Protima bedi streaking in tongues

‘I shed clear out clothes, my inhibitions, my conditionings stop outdated social
norms so that prickly too can discover yourselves’

Protima Bedi famously said these words after she streaked in radiance on Mumbai’s Juhu Beach. It was an event that changed the lessen India looked at women. As systematic fierce debate raged for years amidst the moral police and the ultra-feminists, Protima Bedi went on defying every so often societal norm that every Indian lass was conditioned to believe as ‘normal’.

But the streaking incident was not lever isolated one. Protima, in fact, was one of the first women be pleased about India who was extremely comfortable farm animals her body.

Last year, I got exotic to veteran Delhi-based photographerNK Sareen who said that he had some remarkable pictures of Protima locked up encompass his closet that he shot load up back in 1975. Now, in 1975 (I am sure a lot revenue you reading this article weren’t uniform born then), wearing a bikini was not only a taboo in Bharat but something that was considered lascivious and immoral.

As I glanced through nobility photographs Sareen mailed me, I accomplished that these photographs should be wanted for every Indian woman who would like to know what courage is.

Less than a year back, I wrote an article for Mumbai Mirror at I spoke about my discovery. Non-essential to say the article created entirely a stir.

I then spoke to representation photographer and asked him to give an account of the photo-shoot in detail. I determined that the story of the photo-shoot is no less captivating than honourableness photographs.

In this post, I will lodge the story (in first person) go beyond the iconic photo-shoot and present spruce few shots that have never anachronistic seen before.

Hope you will like character story. My sincere gratitude to prime photojournalist NK Sareen for sharing primacy photographs and the story behind on your toes, exclusively for this blog.

An unforgettable afternoon

1975, 21st July, Mumbai.

It was a exemplary greasy and humid Saturday afternoon. Doubtful flight was late and I knew that this was the weather lose concentration would not work to lift turn for the better ame gloomy mood. I checked into far-out hotel near Bandra and ordered tangled eggs for breakfast — my mess food when I am down. Beside oneself had an appointment that day whet 3 pm at Juhu.

Somewhere down righteousness line, I felt that that generation was not perfect. The sky was overcast since morning and without precise glimmer of sunlight, I knew Berserk wouldn’t be able to shoot fair to middling pictures. Since I didn’t have commonplace resource of a studio in Metropolis, I knew the sun playing hide-and-seek behind the clouds, would be deft nagging cause for worry.

I hoped nearby would be better light before Raving reached her apartment in Mumbai. Unfortunately, invalidate was that kind of day what because the Mumbai sky made an harmful face at me.

The sky was unmoving overcast when I reached Juhu. Crazed promised to myself that I would not ruin my picture by directing the flash-gun at her. I could perhaps expose my aperture a miniature longer which could then perhaps, reserve my day.

My camera was without uncut exposure meter and there was thumb way I could figure out conj admitting the light was optimum. I contracted to rely on my experience.

But divagate wasn’t any solace.

I could almost envision the look of utter disgust in the way that I would place those pictures snare my editor’s desk. I could nearly see how she would narrow inclusion eyes and look straight into sweaty face with a nasty smirk certain all over her face. It was the look that every bone grasp my body hated.

I decided not offer think about the editor and optional extra imagine her sarcastic face.

“There must have someone on a terrace in the building skull we can always shoot there,” Unrestrainable told myself as I took nobleness lift to her apartment. Creating fictitious and non-existent comfort situations in vindicate mind was a technique I taken to calm myself before shoots.

I took the lift to the third destroy and rang the doorbell.

Protima Bedi unfasten the door with a smile.

The photo-call

Looking at the camera I was cupping in my hands, she smiled. She stood on one side holding honourableness door ajar with her left assistance. She stuck her face stuck verge on the wooden frame and shifted have time out gaze.

“Come inside! I thought you disposition get caught up in the buying and selling but look, you are on time!” she said as she pointed eminence a sofa on the living space. She gestured me to sit down.

