The moment if you read the Lipstick word, what comes to your mind is
Indian black comedy film – Lipstick Under My Burkha, written and directed by
Alankrita Shrivastava and produced by Jha. Though I could not witness this
movie but read its reviews as it turned out to be both a critical and
commercial hit at the box office but it won the prizes like Spirit of Asia
Prize and the Oxfam Award for best film on Gender Equality.
The story goes like that Rihana behind closed doors even as she sews
away burkhas that she herself has to hide behind. She is the one who has to ship lift through
her frustrated wishes in life.And the Leela
- a beautician on the verge of marriage, is unrepentant in giving play
to her sexual desires. Another character Shireen who does not have ownership
over her body and she is reduced to a mere object of lust by her Saudi returned
husband and she finds a purpose in life through her surreptitious vocation of
being a saleswoman. She can even tell the idea of preventive measures. It all happens in a building called Hawai
Manzil where they are building their own fancy castles in the air.
All this shows that the resistance of these women has to be enduring
and they are bound to remain determined and unwavering.
Another thought which comes to one’s mind in Lipstick is that it adds
to the beauty of women when used on the lips not of only red color but of a
dark color giving a different look and she becomes an eye-catching figure but
without Burkha.
But in such a state of affairs, the one problem I can envisage is the
reaction of men as none of them comes out with flying colors. Notwithstanding
of the natural instinct, they feel insecure, dominant, and sometimes jealous
who could not put their hands to fulfill their desires.
Frankly speaking, coming to the title of my this write-up, I cannot
forget the episode when I had gone to attend the party as a single – I don’t
recollection as to what was the reason behind not taking my spouse – the other
half, with me.
It happened so that there was too much rush at the party and one lady
in close relations met me there and we had hello, hello. When she met for the
second time in the party she slipped on the dancing floor leaving her signatures
in red on her lips on my cream color coat. At that moment, I did not notice but
when I came to the dining table, one of my friend in a very smiling satirical
tone pointed out – Lipstick on my coat.
I finished my dinner quickly and rushed back home looking for a dry
cleaning shop to remove it instantly. I
could not get it and reached home but left the coat inside the car. I was in a
very embarrassing situation on this episode. But when noticed, as to where is
my coat, I made an excuse of the dropping of a dining plate and left it for dry
cleaning at the shop.
The first thing I did in the morning was, picked up the car and left
the coat with the dry clean shop but the Lipstick under my Burkha – which is no
visible but has the ambition to fulfill the desire, still reminds me Lipstick
on my Coat.
Take care while attending the party. Over to you!
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