Mrs. Keya Ghosh is a lawyer with the High Court at Calcutta. She has been a professor of English Literature at various colleges, as well as a lecturer in law. She is also a LGBTQI Rights Activist, and is one of the petitioners in the Parents' petition against Section 377,presented at the Supreme Court of India.
I’ll admit, up until more recent times, I didn’t worry so much about the downstairs maintenance. Maybe it’s because I grew up in a relatively hippie city, in a relatively hippie state, but I always felt like my pubes weren’t really anybody’s business but my own. That being said, I wasn’t going to make anyone go extreme trekking to get to the goodies, but I was always a little creeped out by the idea of intense hair removal. Then I got to college.
Yes. I am a lesbian. I love women. I always have. Men don’t do it for me. These lines I can simply state to anyone. Ever since I came out of the closet, I have been completely out and proud. I haven’t feared anybody or anyone. No self doubt, no pressure from anyone. Nothing.
I think porn can be awful – and a lot of the free stuff out there is truly…strange, for lack of a better word. Speaking as a queer-identified female who is really into other queer-presenting people, mainstream porn doesn’t really do much for me.
Since I have the perfect credentials and a clean heart to get away with it, my dear ladies, I present to you a handy list of lesbian guidelines
What constitutes cheating? I’ve wondered about this ever since the discussion around the campfire in the L Word. And I’ve realized that for a lot of people, sleeping with someone else is the first and last straw. I think this is very interesting. Because this begs a very simple question: are emotional and mental faithfulness not as important?
In a previous post I mentioned that my internship is at a youth detention center. The youth started voicing that they wanted to learn about “my culture” and I figured they didn’t want to learn about England so I took it straight back to the motherland. I spent time telling them about India and joked with the other staff in the room that I should show them a Bollywood movie.
I had once accompanied a very dear friend to a television talk show, and no, not the likes of Jerry Springer.
See, it’s not like I wanted a cozy little box with a clearly defined label that I could comfortably fold myself into. I’ve always disliked labels. But nevertheless, I was curious. Curious to know which category or stereotype I fall under simply because they exist and they seem to be reference points for our community. But the problem was, the conventional ones made me extremely uncomfortable.
One can never come with just one factor to differentiate Gender. Gender-only spaces should be inclusive and let people self-identify rather than pushing their idea of someone else down the throats. Isn't feminism all about an individual choice of determination rather than the patriarchal world telling women how to behave, dress, act, work, etc.? Then why the hypocrisy?
In all the discourse around colorism, it always comes up that South Asian heterosexual men and South Asian heterosexual women find each other less attractive or worthy of a relationship and marriage the darker their skin. This sometimes leads to the conversation of South Asian heterosexual men having a preference for White women (remember "Rock n Roll Soniye"?). My question is, of course, where do queer people fall into all of this? While my discussion of the exoticism of South Asian queer women focused of White queer women's treatment of South Asian queer women, my intent here is to highlight dynamics that play within the South Asian community.
Dealing with parents, siblings and other family members is a major part of being a Gaysi. We can and often do, spend our entire lives explaining our sexuality, convincing them that it is part of who we are and seeking their approval. It is not easy!
Waking up at 6:30AM has never been this painless for me. Perhaps it was the excitement, perhaps it was the anticipation, or perhaps it was just the fact that I still had not gotten over my jetlag.
I had now been in London a full week; a much needed vacation which came together so perfectly, after all the planning that went into being a part of the London Pride. My luck seemed too good to be true, and finally the day was here.
And now in honour of Sexy Editor's return from the sun dripped trenches of ...wherever it is that she went on holiday....We proudly present Part 2!!! Yes! Part 2 of our Coming Out Podcast!
At the start of this summer I started the final internship for my Master of Social Work program. I’m placed at the youth detention center where I anticipated the opportunity to work with minority youth, however I wasn’t sure if I was going to need to or be able to advocate for queer youth in the system.
What if a person is truly happy with the body they have yet present themselves in a role that is not socially conforming? Shouldn't trans folks be allowed to define who and what they are?
In the final part, L.Ramakrishnan shares his queer experiences spanning continents, communities, and two decades culminating in the first ever pride march in his hometown Chennai.
It’s finally that time of year students spend ages counting down towards…summer break! And via some level of divine intervention, I’m only spending one week at home with my parents this summer, so it’s just that much sweeter. And being home in the city is amazing – to quote Regina Spector, “summer in the city means cleavage, cleavage, cleavage”. Lesbians in sundresses and cargo shorts? Yes, please.
Allies come in all shapes and sizes, and to some of us, at least at some point in our life, it may have felt like they don’t exist. However, here are some common agendas that have become apparent to me.
In Part 3, Aniruddhan talks about his friend & straight ally, Kaavya talks about the Tamil media and Taejha shares his memorable moment from "Nirangal", the Queer performance festival of Chennai.