I am not given to public displays of affection. But I’m also not a cheerleader for those who want to ban such a thing outright. We, the people, should have the right to our own private space within the public sphere. Short of letting an incredulous auntyji or a disbelieving striped-shirt trip on a show of immodesty, I vote for the wisdom that one person’s modesty could be another’s outrage. So, live and let relieve.
Self-appointed dhobis of the nation’s cultural fabric might have a thing or two to holler about that. Yes, they have the right to voice their concerns. But what right do these stain removers have of swooping down on lovers exchanging greeting cards on Valentine’s Day? How discreet and private can one get? Well, ours is not to reason why. Especially with this lot.
This season, the Shiv Sena has got oral support for their moral high ground from, of all people, Dukhtaran-e-Millat, a Kashmir-based women’s group. Thankfully, lovers in Jammu have the support of the National Panthers Party, that has vowed to ‘protect’ them from the moral police. But lovers in the Valley, we presume, will be left to their own wits and ends. Should they indulge in a spot of Gandhigiri and offer the other lip when slapped?
While you ponder the possibilities in this silly season of love, let’s watch some of the most memorable kissing scenes in cinema.