the jenagir jani film ‘make ups’ yesterday in college. nine minutes of loneliness and longing for escape. carefully made, zeenat aman as parveen babi, preeti jain as herself mythified and a gay typist looking for love/lust at churchgate station. "masks and make ups to find our own utopias"
and in the evening amit, the consummate metrosexual, got himself a new look for his american adventure – his ear was pierced; he considered a tattoo at al’s in bandra where a many holed boy enthusiastically showed us around. the new look also consisted of a brand new blonde mane. while he went through the complex process of hair therapies i got myself a pedicure – for the first time. a strange woman touching my feet and i was embarrassed to death in the beginning. it was not long before my foot was no longer my own. for both of us it dislodged itself from my body and we were looking at it fairly dispassionately as she scrubbed and massaged it. it must be the only way for either of us to deal with the situation.
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