Keep that .... Salaam Namaste.

Yesterday ventured out to PVR for the late night show. Reached almost an hour early. Straight to Transit Subway. One six inch sub. A comfortable seat in the lounge opposite a flat screen showing Portuguese League Football highlights. Even though the match was boring, there were some amazing saves by both the goalkeepers. I then thot of writing a post abt goalkeepers. (It's the problem if you start getting 2 or 3 comments ;_), u start looking at the world as a subject for ur blog posts :_D) I thot of writing abt my all time favorite Argentinean Goikotchia who used to do wonders below the bar and also about Paraguay goalkeeper Jose Luis Chilavert. The flying English keeper David Seaman used to be a phenomenon, who practically used to fly to a horizontal position almost next and parallel to the top-bars. A discussion abt world cup goal keepers is never complete without a mention of the 'great' Colombian goalkeeper Rene Higuita. I thot of describing how the most unfortunate player during the regular match time turns out to be the luckiest during a penalty stroke and how he can control the stadium with his rhythmic hand movements, like a music conductor conducting his orchestra and the player who takes the penalty getting only the importance of the front row left most violinist. I even thought of a title 'Keep that GOAL'.

But I had to change my mind as I watched the movie after that. It was Salaam Namaste. The movie is not the best thing after DCH or anything. Just an ordinary flick with some good hearted comic scenes (not to mention the bad ones that are in plenty too). What prompted me to write this post was the underlying theme. Its about a live-in relationship (minus sex), (the consequential) pregnancy, and the related complications. I Should say Preeti has beautifully portrayed the agony of a youngster who is not willing to get married so early, want to live her life to the fullest, willing to try out this live-in stuff (on 2 conditions, 1. Saif cooks and 2. No sex), ends up having the inevitable, consumes, and then start asking the question "What the heck is happening in my life".

I think sex is just an entertainment source for most men. But for women, its something more than that, something attached, something emotional.... I am not making a generalization, but I know its not a major issue for a guy to switch partners on all 7 days of a week and still enjoy it everyday. But is it the same with gals? At least in our Indian context... Or is it only in the Indian context? Do remember that American girl in Inscrutable Americans looking for a virgin as her 100th partner.

Still remember the arguments we used to have in college and afterwards. -2 people having sex is just like a game of badminton-, -you both get some physical exercise, you both enjoy it, you both are tired after the whole thing-. So whats the big difference? Why do you want to attribute some emotional attachment|social conscience|moral rights issues to it? Cant you take it as just another physical activity that you do for your pleasure? Why do you want your dignity or the strength of your marriage to depend on something which is nothing but a basic instinct? Does your love for your spouse depend on her/his chastity? These and plenty more used to pop-up....

So what this movie Salaam Namaste depicts is the same story. A girl who wants to enjoy her life to the fullest, who does what she enjoys, and ultimately when she knows that a life is growing inside her, her world changes. The guy remains the same. He is not at all bothered and almost till the end he maintains his stand that they should go for an abortion. So even in this year oh five, whats it that makes the same thing, ie sex, appear differently to the sexes? What for a guy is Eleven Minutes of pleasure and nothing more, often comes with a piggyback of problems associated with it for the gal. Let me end it with a quote i will never forget for the rest of my life "There are certain things in life which can not be sorted out by saying a sorry or by agreeing to accept that sorry."