Ahem, vagina blurbs !
This is my blog for today, hours before my birthday, so if you want to throw brickbats, please hold them for 24 hours in the name of decency.
I have been meaning to dispel a cloud of thoughts that's been meandering in my brain since a week after having experienced an interesting event.
Picture this : a staid audience of about a thousand anxious parents of school kids, enjoying a show where kids dance and sing and frolic. Just before intermission, the chief guest, a very housewifely chief guest, a theatre personality gets up to address the quiet audience.
She tells us about the dual faux pas committed by a friend who was incidentally a chief guest at some other similar function. She chirped two illtimed quotes :
Mark Twain : I do not want schooling to ruin my education!
Oscar Wilde : I never allowed my schooling to interefere with my education....
Whilst the audience titters lightheartedly she drops her own bomb without a warning :-
There was this play The Vagina Monologues, which when banned in Chennai forced the director to explain, they have no vaginas in Chennai, only assholes.
Only I tittered and about a thousand pairs of eyes glowered. I liked the humour, let the rest be damned to hell. The audience treated me like a leper, with looks that could kill.
The thundering silence that greeted the chirpy lady's immaculate humour can only be described as a glacial avalanche wherein ice, pure and mindless ice buries everything in sight.
My amusement petered off soon enough, and I was left wondering, how thin is the line separating one man's humour from another's affront.
Human life never ceases to amaze me. I bet you got something to say about this !