Gaysi: The Gay Desi - Yes, we're legal!

Once upon a time there lived a King and his Queen. In a mystical place called Swades, also called Hindustan, depending on which actor you fancy (Shahrukh Khan or Hrthik Roshan).

Now it’s an inconsequential matter that the King and Queen were both males. Yes, you read it right – the King and Queen both belonged to the same gender – but the ill-informed people of Hindustan conveniently ignored this (as mentioned, inconsequential) detail.

You see in Hindustan, Homosexuality had only recently stepped out in the open after years of outofclosetphobia. To stand up against Hindustan’s fanaticism towards hetro-norms, believe you me, wasn’t as easy as Salman Khan stripping off his shirt.

They (the King and his King and their band of  loyal supporters)  did succeed to a large extent in making their presence felt. What they did not anticipate however was the power of Hindustani people and their hetro-focused viewing lenses.

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The atmosphere in the march was electric, and resembled nothing short of a carnival. In the midst of startling colours, drummers drummed out the sort of rhythm that one couldn’t help but jerk one’s head to. Hijras danced bhangra and further, up ahead in the contingent, a student battalion from TISS belted out Bollywood numbers like Aaj kal tere mere pyaar ke charche har zubaan par and Tadap tadap ke iss dil, amidst much fanfare. Difference sparkled and shimmered like a defined entity, and in the space of the two-and-a-half hours that the march lasted, over SV Road down to Girgaum Chowpatty, contingents of the various groups representing Mumbai’s sexual minorities matching step and rhythm, celebrated it with zest. [.....]

Better than the real thing. So she makes it sound. A well written piece and therefore a must read for all.