14
Mar
Ok…the title is purely for shock value. The dream itself was very very surreal and a long long time ago. When I was in Bangalore for a year after Class XII (A levels). I wrote this down in my diary at that time.
I’m in front of a brothel. A short thin guy looks at me from behind a counter. I give him 10 Rs. As an explanation for my presence at such an unholy place I say, “It’s my birthday”. Twice. Another short looking guy opens the door. There’re stairs leading upstairs. I enter.
As I climb up, it seems that the place resembles a govt. school. But its not dark or seedy. Its very airy and sunlit. The walls have a bluish tint.
I come to the first floor. There are many people here. Men waiting in a long queue, tall semi-good looking whores roaming about. I go to a counter where these whores are and ask the lady behind,”How much?”. “45-50 Rs.”, she says. A little bit of reality creeps in at this point & I realize that 45 Rs. is chump change for a brothel. I look into my wallet. Only 10 Rs.
Somebody calls from behind, “10 Rs.!”.
Suddenly I’m ascending a few more steps. Throngs and throngs of men climbing. The scene reminds me of a public exam. KCET perhaps. I climb & go up to a railing and look out.
Its beautiful. Chinese architecture. Red,yellow,blue,green roofs. I looks almost like a monastery & I presume its a part of the brothel.
More people gather near the railing and are as awestruck as me. I turn around and keep going.
Comments
Leave a Reply