So my first major role in a semester play in college was that of a woman; an imposing and dominating Goan maid . Anyway...when rachit and DJ offered me this role, I asked them if there was any other role I could be suitable for. But they made me realize, I still don't know how, my feminine side (perverts...don't even think about it)...eventually, the task ahead was to get into the character. Trust me, it is helluva lot difficult. I mean imagine yourself (guys only) getting waxed, threaded, your sidelocks shaved, going for manicure and pedicure and what not! It's insane. To top it, changing your voice, mannerisms, sexual orientation ( BRIEFLY and to the SMALLEST extent), walking style everything! Being a woman is the most difficult thing on earth and I sincerely respect every single one now...
The worst part, I ended up being Pizzoca in group discussions in classes, on the road, in the bathroom, bedroom, cafetaria, and devastatingly in subsequent plays. A perfect object of mockery. You can never empathize...
But nevertheless, it was truly once-in-a-lifetime experience which I would cherish throughout the remaining existence of my manhood. I give all credits to rachit and DJ, the diros, for bringing out the character. Hindi Drama Club without them wouldn't have been the same...
