Don't!

How often has one heard that word? But here's a thought - if one were to rephrase the question, How often has one heard that word, in India? Bring out the roller coaster for the statistics to ride on now. I am aware that what I'm stating is blatantly obvious; its just that it hasn't bothered me so much until now and suddenly, censorship is sawing the crap out of me.

Let's begin with my first love, (Sorry Shim) Movies. Unfortunately for me, I've acclimatized a section of my brain to get its gore fix. I lean towards the dark side in Cinema and like a friend describes - my keywords aka criteria for 'Good Cinema' must comprise of the words, Disturbing, Nudity, Disturbing Nudity, Brutal Non-Stop Violence and Gratuitous Gore. Yeah, not your ideal date movie.

Now the fun part of the entire endeavor is that R rated films rarely release in India. It's bad enough that a bunch of morons are levying cuts galore (in the nation that prides itself upon free speech), the film is re-rated in India. WTF! I mean 3 post menopausal women and 4 pervy sadists play moral police to chors like me and say 'Don't, Don't Don't.' I can still hear their saidtic laughter as they jerk off to the uncensored footage.

But thats not all. The 'adults' want to play Invasion of the Body Snatchers with us and will follow us right into our homes and our heads. DVD's are re-re-censored on Indian soil, so that our rich, cultural heritage of adultery, child marriage, sati and dowry aren't tarnished. After all, its the nations dignity at stake. And yes, an A certificate means no nudity and no violence. Just obviously bad cuts that jerk the video as it skips frames. After all, the connoisseurs of good cinema have enhanced a story-tellers vision. Who needs the chainsaw in 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.' Front pagers in India like roasting their wives in tandoors. Americans - they have no imagination.

And in a rejoinder to the first love theory, lets scoot over to my other love and my passionate proclamations of love. Oh Wait!

This is a nation where decisions are made in advance by those in the know. The weak are oppressed with the wow of money and power. An authoritarian state, us, Nah! We are a peace-loving democracy. So what if we enjoy a little cultural S&M for kinks. We learn Community Living to love (and rape in some editions I probably missed) thy neighbour. In school, we actually attend Moral Science classes that preach and poach simplistic values of good vs. evil. Balderdash! I distinctly remember asking on one occasion, what I thought was a relevant question, about the existence of God. I was caned.

...Didn't moved mountains for my faith, I must admit.

But I shall have my revenge towards those that stand in my way. I will not hesitate to stab the enemy in the back. I will ensure the shrapnel dangles from his eyelids. I will prevail. I question, I ask and am not afraid to go into battle. After all, building bombs and exhuming hatred against all things unjust (and white) is ensconced onto my Islamic DNA. Isn't it? Don't u dare say don't.

Don't!