Thade Rahiyo

The journey with this performance began almost two years ago, when I first rehearsed and performed this song properly at my 49th birthday party. It became, in many ways, a tie-in to two extraordinary actresses of the 50s and 60s — Madhubala and Meena Kumari.

Since childhood, I have been emulating such iconic women. Growing up as a femme boy, it was difficult for me to model myself after men, especially given the lack of worthy male figures in my life. Instead, I was drawn to strong women — their magnetism, their aura, their power. Watching them on screen felt natural, and I found myself dancing to songs from Bollywood, long before I understood what it all meant. Film, song, and dance were always welcome in our home — though, of course, the “men” disapproved. Kathak became my artistic release, my stage of truth, and I performed for many years.

Later, when I entered the gay community, I realised quite young — at around 16 or 17 — that gender fluidity must always be welcome. I am glad to be living in an age now where Gen Z has embraced this with ease, not stigmatised it as my generation often did. I identify as a cis male gay man, but I am more than happy to allow my femme side to breathe. I love the alta, the dupatta, the grace of an anarkali draped just so. It is not drag in the traditional sense — it is fluid, playful, freeing.

So, for the Gay Bombay Talent Show on 21st September, I chose to honour both Madhubala and Meena Kumari through their iconic songs — Pyaar Kiya Toh Darna Kya and Thade Rahiyo. Initially, I went back and forth between Inhi Logo Ne and Thade Rahiyo, but my heart leaned towards Meena Kumari ji’s sheer elegance in the second. 

I even designed costumes for each piece. For Pyaar Kiya Toh Darna Kya, I sourced nearly 16 metres of fabric with heavy work along the hem. It looked magnificent but proved impossible to manage during the pure Kathak sequence of the first two minutes — the skirt was simply too heavy. That’s when I decided to let it be the costume for Thade Rahiyo, and I’m glad I did. As you can see it in the pictures. 

Everything came together so beautifully. I recreated the film sequence on stage, with my “muh-boli bahen” Christina as Gauhar Jaan and my friends stepping into the roles of Nawabs. We rehearsed at a cosy space called Little House in Yari Road, about four times, before taking it to stage. Everyone came dressed in white, with touches of red and pink to reflect the Nawabi splendour, and Christina stunned in a brand-new sharara.

When the performance began, some in the audience were unfamiliar with the song. At one point, when a Nawab “stormed off” as part of the act, people genuinely thought he was leaving in anger — only to realise it was woven into the choreography. With gunshots, bi-plays, and grandeur, it unfolded like living cinema. Under the stage lighting, it looked epic.

The pictures capture only glimpses — the costume, the styling, the mood — but the full video (which I’ll share once edited) tells the story. It was seamless, majestic, and made possible by my incredible co-performers: Christina, Savio, Ankush, Vishal, Saif, Gary, Urzaan, and Abhinav.

I’m exhausted, yes, but also deeply fulfilled. The entire talent show was a triumph — spectacular performances all around — and being on stage again felt brilliant. This is just the beginning. I think I shall keep doing this.

My Kids and Their Lessons

If you’ve followed my writings, you know that dogs are not simply pets to me — they are companions, teachers, and my children. Living with dogs has been one of the most grounding and transformative experiences of my life. They have walked beside me through loneliness and joy, through grief and laughter, and they have given me lessons that no classroom, book, or mentor could fully teach.

Dogs do not care about the masks we wear for the world. They don’t measure us by our successes or failures, our wealth, or our appearance. For them, love is in the moment — a wagging tail when you walk in the door, the nudge of a wet nose when you’re low, the quiet companionship when words fail. They have taught me that presence matters more than perfection. To truly be with someone — whether human or animal — is the most profound act of love.

Each of my dogs has carried their own story, sometimes marked with pain, abandonment, or fear before they came to me. And yet, I have never seen them give up on joy. They can be hurt and still trust again, neglected and still give love. Their resilience humbles me. They remind me that life can wound us, but bitterness is a choice — and forgiveness, often wordless, can set us free.

As adults, we often forget the simple grace of play. My dogs never do. Whether it’s chasing a ball, running wild in the park, or simply rolling on their backs in the grass, they remind me that joy is not frivolous; it is survival. To laugh, to move, to play is not just about fun — it is about keeping the spirit alive.

Dogs are perhaps the only beings who embody loyalty without condition. They don’t keep count of arguments or misunderstandings. They don’t hold grudges. Their loyalty is not bound by transaction — it is instinct, pure and unbreakable. In a world where human relationships can often fracture under strain, my dogs show me what steadfastness looks like.

Over the course of my life, I have lost four dogs. Each loss has carved a hollow that no words can truly fill. And once, I had to make the most unbearable decision — to end the suffering of the one I held dearest. It is in these moments that my dogs have taught me their most profound lesson: that life is fleeting, and it is made full not by grandeur but by the everyday.

