My Poem For Warding Off The Darkness
She carries burdens like flowers; says that scars are just rough kisses from the universe.
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Poem: A Christmas Rhyme For A Happy & Gay Time
I kissed you under the mistletoe
Silently, secretly, afraid to let our cover blow
But we had to do it, it was Christmas time
I was yours and you were mine
Fiction: If And Only If
I met Tara six years ago at a blogging conference. I was never the type to flirt with women, much less meet a high note key speaker and blurt out my sexuality while admiring her work.
Fiction: Navya
Growing up as neighbours, we spent all of our time together: in school, in the evenings after, after dinner at either her house or mine.
Will You, My love?
I have no doubt that the moment I laid eyes on you; I felt a never-before experienced connection – a connection over which I had absolutely no control.
Part 2 : Goodbye, Avocados!
To be honest… I hated that fruit, and each bite was like poison to my taste buds.
Part 1 : Goodbye, Avocados!
Out of the blue he quizzed, “Have you ever tasted an avocado?”. “Never… why do you ask?” I replied, amused by the question’s randomness.
What It Means To Be A Bisexual Guy In India
To answer that question, what does it mean to be bisexual? Does it mean that I am confused? You see I’m one of those people who need his shit figured out.
Short Fiction : The Bestie
I lean back, aiming for a better view. She is beautiful, in an unconventional sense.
My Thoughts On K Se Kink
It is so exciting to see the kink space finally gaining visibility in India, irrespective of these events been seen as “underground”.
Putting The Mast Back in Masti : K Se Kink Review
Normativity here is not simply about whom you are having sex with (man, woman, genderqueer, trans*, etc) but how you are having sex.
Poem : Go Fuck Yourself
will think about the time someone kissed every inch of my side
from my neck to my hip and I'll moan
My hands move down there slowly, I groan
Under my sheets, lie a treasure trove of memories
Navigating Intimate Relationships
Growing up, my ideas about friendship were formed as a result of watching endless reruns of the sitcom Friends, and my ideas of love and romance came from Shahrukh’s various onscreen avatars.
Not So Simple Life Of A Simple Middle Class Gay Man
Very recently, I was checking my PR account to see if there was any useful message or one worth replying.
Theatre Review : Six
A clichéd plot with a wonderful presentation
The Jacaranda Blossom
It was almost summer when I first saw her. After a long and one of the coldest winters I had experienced, days were getting warmer again and I couldn’t have been more relieved.
Ramblings Of A Queer Desi Female.
I feel a little lost. I do not understand how I ended up where I am today. Well, that’s not the entire truth. I know, factually at least, how I ended up here.
Gali Mein Aaj Chand Nikla : A Gay Man’s Yearning For Love
It seems like yesterday, when I was a teen yearning for that sparkling love, "filmy" love.
Love Without ‘Conditions Apply’
I collect sweethearts. Some of them become family. Some of them drift away with time. Most people who know me call me a cynic.
Short Story : Adrian And Shashi
Adrian and Shashi smiled their goodbyes clutching Tim's collar for he wanted, once again, to demonstrate his fondness for the lady.
