Was I to be thrown in the lot of paedophiles and rapists?
By Wendell Rodricks

I never ever thought of myself as a criminal. In fact quite frankly I
do not think about myself at all. I go about my work, enjoy
travelling, mingle with friends who are from all walks of life and
embrace life as a huge learning curve. Along the way, I learnt that I
could be a criminal in the eyes of the law. A certain section in the
Indian Penal Code was a dragon that could awaken from its slumber and
put me in trouble.

People who talk against amending Section 377 have not even read the
law. They call it a gay law which it isn’t. It pertains to all
Indians, clubbing together paedophiles, rapists, gays and ordinary
couples that indulge in "sex against the law of Nature". That means
that married couples that have oral sex, or anything other than what
the missionaries ordained, are criminals. Even if they do this in the
privacy of their bedrooms.

Do you know what it feels like to be labelled a criminal? It steals
your respect, dignity and confidence. It’s like you are always in a
dark cloud with a sword over your head. For a crime not committed. For
being born in a way like people have blue eyes or dark hair.

In 2002, when my partner of two decades Jerome Marrel and I signed a
French PACS (a civil union recognised by the French government that
allows rights and responsibilities), I was unaware of the hype
swirling around the event. Here was someone I love deeply and
pre-PACS, I could not even sign him on for a medical procedure. I
would have to wait for his family to sign a declaration in a
life-threatening situation. I couldn’t even bury my beloved. I would
stand in separate immigration lines at hostile foreign borders. If one
of us passed away, all that we earned together would go to family and
not the partner of 25 years. Cruel. Unjust. Depressing.

When an Austrian passed away in Goa in 2001 and his girlfriend of many
years was shunted away from the body by the cops stating that she was
legally “nothing”. My friends encouraged me to go ahead. I did. And I
never regret it. In one simple document I found liberation, dignity
and respect. A year ago, when I renewed my visas for various
countries, I was delighted that the UK, Canada, Europe and British
forms had a section where I could fill in a civil status. I wrote
Jerome's name and passport details with a tear in my eye. This was
dignity. This was overwhelming. To be recognised as a couple.

People said I was bold and courageous to sign the PACS in India. I did
not see it that way. What I did was for love and a lifetime of
sharing. Friends wondered if could be arrested on the street one day.

People say gays, eunuchs and the like walk freely in India. So why
should we change Section 377 as it has been never used. That is
entirely untrue. It has been used and it does get used for various
reasons, mainly extortion, sometimes by blackmailers and a few corrupt
policemen.

Moreover, I could not understand how a section in this wonderful
country’s laws could throw me in the lot of paedophiles and rapists.
No matter how hard I looked in the mirror I could not see the criminal
connection.

A few days ago I was on a debate where right-wing opinion went on and
on about homosexuals. The debate was on Section 377—not on sexuality,
morality or religion. Excuse me, I wanted to tell them, India is not
Pakistan that it should be ruled by religious courts. This is a legal
matter. And if a legal biggie like Soli Sorabjee says we should amend
the law so couples can have sex in private if both are consenting
adults, why do we have to listen to biased opinion based on other
issues?

This week, I am proud to be an Indian. That India looks so good in the
eyes of the world. That the World Health Organisation can begin to do
their bit to control AIDS in this country. I am overjoyed that this
new India is raising its head. I want to thank the law makers, the
administrators of justice, the Home Minister and the entire Government
of India for this historic step in restoring our collective dignity.

I never ever thought of myself as a criminal. This week the Delhi High
Court mercifully agrees.



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Gay fashion designer Wendell Rodricks celebrated his silver jubilee
with his partner Jerome Marrel last year.
The article above by him appeared in Indian Express on 3rd July 2009
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