Their short time on earth is a reminder to live in the present — to relish the mundane walk, the quiet nap, the silly game of fetch. Because in the end, only love matters. Only love sets us free. At the final breath, it isn’t the achievements or possessions that count, but the care and presence of those who hold you with love until the very end.

Life, I’ve learned through them, is cyclical. I lose one pup, and another finds its way to me. The poignancy and bitterness of death are inevitable, but so is the sunrise of another day. Their passing has taught me to embrace the paradox of grief and renewal — to know that endings are also beginnings, and that love carries forward even when bodies do not.

Perhaps the most unexpected gift has been this: my dogs have taught me to be gentler with myself. They don’t see my flaws as I see them; they don’t recoil at my scars. In their eyes, I am enough — worthy of affection, worthy of care. And slowly, through their gaze, I’ve learned to soften the harshness of my own.

My house literally, feels more alive because of them. Their presence fills corners with warmth, noise, chaos, and peace all at once. They make even the most ordinary days feel less lonely. For me, home is not about walls or possessions. It’s about the heartbeat at my feet, the bark at the door, the eyes that follow me room to room. Home is where they are.

Dogs have been my healers, my mirrors, and my greatest teachers. They have shown me that love is not complicated; it is given freely and without expectation. They have shown me that joy is found in the smallest gestures, and that resilience is written in the wag of a tail after a storm.

Most of all, they have shown me that life is both fleeting and eternal: fleeting in its moments, eternal in its love.

Who I Am: My Sun, Moon and Rising

I was born on 28th May 1975, in suburban Mumbai at 11:18 in the morning. My Western chart’s three most telling placements are my Gemini Sun, Capricorn Moon, and Leo Rising. They describe how I think, how I feel, and how the world meets me — and together they feel like the truest shorthand for the life I’ve lived.

☀️ My Sun in Gemini — How I am at my core

At my core I am a communicator. Gemini gives me curiosity as a kind of hunger: for books, film, conversations and the small, sharp truths people carry. I make sense of the world by talking about it, writing about it, translating what’s messy into language. That impulse — to tell the truth of myself — is what made me come out early and live openly. My mind moves fast; I see life in fragments that I stitch into meaning.

That speed can also scatter me. I fall in love with ideas and people easily, and sometimes I have to remind myself that depth often takes time. Still, my voice is my anchor: saying what I mean, and meaning what I say, is how I stay whole.

🌙 My Moon in Capricorn — How I feel and need to feel safe

Emotionally I am Capricorn — reserved, steady, and responsible. Where Gemini speaks, Capricorn quietly does. I meet pain with discipline; I show care through reliability, not theatre. Growing up with the kind of father I had taught me very young that I had to be practical to survive. That lesson hardened into a protective instinct: I take on duties, I make people safe, I build order from chaos.

This Moon makes me cautious with my heart. I don’t spill feelings lightly; vulnerability feels risky. The upside is that when I commit, I commit deeply and sustainably. The downside is I can carry burdens alone, prefer to “fix” rather than ask to be held, and sometimes confuse duty for love. I’ve also learned that my responsibility can look like a saviour complex — I have to remind myself that helping shouldn’t come at the cost of my own well-being.

🌅 My Leo Rising — The face I wear to the world

The world meets me as Leo rising: warm, dignified, and creative. People notice me when I enter a room. It’s not vanity so much as presence — I like to make things beautiful, to perform, to dress, to dance, to put heart into how I show up. That outer radiance is a kind of invitation: come closer, I’m safe to love.

Leo rising also means I crave recognition. When I’m unseen by those I love, it hurts more than I let on. But my Capricorn Moon gives me the patience to keep giving anyway; my Gemini Sun finds the words to explain it. The result is a person who shines deliberately — not for applause, but so others feel allowed to shine too.

🌟 The whole picture — how the three work together

Gemini gives me voice and curiosity. Capricorn gives me steadiness, discipline and a protective streak. Leo gives me warmth and the courage to be seen. Put together, I am someone who speaks truth, builds safe spaces, and leads with heart. I show love by being practical and reliable; I speak love through stories, writing and conversation; I offer presence by being visible and generous with my creativity.

There’s a tension, certainly — between a Moon that guards and a Rising that wants notice — but that tension is also my strength. It keeps me honest, expressive and dependable all at once.

✨ For readers: what a Gemini Sun / Capricorn Moon / Leo Rising person is like

Quick with ideas and stories, but emotionally steady and discreet. Generous and warm in public, quietly dutiful in private. Shows love by doing: practical help, protection, consistency. Needs recognition and also privacy — respect both.

My chart says what I already live: I am here to speak my truth, to love with responsibility, and to shine without apology. That is how I choose to move through the world.