Subho Bijoya and Happy Dussehra to everybody.
I have often lamented the passing of the old-world charm that characterized Durga Pujos in favor of commercialization and “novelty”. Well it is indeed heartening to see that there are some folk in Delhi who have held on to the traditional Durga Pujo in a way that is truly endearing.
And how have they done that? By having a man in drag belt out hot moves to the tunes of songs that capture the simple religiosity of the Pujos, including that old favorite Durga-vandana song— “Suga Mama” (hattip: Thalassa)
The last time I felt this great was when while coming back from tuitions, I saw a gang of local “boys club” members dancing on the streets in celebration of Netaji’s birthday (January 23), in front of a garlanded picture of Subhash Bose, to the tune of ” Oh lal Dupatte waali tera naam to bata, Oh kaale kurte waali tera naam to bata”.(What warmed my heart was how, poetically and subtly, the communists and fascists with whom Netaji interacted with, are referred to as “Lal Dupaate-waali” [Red Army] and “Kaale Kurte-waali” [Black Shirts])