The Other Side of a Seductress...
Sherlyn speak in a GR8! Exclusive
Scandalisingly yours!
Scandals cling to Sherlyn (Chopra) like bees to honey and she apparently wallows in the attention it generates… But the ‘I-Care-Two-Hoots’ attitude that she’s always at pains to display before one and all has layers to it in which is wrapped the true Sherlyn somewhere…�
GR8! could once peel quite a few of those layers… Here is re-sharing the same…�
On Childhood...
Dysfunctional - that's what my childhood was and that's what my family was... I was born to an Indian father and a Persian mother... We were 3 children - 2 girls and a boy... But home was hell for me... Dad & Mom didn't have a shred of compatibility... All the time, it was just abuses being hurled at each other… My mother cared only for my brother and sister... I was anathema to her … But there was one ray in this dark for me - my father!
On Father Fixation…
My Dad doted on me and Mom would get so jealous of me for that... You know, a time came when she would lift my clothes and wear them to try to look like me so as to attract Dad's attention... She was more of a 'Competitor' than a Mother for me... And plunged into in pain and distress at this, I would just run to my father... Yes, I do have Father Fixation... I would always search a Father in my partner... I would love to marry someone like Amitabh Bachchan... Forever and ever, I'd be Dad's girl!
On being on her own...
I had dreams of Showbiz, which kind of snowballed when I became Miss Andhra... But even my father spanked me when I declared my desire for being a part of the Tinsel Town to him... But nothing and none could deter me now... I just packed my bags, hopped in my car and wheeled on to Bombay... I landed at my friend's pad here, initially and then, sold the car to survive and struggle in the Metro...!
On the Big, Bad Bombay...
I was too naive... I just didn't understand when some Producer would ask - 'How about Dinner, tonight?'... And I would gush, 'How Sweet!' and dress up beautifully to be there with him... Then, the dark truth hit me - 'Dinner', here, doesn't only mean 'Dinner', it mostly implies a private rendezvous...!
On Success through Casting Couch...
No, no success yields from the Couch... How can one's 'performance in bed' determine one's 'performance before the Camera'?... I wish if I could only have been a little wiser when I came here - maybe, then I could have the courage to deal with what all came my way... But you just give in - you want to believe, trust people... But a day does come when you realise it wasn’t worth it at all...!
On being comfortable with her Body...
Oh, that came quite later… I had to go through a stringent workout regimen to lose 8 Kilos... Then, I had a flat chest - God forgot to give me breasts and I'd get so self-conscious using all of those paddings... But then I saw a Cosmetic-surgeon and got the flaw corrected... I also got corrective work done for my posterior... Now, I feel supremely confident wearing a Bikini... I do not need a Sarong to hide my backside...!
On Steamy Scenes...
Oh, that's easy for me... I’m not the one to panic as to what would people say... I just tell myself - 'It's a job - do it!'… That's how I didn't care that my very first film, 'Red Swastik' was all about gang-rape, revenge and what have you…It was, however, executed badly by Mr. Vinod Pande - the whores in the film looked like they were vegetable-sellers... That's why, today, though I'm ready to do such films, I won't give my trust to any mediocre guys... Even in this genre, I'd pursue excellence...!
On Love...
Please don't mention 'Love' to me - I'm mighty scared of the word... I'm obsessed with the fear that I may end up hurting my partner (or lover, as you’d say)... I might just use him for the desires of the flesh and then, getting bored, bid a hasty 'Adieu'... OK, I think I need to seek Psychiatric help for that...!
On Sex...
'Sex' has to be passionate - not mechanical... I would rather lead a life of Celibacy rather than indulge in mechanical Sex... And tell you what, that's what I'm into, these days - self-imposed Celibacy...!
On Orgies...
Oh, I really have notions about them... And it's not only about fantasising - many a time, I have really dared to think of actually doing an Orgy...!
On Platonic Love...
You mean the ‘Love’ without the 'Physical' in it - well, it may happen, but not in my case, cuz when men look at me, they have only 'One' thing in their minds - they cannot look at me in any other way... Tell you what, nobody even bothers to devise a 'Pick-up' line for me - they just walk up to me and leave tissue papers with their Room/Phone number written on them - indeed, it's so insulting for the 'Woman' in you!
On Indian Men's Sexual Prowess...
(In an interview to the 'Max' Magazine Sherlyn has been stated to have said that ‘Indian Men are too sexually deficient to satisfy her’...)
I would never say something like that… Journalists just keep adding words and creating connotations... But yes, I would say that Indian Men lack Common Sense - they do not know how to approach girls...!
On One-night-stands...
Well, if I bump into a guy who's my type, then why not? Such things are OK and no big deal... Be it 'Live-in' or 'Alternate Sexuality' - everybody is entitled to his/her freedom... Like, I’d say, Prostitution should be made legal - it'll solve many things...!
On Sherlyn...
I'm an 'honest liar'... Besides wisdom, I also crave for 'Body' in a man... If asked to choose between a steaming scene with a newbie and a 'Behanji’ scene with Shahrukh Khan, I'd choose the first one... Between a brainless Hunk and a Genius weakling, I'd pick up the Genius weakling as there are Surgeries that can transform the exteriors of a man...
On the End-word...
I believe in ‘Sex for Sex's sake’ rather than 'Sex for Life's sake'... I would never ever move away from 'Bikini’ to 'Bindi'... And if I were to write my own Epitaph, it would be - 'Here lies a Lion-hearted Lamb'...!
And a Lamb-to-slaughter has she been?
Paying the price of not fighting shy of her cravings, not hiding her sexuality in a veil and not toeing the traditional lines, she, still, is her own woman, not budging an inch from the bliss of the BODY…
But tell us – why should she?
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