Page 3 Delhi – Pssss of the Town
All the news that’s not fit to print.
[Text and picture by Mayank Austen Soofi]
Remembrance, Delhi style
Actor Heath Ledger, 28, who made homosexual love in Ang Lee’s Brokeback Mountain died in the Manhattan neighborhood of SoHo. The grief was felt thousands of miles away in South Delhi’s posh Defense Colony. The Delhi Walla overheard the following conversations between two English-speaking girls, in their late 20s, who dislike Mr. Narendra Modi, admire Mrs. Sonia Gandhi and have never read Arundhati Roy.
1st girl: I’m so upset. I still can’t believe he is dead.
2nd girl: I got to know about it yesterday.
1st: But my boyfriend did not care.
1st: Yeah. He said, “oh, that gay guy! Why cry for him?”
2nd: That’s soooo rude. And Heath was not gay.
1st: Yeah. But Brokeback was such a good film. I liked it very much.
2nd: It was good but a little dull.
1st: You think so? I mean I can’t stand two guys making out to each other…
2nd: Me too. It’s disgusting.
1st: But the scenes were handled very artistically. You were not repulsed. It was done with senstivity. You did not see anything awful.
2nd: That is true. But Heath Ledger was so young. It’s so sad.
The Good Samaritarian
An American friend recently shifted to New Delhi from New York City. He resides in an expensive apartment in Vasant Vihar, wears kurta pajama in evenings, listens to Virginia Woolf’s To the Lighthouse in his iPod, and drives Royal Enfield.
The other day the friend was hit by a speeding Honda City in Rao Tula Ram Marg. He fell down. The bike was over him. There were injuries and blood. Though in intense pain, the friend could see the lady, who was driving the car, getting out from the wheel. He was prepared to accept apologies and assistance. But the lady looked for bumps on her Honda City. There was none. She went back and drove on.
You may prefer to read the earlier Pssss of the Town.