Scribbler, scribe, traveller Chandrima Pal takes you through the sexual landscape of today
So my dear people of my favourite city in the world, who braved yet another catastrophe and reached home with your spirits intact. Did you rush into your lover’s arms and kiss against a furiously grey sky? Or did you, at any point, feel like making out in the muck water that rose up to your waist? Just like in the films?
I have often wondered how protagonists in Hollywood films and even at home, get turned on in the face of extreme situations. Remember Kangana Ranaut and Shahid Kapoor in the slush pool in the rain? Or some of our Hollywood stars, who have only sex on their minds, even as the world around them is collapsing? One pixel at a time?
How does it work really? At a time when every fibre of your being is concerned only about survival, what would you rather grab? The life vest under your seat, the ladder before you, or....?
In 2005, I waded though the Mumbai flood for 11 hours in the night from Mahim to Versova. I was home alone, because the husband had wisely stayed put in office. All I could think of, when I kept walking like a zombie on that apocalyptic night, gladly accepting help from strangers and giving some back whenever I could, was a dry floor and a clean bathroom. It was another 24 hours before the man could come home and trust me, we had far more important things to sort out than engage in a passionate embrace.
But everyone could not have got it wrong. Maybe I am cynical. Not a romantic. Have a fair bit of OCD. I am sure there are other real people out there – just like in the movies – who feel that the best way to affirm life, when aliens are invading your home, is by having a quickie. Or to celebrate the triumph of good over evil, go kiss.
Poets, lovers and fools will tell you that when you have just a few seconds to live, you better make it good. Grand. And what better way to go down than to make out?
Maybe, that is what the Civic Body was trying to do. Spread some love. Tell people that we are flooding your city so that you can go home and make babies. Isn’t that sweet?
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