Archive for the month April 2019

Photo Essay: One Fine Day

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.

Not Just A ‘Tomboy’

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.

Graphic Story: Surprise!

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.

My Worst Fears

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.

Film Review: Super Deluxe

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.

Me, Your Desi-Drag King

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.

Poem: She

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.

Nothing New

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.

What Is A Bully?

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.

The Jasmines Don’t Grow Anymore

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
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