The night is as young as its patrons at Social, in the urban escape that is the Hauz Khas Village in Delhi, better known these days as plain HKV. You can barely make her out, a silhouette in black in the shadows. She seems of the place, but not quite. Average of height at 5”3’; beefy but not quite musclewoman. Certainly not what you’d expect your a bouncer at a bar to be.
But there she is, Geeta Lahorey, 35, mother of two daughters, 17 and 19, woman in the male bastion that is the world of bouncers at pubs and clubs. Her work begins when that of most people ends. Most nights she just has to stand with her arms folded, eyes alert, but sometimes things turn eventful. Like the night a guy, high on Bacardi, pretended he was fainting and tried to clutch at the skirt of the girl dancing next to him as he went down. Big mama Geeta pounced on him, gripped him firmly, and ended his Social life. Forever.