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Theatre That Takes Care of Their Women Viewers – Saritha Savitha Sangeetha


If you’re a woman living in an Indian city, you know what I’m talking about when I refer to the general category of “creepy guys in public places”. It might be verbal lechery, an actual physical act of aggression or maybe it’s a guy stepping into your personal boundaries – something that makes you uncomfortable. Heck, sometimes just the way someone’s looking at you is enough to give you the creeps. It’s happened to all of us, and we’ve reacted to it – hit the guy with whatever you had in hand (an umbrella, in the case of one of my friends), we might have made a hue and cry about it – trying to gather a crowd, we might have even complained to the appropriate authorities. But more often than not, especially in a city like Kochi – no one takes a young woman complaining about a ‘creepy guy’ seriously. They’ll tell you to ‘try not to provoke this kind of behavior’, or (and I’ve heard this lot, when I was in college) ‘not dress that way’. One place where reaction to misbehavior always backfires, is of course the movie theatre – where you’re ‘disturbing’ the other movie-viewers when you tell off the creep in the next seat, and on complaining to the theatre management you’re met with a bland comment about how they’ll ‘take care of it after the movie’. For me, I can’t help but react to acts of disrespect to women (especially if that woman is ME); but I’m also extremely wary of ‘reacting’ in a movie theatre. This is why I was pleasantly surprised by the management in a theatre in Kochi recently.

My story goes like this. A few weeks back, I went to one of the city’s oldest, most popular movie theatres, to watch the latest mallu satire with my mom and a friend. So, it was just us, three women – and there was an empty seat next to me, which was soon occupied by your average ‘creepy dude’. While I was pretty conscious about my neighbor – I was relieved he wasn’t pulling any stunts. But that lasted only until the interval, soon after which ………well, lets just say, it became impossible for me to sit there and watch the movie. I ruled out the option of telling him off – it wouldn’t have worked. And being 20-something – I’m too old to be ‘telling mommy on him’. So, I told mum I was going to the washroom. I walked out of the hall, went straight to the manager and told him what the deal was. I asked him very politely if he’ll help me or not – and I was preparing myself for the ‘we’ll look into it after the show, madam’ speech – when, to my surprise, he called for the security guard, turned to me and said “Say no more, madam – we’ll take care of it. Just show the guard where this man is seated”. So, I did – and the creepy guy was immediately removed from the cinema hall. I would assume he was escorted out of the premises. And thus, I was able to enjoy the second half of the movie in peace.

While I’ve been impressed by the way almost all the movie theatres in Ernakulam have been revamped and given facelifts, this is the first time I’m encountering such a prompt and clean response to a woman’s complaint. I am deeply impressed. Here’s a big thumbs-up to the management at Saritha-Savitha-Sangeetha, for doing their part in making
Kochi’s theatres safer for women. Let’s hope the other movie houses in the city take notes from them –
if they’re not already doing their part!

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Feminine Forever- Cochin/Kochi


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Are you female and hitting the dreaded Four -Zero? Is sagging skin, wrinkles and graying hair giving you sleepless nights, which in turn is giving you more of wrinkles, sagging skin and graying hair?  Then ‘Feminine Forever’ is where you got to be. The club which is part of COGS (Cochin Obstetric and Gynecology Society) is exclusively for women above the age of 40 years.  It is an ideal platform for interaction through knowledge updates, seminars, talk shows, health check ups and yoga.

When you are pushing 40, it may look vain to  admit that beauty is still one of your  priorities. But we know that spotting your first gray hair cannot be any less traumatic than getting your heart broken for the first time. Though you have your mom’s loving cuddles, understanding girl pals who let you vent  endlessly  and shed copious  buckets of  tears,  and loads of  morale-lifting chocolate cakes  to get over your heartbreak,  you find yourself  dealing  with the  traumas of growing old alone. To begin with, your mom is old herself and probably you need to take care of her this time around. Your girl pals will be cuddling their own teenage daughters and helping them lick their wounds after their first breakup. And chocolate cakes will only add to your misery when you are battling diabetes.

Feminine forever helps you cope with this trauma of growing old, adds more quality to life and teaches you how to age gracefully. Botox might be in, but there is  no match for that natural glow and radiance which comes from leading a healthy lifestyle. And not to mention the effects of a persona which exudes confidence. Feminine Forever helps you attain exactly that. Doctors, cosmetologists, endocrinologists, gynecologists and yoga practitioners will give their two cents. And the best part is that you will get to meet other women who are going through a similar phase in life. There is absolutely nothing else that is as comforting as understanding girl pals. I’m sure all women will nod in agreement.

For further details on “Feminine Forever”, plz contact Dr Smithi @ 9446931631

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Insights from a Lady -kochi/cochin


