Solaris Pictures & Bombay Dost in association with The Humsafar Trust presents KASHISH 2011 (2nd MUMBAI INTERNATIONAL QUEER FILM FESTIVAL)
Do you remember how annoying all those people on the scAmway pyramid were? Do you remember how your seemingly normal friends suddenly turned into telemarketers and annoying salespeople? Now there’s …
Chasing a ghost I am,
Echoes of words
are all you leave behind.
Forcing me to force myself
to find contentment
in the seconds
when I had you…
Salvation Star & Time Out Mumbai presents Pink Rupee Night's Bollywood Tamasha
In an interview, King said it is “unfortunate” that “issues of sexuality are generally controversial for lots of Christians.”” Really Now? Read it here.
Why does the Pentagon talk …
With the recent Gaysi poll and Rainbow Monster’s piece “Lady Gaga, Bollywood Remix & A Disheartened Fan”, both regarding Lady Gaga’s recent desi remix of Born This Way, I felt it was time to articulate here my point of view on Ms. Stefani Germanotta.
Chennai Pride 2011 is here! Pride march is tentatively scheduled on 26, June 2011. You can join the pride planning meeting and be part of this exciting event.
Lez Go Metro in association with Gossip present: WOMENS CRICKET LEAGUE
I think the precise moment I realised I am not straight was seven months ago, when I felt strongly attracted to a woman. The weird part of this attraction was that for the very first time, it was only physical. So far, I was familiar with the physical-only attraction only to men. To suddenly have this for a woman I was meeting every day was a tad bit frightening at first.
Rashmi mentioned to me that a recent episode of Outsourced was particularly troubling, so after I watched it we decided to each write about it. Read Rashmi’s take on the specific episode in her article “Outsourced, I love you no more!” I suppose I have something more along the lines of “Outsourced, I never really loved you”.
Aditi saw her for the first time as she cycled back home. It was the same route every day and she could do it with her eyes closed. In fact …
We hugged. I cried with relief. Knowing I finally had someone I called family on my side. Knowing I wasn’t rejected for something that had not been my choice. Hearing I wouldn't be loved any less.
Come enjoy Mehfil’s fantastic lunch special with SALGA! Meet up with old friends, and get to know new people!
One-of-a-kind movie that dabbles on the life of an Indian trans woman. The movie will be remade in other languages too.
The protagonist is a dancer who faces Gender Identity …
The bottom-line is, If you do not understand about a community, at the least refrain from insulting them.
For the longest time, I couldn’t picture my future. When I tried to think of it, I managed to conjure up only a hazy vision where I was pottering around alone in a house somewhere. A house that wasn’t a home. A house that was never filled with the love and eagerness of somebody waiting for me to come back home. But last night changed everything.
I’ve got the basic right to pee
Not on the wall
The basic right to shag
Not the neighbor’s child
I’ve got the basic right
To live, not to kill…
You know the whole thing of Dykes on Bikes... yeah well, I’m that dyke. And although I would be on the bike even if I was ramrod straight, somehow, I have been cast into the stereotype by virtue of being gay. Damn.