Men are like tissue paper-use and throw.'
The world keeps taunting him as girlish but the fact is that, biologically, he is a boy. And, he is always attracted to guys. Is Laxmi both a man and a woman? Or, perhaps, neither a man nor a woman? The first inklings and stirrings of lust that Laxmi remembers came from noticing big, strong arms, the hint of a guy's moustache over his lips, billboards that advertised men's underwear. Was there a woman inside him who couldn't really express herself because of some last-minute mix-up that god had done at the time of his birth? Struggling with such existential questions, Laxmi Narayan Tripathi awakens to her true self: She is Laxmi, a hijra.
In this fascinating narrative Laxmi unravels her heart to tell the stories of the men-creators, preservers, lovers, benefactors and abusers-in her life. Racy, unapologetic, dark and exceptionally honest, Red Lipstick opens a window to a brave new world.
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