Why we need Nepali Security guards in this fake Gujju Society?

Haneesh Katnawer
Aug 8, 2017 · 7 min read

“Ok See you, Alok”, I said and left the room no. 604 with Kaushal. It was on the sixth floor of a 10 storeyed building and the lift was on the 7th floor. We pressed the lift button and suddenly, I remembered the beehives I had noticed when the lift was not working and I had accidently climbed up to the 8th floor as I was lost in my phone reading an article.

It was an article about how psychedelic age is coming to India with a new wave of generation.

It was interesting but as I suddenly looked up, I was astonished by the beehives present in such locality where you never expect them to be. But it was one of the random events and I forgot about it and started reading the article again.

Thinking about it, I told Kaushal that there are beehives on the top roof that we can see from the stairs. So, we went there and looked at the beehives. They were beautiful. One of them was so big that it was covering the 1/5th of the roof.

All this happened in a fraction of 30 seconds that we went to stairs and looked at the beehives. We got into the lift and while reaching the ground floor, we were already talking about design aspects related to the beehives.

Kaushal is a Graphic Designer (https://www.instagram.com/kasjmierleela/) and I am a Writer (https://www.instagram.com/meleorist_katna/). So, most of the discussions that we have are based on creative boost about anything in our visibility or knowledge domain. And if you look at our profiles, you will know why.

We took out our two-wheeler and were about to move feeling happy about the day. And suddenly, security guard calls us.

He asked, “Where are you coming from?”

I said,” Room no 604.”

“Then, what were you doing on the 7th floor?”

We were taken aback by this sudden intrusion in our thoughts. We were talking about something important and it totally washed up everything.

“We did not go on the 7th floor. We went between the stairs of the 6th floor and 7th floor because we wanted to see the beehives while lift was coming down.”

“Acha!”, he said.

Now, I understand this tone. This tone of “Acha” meant that we were lying about it and we went to the seventh floor to do something else. We were still not able to connect with those thoughts but he continued.

“I am asking because the lift is coming down from the 7th floor.”

“Lift could be anywhere, Kaka. We called it to the 6th floor and then, we came down. But what are you trying to do? What is this conversation?”

“No no nothing. Jao.”

Now, there is nothing special or considerable in this whole event. But I think that it does happen to us almost everyday. We left but before leaving, I did say few things but I do not like to be dominated for no reasons. And also, we felt bad for a while and our answers were shaking when his “Acha” came into play.

But then, I thought that we are not wrong but what he is thinking, is wrong. He is capable of doing that, stalking girls, making fun of couples going up and down, pretending to protect the families while blaming his own insecurities and portraying his own cheap thoughts on all the young men especially people like us who move around in beards and do not fit in their standards of looking like a man.

So, before moving out, I told him in his own way, “Kaka! We were just going to start our day. We were happy and just before going out, you say all these things. You have spoiled our day, man which was so beautiful so far. Thank you.”

But can you see how disgusting it was? I could just let it go but then, I also come across these problems in Western India especially Gujju Land and Maharashtra. There is a need to start doing something about it before this old culturally-influenced thinking dooms the creative doors of our current generation.

Giving it a pause to narrate an incident that happened in the previous night before this incident. I had taken an auto rickshaw and this apartment is located in a dark patch where you need to cross a gully.

I told the autowallah to take the gully because it will be longer from the main road. He took it reluctantly but said,” You should not go through these gulleys at night. People can nab you and loot you.”

Now, I can understand the concern but it was too much. I told him, “Kaka! There is nothing like it. Give it a break.”

But his concern continued and he said, “On the main road, people will be able to save you but here, no one will come to save you.”

I said, “Kaka! I am staying here for 10 years now. Nothing like that can happen to me.”

He said in reply,”I am staying for 60 years and I can tell you that it does happen.”

I knew that he was not going to stop jeopardizing my night where I had just come back after watching a movie with my friends (including girls and boys). Sorry, had to mention that because even though, we claim to be an open society but deep down, we all are fake. So, in reply to that I said, “ Kaka! Actually, I am that person who loots people in gulleys. So, I am safe but you better take care of yourself.”

And he went silent after that.

But it brings me back to the same old question. What are we afraid of as a society? And there is no double meaning in this but this question is for the typical Gujju society.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9KYOcGDN8RY

This video can be enjoyed but it shows another fake capitalistic strategy of liquor ban in Gujarat. People have nothing to relax at the end of the day.

We have middle and lower middle class families everywhere but what is wrong with the middle class or lower middle class of Gujarat? Gujarat was something else before people started following capitalism here. Capitalism is based on the institution of possessions, alot of possessions actually. They have too much to lose and their whole life becomes a quest to save it.

Not braggin about it but out of all the girlfriends that I had, most of them were Gujaratis and I always asked them, “Why not a Gujarati boy?”

And they reply with such clarity that Gujju boys are not very open and too boring concerned about their family business and restricted by their social domains. We dont feel that freedom with them. Plus our families do not respect our freedom.

Sorry to include this video but I guess this is the perfect time to play this song.

Respect is one thing but they dont even realize if we need it. So, it is not even about being a boy or a girl in a Gujju society but it is about their fake needs to save their possessions and they have given births to slaves who can carry on their burdens. There are good points to that because they are rich. Gujjus are rich but super scared of shit they dont even know.

Gujju society is so scared of bachelors and their habits. They see their lifestyles through the limited minds of security guards and kaam walis. I mean is that what you learnt so far? Believing in the words of such people who have not seen much but just worked at these positions. It is the lack of self awareness.

Trying to hold on to the old traditions, saving the culture of Gujarat; these people have made a mess. Thanks to Oyo rooms. Now, local couples can go and spend some private time in the hotels. But how judgemental are other hotels where I literally had to slap one guy for looking lustfully at my girlfriend with open eyes like she is a prostitute or something. I felt so cheap for the guy but girl was strong and she supported me in this. Such a sick society Gujjus make.

I am happy that people in North and South are at least a bit more open. There are problems over there too but Gujju struggles are different. What I am writing is harsh but somebody needs to do it.

Coming back to that security guard. Next day, I was coming to the room after having my morning tea and he was sitting at the gate with two three old people. They called me and asked same shit questions again. Now, if it was my room; I would have blasted these people and moved out but since, it belonged to my friends; I decided to keep mum and move on. I left the room on the same day. But I dont feel good about it. That security guard will keep on doing the same stuff and I dont expect the older generation to understand this but at least, youngsters can start speaking against such things.

Nepali security guards can be better replacements because they have seen life. What can you expect from a Gujju security guard who may not even have made love to his wife properly! Nepali girls are far more beautiful and these security guards have seen stuff and done stuff unlike the Gujju middle class counterpart. Because we are the future and we need to lead it in our way now. We are open and all these struggles are actually a waste of time as generational scuffles. In the next article, I shall explain with proofs how Gujju parents are conditioning their boys into gays because Gujarati girls want outstate boys as they are more open and Gujju boys are tied down to their fake conventions. So, they have no other option but each-other. It is a very small thing but it does affect a lot of minds.

Just adding this song in the end.

Haneesh Katnawer

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