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MYSELF MONA AHMED
By Dayanita Singh
Scalo
Price: 1,250
Pages: 158. |
Most Happy
families," says Tolstoy in Anna Karenina, "are alike. But each
unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." Also, most happily gay
and in-your-face accounts of human exotica hide within their rainbow aura
deep anguish and unending conflicts. This queer book carries between its
handy pages a thousand mutinies of sexual proclivities and predilections.
In a bunch of candid e-mails, Mona, a hijra (eunuch) reveals her unique
story. The labyrinthine text in pidgin English (cute? irritating?) is
complemented by Dayanita Singh's evocative pictures shot over 13 years.
Together they document the life of Ahmed, a boy from Delhi's conservative
Muslim area of Turkman Gate who chose to get himself castrated and join
a band of hijras. But they also reveal the private pain and pleasures
that each of these flamboyant social anarchists live through.
In an environment where transgender issues are looked at with eyes wide
shut, this first-ever first person account of an Indian hijra's life is
not a comfortable read for the straight and square. Whereas traditionally
Indian society celebrated this sexual diversity, even seeking their blessings
at marriages and child birth as symbols of fertility, the present day
vestiges of a colonial mindset would rather wish it away.
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| CLOSE FAMILY:
In her animal farm Mona has a dog, rabbits, ducks |
Nevertheless, there is also much intellectual naivete here: Mona makes
a case for the third gender-neither man nor woman but both. Throughout
the book the pronouns he and she are interchangeably used and Mona does
not utter the western word transvestite ever. This is not out of ignorance.
She says she has been to Bangkok and seen the Thai she-boys; a plastic
surgeon even offered to perform a sex change operation on her. Mona aspires
to both womanliness and motherhood. She finds fulfilment in her adopted
daughter Ayesha, who, sadly, was taken away from her when she (Mona) turned
depressive and an alcoholic. Now separated from her hijra family, Mona
lives surrounded by a flock of ducks, a dog and rabbits in a dream house
she is building in the midst of a graveyard. In her courtyard she wants
to build a swimming pool for young Muslim girls to learn swimming one
day. Hope marries ambition and mocks at the staid comme ils faut. Do partake
of this delicious deviancy.

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