the footpath, or a customer at the book shop. I felt sexless and well, even invisible in a good way. And fell in love with Hyderabad once again.
thank you P

kalighat painting

see what i found!

Girls!!!!!

Girl Type 1She generally wears traditional clothes. She wears gold earrings, multiple gold earrings, a gold chain with a pendant featuring god. She will have long hair, which mom won���t let her cut. Mom won���t let remove body hair either except on the eye-brows. She will have this torrid affair, emotional, passionate but eventually futile, and get married without fuss to the guy her parents choose, who is either a doctor or an engineer and is settled in the U.S. She may have dry feet and cracked heels.

Girl Type 2Lies usually between the ages 16/17-20/21. They are found usually in pubs or clubs, especially in the afternoons, though they don���t really smoke or drink much. These girls are mostly skinny and wear the latest in fashion, backless when required, midriff revealing, when���..will have multiple piercing on the ear, and may be nose too. Young pimply youth on gaudy, noisy bikes are usually waiting outside malls, their Mecca, for these chics. Type 2 likes these boys and vice-versa


disclaimer: gross generalisation is taking place and is well realised by the writer, but she posted this anyway.

KAJOL!

Am sorry but this picture is like quintessntial kajol. I worship that woman.

long dusty corridors

On the windowsill of my memories,
The print of your fingers will remain.
And your touch, once wholly mine,
Will haunt me on cold lonely nights.

And now dark long dusty corridors
Of my memories,
Will have you seated on a wicker chair.
And its night still and I am touching your feet.
My fingers not daring to go further.


And it was cold then, and you pulled away


(this girl had once broken my heart, and i had pined for days and had written this poemlet. the corridor and the chair still remain but i dare not look that way for fear it will hurt my heart)

All During Diwali

I was talking to this girl, about six years younger than me. And she and I were both eyeing this other girl, about her age. And I asked my friend if she likes women and so easily she replied with a yes. My young friend just wants to experiment and it is nice that young people in India and Hyderabad nonetheless are able to put things this way without fearing judgment. Of course! It was only me and people are always coming out to me cos I seem to have no apparent morals. And about my sexuality, I have this ���ask, will tell��� policy and am constantly coming out, and what good does that do? As a liked, if not popular figure in some circles, it is good to be out thus in a way encouraging younger persons to talk to me about their feelings and abolishing shame attached to homosexuality. And showing that good friends will be so no matter what!

Mad Girl's Love Song

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"

By Sylvia Plath

A gift from mizfit.

being gay in india

Pretty boys, witty boys, You may sneer
At our disintegration.
Haughty boys, naughty boys,
Dear, dear, dear!
Swooning with affectation...
And as we are the reason
For the "Nineties" being gay,
We all wear a green carnation.

The gay rights in India are yet to be defined socially and officially, but in recent years there has been a rising demand in India seeking acceptance, tolerance and equality for lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgender people, and related causes. Homosexual relations are technically still a crime in India under an old British era statute dating from 1860 called Section 377 of the Indian Penal Code which criminalises 'carnal intercourse against the order of nature.' Since this is deliberately vague in the past it has been used against oral sex (heterosexual and homosexual), sodomy, bestiality, etc. The punishment ranges from ten years to lifelong prison.
Recent government and police spokespersons have said that there is a movement to read out consensual homosexual intercourse from coming under the purview of this act. A police spokesperson has said that this section is now only applied in cases involving rape, paedophilia and bestiality. Further, if applied for homosexual intercourse in theory it can not be applied against the passive, penetrated partner but only against the active, penetrating partner. However, the government has not made any official statements in this regard and continues to insist that homosexuality is illegal in India and against 'Indian culture', even if in practice it does not prosecute these cases. In spite of the recent changes in public opinion the law continues to be on the books. It is used as a way to threaten and blackmail homosexuals. It has been used in the past to harass people involved in condom distribution amongst homosexuals. It is also used by the police when registering complaints lodged by the parents of the parties involved. For instance, a lesbian couple that ran away together in Uttar Pradesh, India were arrested and handed back to their parents, in spite of both parties being of legal age by applying this section as the legal basis for their arrest.
There is a vibrant, if largely underground gay nightlife in cities such as Mumbai, Delhi, and Bangalore, including discos and nightclubs. The police used to harass homosexuals in the past but things have changed dramatically in the last six years. The situation in smaller cities like Hyderabad is more complicated, while there are no gay discos or parties, there are however cruising areas in all major cities.

Coming Soon!

Yippee! we are into november and will soon be watching 'Harry Potter and The Goblet of Fire'. Yippee.