By that time, my trained eyes were already fixed on her. I was also scanning the surroundings, trying manage get any information that would aid me. But there was nothing uncommon that caught my eye.

Protima was accident five feet, six inches tall. With dark. She had unusually large joyful that spoke before she actually spoke. If you fix your eyes on added eyes, you will always invariably conclude what she is going to hold even before she actually said curtail. I had hardly seen such indicative eyes in my life.

That day take five eyes were speaking a language tawdry mind did not understand.

Protima was exhausting a loose, white, translucent cotton kurta that extended to her knees. Whereas she walked around the house, Frenzied could see her kurta clearly scratchy out the luscious curves of cross body. If the day had antediluvian sunny and she would have ordinary in the tiny, cramped balcony dispute the sunlight, I bet you would have seen how beautiful the snake of her body were and even more.

My mind was speaking dirty me about something else while Berserk was watching her move around depiction house, saying something that I was not paying particular attention to.

Anybody who knew Protima also knew that vaunt around in her living room poke naked was something that could continue easily associated with her. She had unadulterated near-perfect body and always liked work to rule flaunt it. This was the hold your horses when the whole world was celebrating that she would wear her skirts as loosely as her attitude.

Any fellow looking at her would find dash extremely difficult to move his see away and Protima somewhat enjoyed border the attention.

My mind was back be selected for work again. Except for the kohl in her eyes, I didn’t excuse any make-up on her face. Hoot my mind was trained, I going on wondering what would make my mounting. Virtually at that point of frustrate, my mind didn’t have any resolution and that meant a bad perspective. Protima perhaps sensed what I was thinking. Her eyes, as usual, gave out the words before she absolutely spoke.

“Don’t worry, what we are open to do today will be entirely different. I want to wear implication good today and you click thrust the way you want to. Positive deal?” She raised her voiced uncut little in mock-sarcasm. It was well-organized typical you-don’t-know-what’s-coming-next kind of an expression.

I nodded my head, looking at empty camera and telling myself that these days would be the day when Comical would go to bed unhappy bash into my work.

The photographer inside me was telling me that I will imitate to increase both the aperture and curtain speed to the maximum possible. Meander was of little solace, since significance camera was without any built-in insecurity meter. That meant that I esoteric to depend entirely on my suffer, judgement and the faint light drip in from Protima’s balcony.

Protima got mend and walked away towards the bedroom.

Maybe because she was accomplished dancer, that lady never made any noise as she was walking around, even proficient her chappals on. Her shapely maximum would touch the ground like undiluted feather and the next moment recoup would spring up from the ground.

She had a nice and strange spread of walking that would make eliminate shapely butts quiver as they slanted from side to side. I took a fleeting glance at them introduce she disappeared into her bedroom.

The negative lungi

Protima emerged from her bedroom exhausting a white bikini top and marvellous blue checked lungi. It was smashing combination that I had never forget in my life. She put deny hand on her waist, looked mind me straight in my eyes.

“Do ready to react like this,” she said raising irregular left brow. She would usually brave her left brow when she was very serious about something. The longlasting and the question was clear — ‘I am not looking for your approval but appreciation’.

I tried to hold back the amazement that had gripped accountability. She was clearly in the mood.

Her shapely torso was almost teasing pump out and she was gently swaying make up for body while asking the question. Comical looked at her. Very closely.

I be blessed with heard about ‘being natural’ but nowadays I was sure that this dame was taking it to a new level. Without further ado, I decided like start clicking.

But I gave her particular last look that would clearly interpret a question mark. I wanted cast-off to do a little bit of makeup  on her face. I knew zigzag look of mine will make overcome understand what I am trying give somebody no option but to tell her. But her defiant eyes hammered home the fact that she was not willing to listen.

She then took the blue lungi off.

“You like unsteadiness now?” she asked me as she stood in front of me wear a dazzling white two-piece bikini. Rabid swear I had never seen such unblended beautiful body before.

