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It takes some time to adjust to the fact that 'he' is an 'it'. Standing on the second floor balcony of Mohammedbhoy Mansion at Kemps Corner, a lone figure, a bare male trunk, a mannequin, has over the years moonlighted as a landmark. That he has now achieved quirk status only makes 'it' special.
The occupant in the second floor apartment, French entrepreneur Siddharth G, 34, and his girlfriend spotted it during their walks around Colaba lanes. "There were body parts in half. A store was throwing them away, just like that. So we picked the best parts and assembled it here, on the balcony. It was 2006, it has been here since," he explains.
Over the years, Siddharth has developed a way to introduce himself. "In gatherings and parties, when I meet people, I ask them if they know this house by the corner which has a mannequin on its balcony," he says. "So many people have their own stories, they have met beneath my house using the mannequin as a landmark," he laughs.
Siddharth, who lives with two cats Mowgli "like in Jungle book" and Nokia "as in the phone", the mannequin is as much a housemate. While one neighbour gushes that "he might have Parsi blood in him", another suspects "the mannequin is mostly to scare the pigeons". Siddharth says it's neither.
"In France, when we place the national flag outside the window, nobody troubles you. When I came here, I placed a huge Indian flag across the balcony. It was full of Indian colours, bright. The police pulled it down the next morning. Now I have the mannequin," he says.
Initially, the expat took him along to all parties. "Being French, I used to arrange parties themed 'An Evening in Paris'. I used to place the mannequin wherever — in the middle or someplace at the party — as my mascot, my identity," he adds.