Dear Stranger

There were some intimate moments on the streets of Bangalore this evening.

Alka, Chitra, Pritesh, Ratna, Vidya, Yamini dispersed testimonials from the Blank Noise blogathon as letters addressed to strangers on the street. These letters were given to people who reacted to the gaze of the participants in performance.

(Balaji distributed the Blank Noise bilingual pamphlets alongside)

Twenty different testimonials, randomly selected from blogathon entries.

The letters were hand folded and given to the few chosen ones on in the public. Anyone who made eye contact, walked upto the participants, asked a question got this little note instead thus creating intimate moments, secrecy, surprise, shock?

Each letter was a different blogger's testimony.

The letters read as:

Dear Stranger,
Coming back from college, if the bus was too crowded, I used to try and walk the seven kilometer stretch. Even in the bloody summers. Even when I kept away from the crowded bus, and walked - some asshole would drive by, roll down his window, and ask persistently if I wanted a lift. No. I'll give you a lift. No. Please come. No. Come you bitch. No. Walk. Five minutes later - another car. No. No. No.
So are you victim, perpetrator or mute spectator to eve teasing?
Sincerely,
Just another girl.

or

Dear Stranger,
NOT GLARING AT EVERY PASSERBY SUSPICIOUSLY CAN BE INTERPRETED AS AN INVITATION
So are you victim, perpetrator or mute spectator to eve teasing?
Sincerely,
Hyper women amidst 'fathers', 'husbands' and 'brothers' .


The next intervention is in Majestic bus stand, Bangalore. We are meeting on Sunday 14th May to get it going.

(Kannada speaking bloggers are encouraged to contact Blank Noise at 98868 40612)