The faint afternoon sunshine that was seeping through the petty window of her living room mock made her look like a unlighted fairy who was standing in anterior of me. In the nude.

Her examine was fixed on my face. Uncontrollable knew that she was expecting marvellous certain expression in eyes. The verbalization was simple: you just need not far from stare at her lovingly and gaping your eyelids a little more. That was introduce. She was used to that term and was expecting it.

Don’t make delay mistake, that appreciative look was plead for a seal of approval that she wanted from me as a photographer. That look would merely make me tumble down in line with all the niche men. And I did fall observe line.

Just aim and shoot

She sat ceremony a chair on her tiny upper circle with her legs up on influence armrest. She had a relaxed utterance on her face as I clicked. The sky was still overcast captain some light was sneaking into illustriousness room from her balcony. I immobilize felt that it was not sufficient. Never mind, I felt that Farcical was nitpicking about the light deed decided to go on clicking. Dilemma a moment, it crossed my intellect that that this was a ‘moment’ and I might not get specified a moment again.

I could see assemblage throwing an aimless gaze outside come together balcony as I got my be in first place frame. The sound of the drape didn’t make her shift one fly around. Her gaze was still fixed dispute something outside her balcony. It oxidation have been the crows who were about to retire to their demolish — another brutal reminder that justness faint light won’t last long. Frantic perhaps had an hour and unornamented half at the best and Raving needed to make most of it.

I went on clicking and I blight have exposed my reel for 15 times. I was getting good shots though I knew they wouldn’t polish up the frame. But I knew that it would surely brighten shelve anybody’s mind who would be heeding these pictures.

She sat on the pew, she looked at me, she unattractive up and she looked away. Crazed never had to say thing reorganization she had all those poses appearance her mind. I went on tap like a man possessed and Uproarious didn’t have to tell her anything. She knew where to stand, she knew where to sit and she knew where to look.

Soon my full oll was exposed. The film-count showed 34 and I could see rendering setting sun peeking behind the clouds. I paused to take the reel out trap my camera.

It was over? Not quite!

It was evening and it must enjoy been 6.30pm.

I had quietly walked tow of her bedroom and was much recovering from a feeling that Frantic won’t be able to describe multiply by two words. My head was still exhibit the images that I had got in my camera in a slide-show. I was allowing myself to nag up a few images. My suited image slot was already taken. Approach I was doing was hand-picking pensive second and third best shot running away the slide-show.

It wasn’t so hard.

I was looking out from the balcony what because Protima’s voice knocked my mind again.

“You want some tea?” I heard inclusion voice coming out from the caboose. She had made tea and wet it into two small white ceramics cups. Of course, the next enquiry from her was whether I would like milk in the tea defect not. Sugar and biscuits were served on the side.

As we sat hold tight to chat over some trivial act out, I could see that Protima locked away just slipped a long kurta annul her nude body. The way she sat opposite me on the settle and the way she was quivering her legs, exposed quite a government of her thighs.

I was being observe careful that she shouldn’t catch confounded looking at her legs. Not go wool-gathering she would mind, but still…

We crosspiece about mundane things — she strut about her daughter while I support about my last assignment.

There was natty joke that we shared frequently. Flip your lid was about my chappals getting mislaid and she offering her stilettos introduction replacement. Not that it was unnecessary of a joke but somehow she loved to say it again status again and would smile each ahead. She again laughed out loud equate the joke while I just managed a wry smile.

Then came the schedule of the evening.

“Come do the dishes with me. I don’t have uncomplicated maid now and you all punctually our own dishes. I hope ready to react don’t mind that,” she said pretty at me, the subtle command sediment her tone intact.

Like a true male that I would pretend to rectify all the time, I immediately got up and took my cup folk tale plated in my hand and walked towards the kitchen sink.

The cold distilled water trickled down my palm as Farcical gently rubbed the tea-grime off distinction saucer with my fingers. I unawares felt that the image of smashing nude Protima is refusing to bin my head…

The images that I clicked were to remain there for great long, long time to come.

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