Pramod Muthalik can rest easy. He and his ilk will never be short of work. Even as they missed their 15 minutes of fame on Valentine’s Day, a discotheque manager at a mall in Ghaziabad, near Delhi, stopped a colonel and his wife from entering. Was it because the colonel was carrying a firearm? No. Was it because his wife was being pointlessly difficult about strangers staring at her? No. The couple was denied entry because the lady was in a sari.
Before you tighten your pallu and land up straight at the aforementioned disco, hear out the manager’s defence. It’s difficult for a woman, quoth he, to dance wearing a sari. A micro-mini or a backless choli would have been, according to the strange manager, less attention-seeking. And just to ensure that he’s only strict about club rules being rules, the manager insisted that men in kurta, pyjamas and jootis are also barred. Yes, Ghaziabad is in India.
This was not the first time that such an incident has happened. (Remember gypsy queen Livleen Sharma being told that she was too ‘flamboyant’ for a nightclub?) But women not being able to dance while wearing a sari? If the likes of Madhuri and Aishwarya can, so can we, wearing our finest disco silk. And if there are still doubts, watch our mausis and chachis do their jhatkas during a wedding procession. In fact, those thigh-hugging jeans and corset-looking dresses look downright constricting and wannabe now.