On The Rumours of The Death of Section 377

Let me start by telling you a few short stories from Delhi in recent years:

I was once in a room with four others.  Two men began to make out on the bed while a man and a woman and I sat on the floor talking.  The two men got in a squabble and one left, so I crawled into the bed.  The man and the woman on the floor then proceeded to make out.  They stopped- to ask the other guy in the bed for a condom.  He said to me, as they were in their throes of lovemaking, something like "We should just be friends...it's better that way..."  because, well, it was kind of hot and I assume he had to remind himself  :)

I was once in a room with two others.  One was my cousin and the other was my bhabi.  We watched a crossover film about trading spouses.  Mixed Doubles it's called.  After the film, my bhabi asked my cousin if in fact their best friends had asked them to do the same, with a twinkle in her eye. 

My cousin was mortified.  I was merely scandalised. 

Okay, I was a little mortified too :)

I was once in a room with one other.  She told me how her husband and she have an open marriage.  How they have a 'No tell' clause, because that is what works for them.  How they love each other.  Looked to me like it worked out all right.

I could go on, about hearing stories of barbers asking for advice from their customers and going on to seduce their bhabis, about a flight whose destination was changed at the airport and a fling to follow in a new city, about an attractive married woman coworker hitting on an attractive single male coworker.  But this clumsy thing is enough, for now, to tell you why, I have a working hypothesis that  there is a social trend in the parts of the upper classes of metropolitan India that I have seen and heard from.  It is a trend that we saw in other places at other times.  It is an opening - an acceptance - and not just of LGBT sex and relationships.  It has been called freedom or sexual liberation, and it is a precious, precious moment on which we have no claim for permanency, for which we have no guarantee of longevity.

So despite our doubts about the ongoing problems related to sex, gender, and sexuality in South Asia, about the limitedness of this court decision, about the murky future of sexuality in what we call India, can we just pause for one second and embrace the moment?  Say, "HURRAH!  WE WON!!!!"?

Because we did.  Or they did. Or whatever.


My sincerist wishes for a lifetime of happiness for you all and my fondest feelings towards all the queer people and allies of India and all the confused and questioning and krazy kids of all places and genders and sexualities who feel or felt a glimmer of hope because for this one day, we were the ones who may have won....

or in other words, Happy Pride :)

A brief argument for a brief celebration of the legalisation of sex by the Delhi High Court

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