From Queer Coolie's love of cooking to Tappy's addiction to massages to Lady Jughead's love of all things descriptive... we present our triple bill. Three stories with different perspectives...erotica, romance, and much banter to tease your senses!
I’m proud to call myself a staunch queer advocate. I’m admittedly not completely out to everyone in my life, but I don’t bother to hide my queerness anymore. As long as I feel safe speaking out, I’ll do so. And that has been a big step for me.
Transgender Day of Remembrance or TDoR i is a day dedicated to honoring trans folks who have died outside of natural circumstances.
In a somewhat unexpected turn of events, I am now seeing a dude. As in, a biological, male-assigned and male-identified individual. I won’t say it’s not weird in some ways. Then again, I don’t think I’d ever date anyone that expected traditional gender roles or attitudes, so it’s not all that different from dating anyone else who respects equality and difference.
The world is a bloody small place. And the Universe gleefully keeps reminding me that the Six Degrees of Separation theory is not some half-assed idea someone came up with on an idle day. Basically, like Alice in The L Word believes, there’s a good chance that just six people can form a link between you and pretty much anyone in the world.
5 Foot 11 inch something. Runner’s legs, glowing skin, hair from below the knees till the ankle, brushing down like a slim cover against the occasional nip in the tropical city. Calf muscles to letch at. Toes well-shaped, the arch of the foot perfect, a dancer’s feet. Clean, clipped, cured toe-nails. Feet with the occasional hard-sole of a man who has tread the hard earth to keep fit, yet lick-a-licious. Like abso-fucking-lutely lick-able. Nah, too much porn. Focus. Husband material.
So, assuming you’re not taking the help of any external stimulation (porn movies, erotica, a recording of your partner’s moans from last night’s phone sex, other people’s fingers……you get the drift), here’s my first question to you: Who do you think about while you’re going at it?
It's been almost two years since I came onto the Lezzie scene. I've met many, dated many and gotten to know a lot of women. Some have been phenomenal. Some you discover along the way. Some allow you the power to be yourself and some to bloom. Some are Hi. Some are so strictly bye! My must have list still holds good.
Here are five ultimate ways to embarrass yourself in front of your present crush. Tried, tested and approved. (Yes,I have been there, done that.)
Recently, a lot was said on Gaysi with regards to the latest podcast (yes – the indecent one!) and I sat quietly observing the motion, like an idiot. Disgust expressed, threats given, apology expected, “heartfelt” apology given and yet people were lashing out. Some stood for us; some refrained from making any comments while others chose to walk away…
I’d like to believe that as queers, we’re less stressed about sexual infidelity than straight people, since the threat of reproduction and offspring is relatively low. (Not counting select orgies where both sexes are present and you wake up the next morning wondering who put what inside you, or where you went and put yours the previous night.)
First of all, before I say anything else, I want to apologise. Unconditionally. Unequivocally.
First things first.
I love Team Gaysi. I love MJ. I admire her commitment and dedication.
Nothing I write here is a personal attack. Infact, I have a go-ahead from…
Long distance relationships are hard. People have told me that before. But fuck, I never knew how hard till a few months back. Great conversations and intellectual stimulation keep you going. But there’s only so far you can use those two to prod your relationship along. But what comes after you’ve pushed it as far as it can go?
Let me make this clear. This is not to express any form of hatred towards men. I don’t hate you. This is just a quick guide to things you should never say to your lesbian friends or any lesbian. NEVER.
Just when you thought we were BAD ... We (MJ) get BADDER !
Now that you have been listening to our podcasts for a while, you may notice a pattern...
Queer Tasveer, Summer 2011 Photo contest results are here!
"I did not know Gaurav Gopalan personally. But after attending his vigil on Sunday night at Dupoint, I wish I had." says Anita Balan.
3..2...1 ...Listen to our sexy voices...
Thats right peeps, we're back ! With a brand new podcast ! And this time... Its positively scandalous...*rawwwr*
Broom and MJ found that among the desi lesbian community, there was need for a space where they could ‘come out’, even if it meant only to themselves.