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As part of the pre-march celebrations the awesome folks behind the Queer Azaadi Mumbai March (to be held on 16^th August) have organized a film program, appropriately titled – Queer Nazaria.

The film program takes us to different parts of the world and attempts to look at the queer individual and the LGTBI community in society and society’s gaze back. Glancing at this reflected image, the question that manifests asks – is it enough that a society only protects us with a set of rights or do we also need the freedom to act as who we are within that society. Legal recognition and human rights are very important but social acceptance is equally, if not more, crucial. These films will extend this essential idea of acceptance to include our sexuality, our gender presentation, our choice of sex work as livelihood, and how we love.

Each film will be followed up with an informal discussion between the makers and the audience.

Date – 31th July 2009

Time – 6.30 pm onwards

Place – Alliance Française de Bombay, 40 Theosophy Hall, Marine Lines, Mumbai 40002.

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[Guest Author : Saakshi O. Juneja]

Okay, so the title may sound a little inappropriate to some considering it’s technically not a fight between two cats; more like between a cat (Celina Jaitly) and a bag of old bones (Shobha De). Oh come on be nice now, Saks! It’s not like Ms. Jaitly has been taught to respect our elders but then I also believe that every now and then it’s not a bad idea to give certain elders a taste of their own dirty medicine. So here we go…

Bag of Bones was quoted saying this in one of her usual crappy piece of journalism –

Celina Jaitly spoke sense (she was clearly being prompted via text messages during Arnab’s show, but what the hell she played the messenger convincingly), could she not have dropped the blue contact lenses, fake lashes, crazy wig and caked make up? She wasn’t shooting an item song. For someone pretty smart and articulate, Celina often gets it completely wrong when it comes to putting herself together for sober occasions. Nothing a clued-in stylist can’t fix… but fast, please!!

Ouuuchhhh! Now I don’t know about you but to me this sounds so very crude. Personal attack. But fret not; the self-appointed Queer Ambassador no way took these insults lying down. In fact she gave it back as hard…

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[Guest Author : Swingingpuss]

* Note : Contains Explicit Sexual Content

The only word I could use to describe the situation was ‘terrible’. Louise had caught us newly fucked and naked. There she stood by the door with her hand on her mouth as if it was the first time a Professor had seduced his student. Her cool blue eyes swept over our nakedness with such condemnation that I could have curled up in a corner and died. Rooted to the spot I felt a hot blush heat up my body and I stared at the floor hard, willing it to open up and swallow me in.

Dan seemed to realize my feelings as he gently pushed me behind him and stared at Louise. To her I was just a fly on the wall, her prey was Dan. They stared each other, each unwilling to back down, each unwilling to give away the territory covered.

The silence in the room screamed in my ears and tears gathered in my eyes. I had done nothing wrong I reminded myself. But I knew that this could have meant the end of Dan’s career at the University and I would never be able to live the scandal down. With trembling hands I clutched the clothes closer to my body but couldn’t bring myself to wear them. It seemed as if even a slight movement would have exploded the room and ripped us apart limb to limb.

Unable to stand the thick undercurrents in the room I noisily cleared my throat and broke the face off between the two. Louise blinked and looked at me. Her shrewd eyes seemed to burrow into my soul and made me feel like a cheap whore. I stared at my crumpled clothes and tears of shame streamed down my cheeks.

I heard a sigh and looked up to see Louise’s expression soften. She shook her head at me slightly and then said to Dan “I will leave you two alone to get dressed then we need to talk”.

She then walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

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[Guest Author : Saakshi O. Juneja]

Important Notes:

*An old post republishing it here. Though originally written with a hetero-perspective but at the end of the day could be applicable to one and all. After all a relationship is a relationship is a relationship.

*This list has been compiled by two friends who are completely useless when dealing with matters related to the heart. Therefore cannot/should not be held responsible in case any of the suggested technique(s) backfire.

*The role of the author of this blog was a) eavesdropping b) making points c) publishing.

*We wish you a (heartfelt) quick recovery.

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If only we too had the liberty to think out of the box! Needless to say, brilliant stuff…don’t you think?

Dear Gaysi readers,

I am out my stifling closet. Some of you read my other blog and so you probably know this already, but for those who don’t – I AM OUT! My father AND my mother now know about my Girl and me being in a relationship.

It was not easy, but it was far from the melodramatic scenarios I imagined. There is a lot of educating to be done. My parents have bought into a lot of the stereotypes that surrounds people of alternate sexualities and I am hoping that with time this too shall pass.

I have been secretive for so long about my relationship with The Girl that when my dad uses my laptop I think, “Oh, I hope he doesn’t find love letters from The Girl on it…”, and then realise that if he does, it would be awkward but that’s about it.

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