the truth about the p07n queen

i feel that i owe it to the world in general to reveal the truth as to how it was that daku consolidated her position as a porn queen. well not in the usual, common, crass sense but in her own style. after all who is the real queen? the artist who just, well for want of a better word, "performs", or the sleek gangster who rakes in the moolah and spreads her distribution network for procreational cinema? she probably realized that she was destined for greatness long before i first met her and like many successful people, she was looking around for some pro-bono work. and here was her chance - a poor desi, stranded in redwood shores with a VCR and no tapes. and before i knew what was up i had a drawer full of high-brow porn (the lady, one admits, has class) in my room. most of the titles were understated but some i must admit were really tawdry like the one with a john-travolta lookalike on the cover - dirty dancing (where do they come up with such names)!

/me being the sharing kind, offered daku's largesse to my friend, whom we shall not name here. now, he is a very focused person and has his priorities all set out in mind. so unlike me, he didnt want anything to do with most of daku's pretentious stuff. he believed in keeping it simple and opted for the ones that proclaimed proudly what they held inside. one of the tapes was "exotica", a name which really cracked me up. what kind of a loser would name a movie that! i mean just change a letter and u have a box office hit! well, when the time came for me to leave and i had returned the bulk of her "babies" to daku, i remembered the others left with him and asked abdul to get those for daku.

with hindsight, i do confess that it was a bit of an unfortunate thing to do as it brought daku all this publicity. i guess part of the secret of being a successful porn trafficker is in keeping a low profile and not flaunting ur stuff (no pun whatsoever intended). i mean we all know what happened to capone. and thus i think it was irresponsible of glam to leave the merchandise out in the open where prying eyes could easily spot them without even attempting at prying.

i dont know what it is about the partially nude female form that attracts men (i mean i do know, but i am willing to sacrifice my strict adherence to the truth for the sake of melodrama just this once). but whatever it was, it was doing a pretty good job of it. people were flocking to abduls desk like arabs at an oasis. soon they were running excursion trips and abdul was contemplating charging admission. but he maintains that he did ask for id. after all he had a certain responsibility to tomorrow's generation. my heart bleeds when i think of the anguish he must have gone through. through no fault of his, he was being associated with daku's deplorable trade.

and even as the crowds were gathering daku got wind of the security breach and rushed over for a quick grab-and-run operation to retrieve the goods. years of experience had of course made her quite nippy but if rumours are to be believed some of the folks did manage to get a snap or two of daku in the act. the last i heard, and this came from daku herself, was that the fbi was investigating her background! but these things probably happen for a purpose. it was the little nudge that propelled her from greatness to legendary. i mean just the other day she had sent some stuff (dvds ;-) ) for sood and one of glam's team-mates (who was at hq with him) had seen me carrying the stuff and had asked me where they were from and i had resigned myself to a long explanation.
"these are from hq. a lady we know sent it for some friends here..."
"ah",he interrupts. the guy's eyes practically lit up. he gazed into the void, lost in a reverie, oblivious of my existence, "the lady with the porn"...