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“The male species, be it the bees the birds or the boys have been created for the sole propose of pleasing a woman”. Wow I feel wonderful after stating one of my more optimistic views about my ideal world. yes yes you guessed right.. Am a female, who sighs at the appalling condition the male of our species has come down to (or were they always there? A matter I shall ponder, on a later date.)
No am not talking about the rare man (usually your father, or brother or even that gay best friend you might have) am talking about those you encounter on the buses, the streets, shops, the next door neighbor, that annoying colleague in the next cubicle, that watchman at your office .. oh.. You see them everywhere wearing smart pants (occasionally) or checked lungi and smoking a beedi. These men generally leer at you, pass a comment or break into a toneless song, when they sight a woman, given a chance the bolder ones might even try and grope you. This makes one wonder, what sadistic pleasure does a man receive from making a woman uncomfortable by inflicting his undesirable presence on her? Is this a misguided dating ritual that they follow, whistle at the passing girl, she just might fall for you. Well if it is, we are certainly not aware of it, and leering at a woman is not the way to her heart
What is sadder is that, even the young educated boys of this city seem to fall into the same category. A flashy car bought by the ultra rich father, top notch education at an international school and branded cloths does not make a man a gentleman. What happened to the idea of holding the door open for a girl? Let her walking in ahead of you than slam the door on her face? Stand up when a woman enters and leaves the room. In fact, small things like this might earn brownie points (like her number) with a woman than breaking into songs or even leering.
As old fashioned as this may sound, a woman likes to be treated with respect, yes we want equality we want to split the bills (some of them), but this certainly does not mean that we are fair game on the street and the bus. If not open the doors for us, at least let us be, let us walk down the roads without fear of being leered and ogled at, let us get on the buses at night without the fear of male taunts and groping hands. Keep those lustful thoughts to yourself and don’t regale us with them. Be the educated gentleman you want to be through actions and deeds. If not please us in every way, just let us be so that we may live in peace.

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Burn baby, Burn -Kochi/Cochin


20091202115454541The stares never pretty lil white maidenfail to fix and follow. With their mix of shock and unapologetic disbelief, they have taunted me for a good two years. Its all about a little getting used to, which in all its unfairness means you just got to pretend like they don’t exist. If you’re a smoker that is, and if you happened to belong to the fairer sex.
We’ve never had it easy. And with the waves of change hitting the kochi shores, we don’t want to settle in for anything less. Is it the baseless sexist approach that needs to change? Or is it the whole damsel in distress drama that seems so safe to play? In short, are the men in our society to blame or the women? I say both, because I know men who cant seem to let their nicotine cravings down but will not (nay-ver!) take a smoker for a wife and I know women for whom the presence of a cigarette plays a more pivotal role than any character.
But all hope is not lost! Though I have had to bear the brunt of ignorance led spite, I did manage to find a close knit group of friends for whom my smoking habits aren’t a source of concern. It’s the respect they have for my personal choice of a lifestyle, moreover it’s the respect they have for the privacy of a 20 something girl for whom smoking is as indulgent as say, shopping and eating out is. Of course they worry about my health, but they do know I’m sensible enough to realize what is best for me. As for me, it’s just another dog eared page in my imaginary book of life.
From the friendly Kochi police inspector who thought I was trying to be European (?), to the thunderbolt struck classmates who chose to write me off, to a mother who blames the sun for her daughter’s darkened lips, to shopkeepers who think they imagined my hurried “chetta, oru pack kings”, bartenders who lend me custom made match boxes convinced I‘m not a malayalee, friends who think kochi isn’t the place for me, friends who think kochi needs more women like me, kochi for whom my nicotinic sensibilities are twenty years too early, its been a rough ride albeit hilarious.
The prudent prejudice has to go, the patronizing star struck approach has to go. I wait for the day when I can let out a ring of smoke with as much abandon as the guy seated beside me can. Until then, I have no choice but to remain stuck in between stares; one that are flung to me like curses born out of a society’s stubborn mindset and the other, a welcoming single-eyed tobacco filled one born out of man’s need to escape and his right to indulge. And they both chorus out, burn baby, burn.
pretty lil white maiden
The stares never fail to fix and follow. With their mix of shock and unapologetic disbelief, they have taunted me for a good two years. Its all about a little getting used to, which in all its unfairness means you just got to pretend like they don’t exist. If you’re a smoker that is, and if you happened to belong to the fairer sex.
We’ve never had it easy. And with the waves of change hitting the kochi shores, we don’t want to settle in for anything less. Is it the baseless sexist approach that needs to change? Or is it the whole damsel in distress drama that seems so safe to play? In short, are the men in our society to blame or the women? I say both, because I know men who cant seem to let their nicotine cravings down but will not (nay-ver!) take a smoker for a wife and I know women for whom the presence of a cigarette plays a more pivotal role than any character.
But all hope is not lost! Though I have had to bear the brunt of the ignorance led spite, I did manage to find a close knit group of friends for whom my smoking habits aren’t a source of concern. It’s the respect they have for my personal choice of a lifestyle, moreover it’s the respect they have for the privacy of a 20 something girl for whom smoking is as indulgent as say, shopping and eating out is. Of course they worry about my health, but they do know I’m sensible enough to realize what is best for me. As for me, it’s just another dog eared page in my imaginary book of life.
From the friendly Kochi police inspector who thought I was trying to be European (?), to the thunderbolt struck classmates who chose to write me off, to a mother who blames the sun for her daughter’s darkened lips, to shopkeepers who think they imagined my hurried “chetta, oru pack kings”, bartenders who lend me custom made match boxes convinced I‘m not a malayalee, friends who think kochi isn’t the place for me, friends who think kochi needs more women like me, kochi for whom my nicotinic sensibilities are twenty years too early, its been a rough ride albeit hilarious.
The prudent prejudice has to go, the patronizing star struck approach has to go. I wait for the day when I can let out a ring of smoke with as much abandon as the guy seated beside me can. Until then, I have no choice but to remain stuck in between stares; one that are flung to me like curses born out of a society’s stubborn mindset and the other, a welcoming single-eyed tobacco filled one born out of man’s need to escape and his right to indulge. And they both chorus out, burn baby, burn.

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