While most cis-straight folk in our country are probably not referring to tone deaf dissertations to raise their kids, Indian parents have always seemed to follow a subconscious code to reinforce gender and cis-heterosexual contexts.
After 800 years of ignoring who I really was, watching everyone in my clan get paired up with their significant other, and somehow, not fitting in no matter how much I tried was like living queer puberty on loop for centuries.
I remember watching the L word in the early years of college when I didn’t move with the feminist agency I do now. As a younger more impressionable queer woman, the highbrow posh characters of the show sunk their teeth in fast and I was hooked. But something seemed off.