Sometimes mere conversations can lead to such profound insights that the after effect continues to linger on, even much after. And one such talk I had with a dear friend, The IdeaSmithy, this very morning.
It all started with my telling her about the family dinner I had last night at a fancy joint in the city – among the who’s and who of the town there was this another very familiar face among the crowd. Familiar, not in sense I knew the concerned individual personally but someone I had read a lot about in our daily tabloids. Besides belonging to an (once upon a time) influential business family, add to this on-n-off family feuds – Ajay Mafatlal also managed to grab the headlines for something rarely heard off in our society, a sex change operation.
For those who aren’t aware; Ajay was born as Aparna Mafatlal and in November 2003 underwent a Sex Reassignment Surgery (SRS). He was later on quoted saying,
I haven’t changed my sex for the property. I had the mannerisms of a boy since I was six years old and underwent the change for personal reasons.
[To know more, check out Ajay’s TOI interview].
Basically in our chat, I was in a way confessing to her of my own hypocrite mentality (or so I felt at the dinner table) – meaning here I am writing multiple posts, informing and thereby asking readers to open their minds when it comes to the Indian Queer Community but in reality shying away from the very thing I have been preaching.
Seriously. I can’t even remember the number of times I must have gawked at the poor soul, sometimes with curiosity and at times with amusement, as if I was not looking at a human being but a science experiment. The look on other faces was no different and I guess this is what made my guilt pinch me further to the bone, the fact that I was just one of them.
Idea on the other hand was her sweetest self and her constant assurance that “curiousity is natural” did help a bit but somehow even now I am not able to shrug the guilty feeling off.
Crossing over the fence – I can’t even begin to imagine how difficult it must be for someone like Ajay to lead a normal life, be a regular guy, without the blunt stares, finger pointing, behind-the-back talks and constant ridicule. Really, just think about it. I believe only the ones with some serious will power and balls of steel (no pun intended) can lead a life filled with never-ending struggles, keeping the reserved Indian attitude in context.
Further into our talk, the topic of – Homosexual men having a slight edge over Homosexual females (in India) – also cropped up, a thought that has been with me for a while now. And something my friend, IdeaSmithy also seems to agree with.
Now don’t jump to conclusions here, will talk more on this in the next post.







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