It was a Sunday afternoon in Delhi, and the sun blazed hot with warm winds touching the skin. He met Naman for the last time in his tiny apartment, the apartment where they had first met.
A piece of adhesive
Of the colour red.
The scream of a woman -
“Chakka hai ki ladki?”
Her spectacled eyes
Upon my bindi.
Through calling this exhibition ‘Who’s the freak’, Ahuja is placing their audience in front of the final exasperated WTF question to the cis, the hetero and the ignorant.
All my three years as an undergraduate in sound school, I was the only girl in an entire batch of around 70 students. I figured I’d have no problem blending in with other boys as I always thought we were very much alike. But apparently, they didn’t see it that way.
This Lesbian Visibility Day, we're talking about how ‘surprising’ it is that two women end up together even though they’ve obviously been going out.
As Sita grew up, she learned new things about mitochondria and Wilde and atoms and what not. She even learned where her name came from, but the one thing that always troubled her most was the mystery of why she was asked about her future partner.
Super Deluxe steals you away for the entire show. It’s a brilliant piece of work. Unfortunately, in the theatre, I heard a few mocking laughs and snickers during the scenes with Shilpa, who is transgender.
The aim of the festival is to start conversations about LBT rights and lives through films, discussions, performances and more.
A lot of people have questioned my gender identity. I have a rather dominant masculine exterior which is often mistaken for me wanting to be a man.
She calms me,
Like the ocean after a life in the harsh desert.
I touch her and the pulse paints a vivid picture,
In my inward eye, she’s my Austen and my Kahlo.
Gaysi's 2x2 Bar Night this time is scheduled on a Saturday and promises to be an open, warm and safe space for anyone and everyone to join in.
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I don't see my queerness or my non-binaryness as the only relevant thing about me. But often, without my consent, it becomes the only thing relevant about me for others, especially in public, which in turn forces me to constantly perform to be allowed some basic things.
The videos he has worked on also share stories that matter to him about the clandestine existence of queer folx in Pakistan, a country culturally and even lawfully similar in the violence towards queer people as their neighbour- India.
He means nothing and feels nothing. When they throw him in lockup overnight, the tears that he quietly sheds are weightless in their definition.
Here in India, not much data is available on bullying in educational institutions let alone on bullying of queer children and young adults. But we do know that it happens.
Located not so long ago in the 20th Century, the story goes like this - a young boy finds lust and love in the company of a classmate at the ashram where he holes up with a brood of other boys and manly monks.
I was no rebel
And this, was a rebellion
Him, oh! how he still made his Abbu proud
The man stood up against the fire
For the country that he loved more than his life
The partially scrapping of Section 377 has been a long time coming, and unfortunately, due to this, the general homophobic, misogynistic and patriarchal mindset that most cis-het Indians have had for centuries, has not changed much.
‘Lingering Wine’ features Pragya’s powerhouse vocals and soulful composition, and attempts to have a universal appeal that can entice lovers of all genders.