Unfair, if you ain’t fair
These days, I secretly wish I were an expatriate, a white-skinned one. This city pampers them and with every passing day, I discover a new perk the expats enjoy, writes Jaydeep Ghosh.Updated: Sep 15, 2008, 17:19 IST
These days, I secretly wish I were an expatriate, a white-skinned one. This city pampers them and with every passing day, I discover a new perk the expats enjoy. Recently, my colleague wrote about discriminatory policies adopted by clubs and lounges bar and she pointed out that if you are a single Indian guy, you wouldn’t get entry into most clubs and lounges bar. The poker-faced manager will utter, “Sorry, stags not allowed.” This policy is conveniently scrapped for a single firang guy. Here, I stress upon white-skinned because expatriates who are dark-skinned don’t enjoy the perks that these firang get.
Bring up this topic of colour discrimination and you will hear explanations like, “Dude, it’s all about the slave mentality. Don’t forget that the goras ruled this country for almost two centuries.” Very true, but I don’t find the reasoning satisfactory. If the goras ruled us, why do we put them on a pedestal?
There are some renowned people in this city who are known for their clout in the expat fraternity. You will always find them in their company. A restaurateur for instance, whom you will always find in the company of expats. The word goes around that he even hosts newly befriended firangs in his house.
Then there are sundry event promoters who are climbing the city’s social ladder just because they have firang friends. Parties that were out-of-bounds for them are now extending VIP access to them. No doubt, the passport to such parties is courtesy the firang beauties they bring along. A bigshot with a penchant for hosting pool parties has been entertaining some insignificant people just because they come along with blonde beauties.
Oh, that reminds me of the Capital’s latest pastime — pool parties. There is a pool party happening every week at some big house or a farmhouse. The invitees are predominantly firang and the ratio of men and women is skewed favourably towards women. Every Sunday, when I log on to Facebook, I see photographs of these pool parties and, to be honest, the images are rather titillating.
There are firang babes in all shapes and sizes frolicking in fancy bikinis in the pool. You will also see pot-bellied Indian men having a gala time. It’s rare that you will see a desi girl at these parties. Even if you see some, you will see them dipping in the pool fully clothed in tees and shorts. You know how timid desi girls are when it comes to stepping out in a bikini.
I attended a few of these pool-parties and, being a scribe, couldn’t resist checking out the hosts and their motive behind throwing a party for complete strangers. Most of the hosts are rich bachelors who tie up with guys flaunting firang crowd they are willing to spend on booze, bites and a DJ for a pool party, so that they can have some fun with firang babes. I guess, Delhi guys with a high level of testosterone are rather desperate to see women in bikinis and these pool parties are just the perfect excuse to satiate that desperate desire.
And then there is this deep-seated misconception among desi guys that firang babes are easy and one might just get lucky. You know what I mean? So don’t be surprised to see this pool-party craze carrying through even in winter months. Our Delhi guys spurred by their libido might even warm up the water to see babes frolicking in a bikini in the pool even on New Year’s eve.