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.
When queer women are first coming out or becoming involved in the mainstream queer community they are often becoming subject to misogyny and objectification at the hands of other queer women. However, in a lot of cases queer women are bred into a heteronormative lesbian culture where they feel they should be the misogynists, although they probably don’t recognize it as such.
"On the day of the pride march, so many things went through my mind. I was nervous and sick to my stomach. The only thing I had done as a homosexual in the past was having sex with men in the dark without ever seeing their faces in the light." Chennai Dost Director, Vikranth Prasanna talks about his journey from the closet to Chennai Pride march.
A month or so ago, Five of us ...yes! Five spanking HOT gaysis got together one Saturday across 4 timezones for a near-2-hour Skype call discussion on Coming Out. After a ridiculously amazing conversation that was 4-5 podcasts worth covering the queer spectrum from end to end on we find out that...
Chennai's LGBT community members and allies share some memorable moments from previous pride celebrations, as they celebrate their third annual rainbow pride, this month.
I watch porn. There. I said it. What I keep wondering is why it’s such a taboo topic. Because sure as hell, almost everybody watches porn. Is it because only a few have the balls to admit it? It’s like there’s a porn closet. And apparently, the doors on that one are way more tightly shut than the ones on the gay closet.
The first time I saw Maya, she was as enigmatic and breathtaking as she was graceful... more than any dream I had ever had.
With the recent Gaysi poll and Rainbow Monster’s piece “Lady Gaga, Bollywood Remix & A Disheartened Fan”, both regarding Lady Gaga’s recent desi remix of Born This Way, I felt it was time to articulate here my point of view on Ms. Stefani Germanotta.
I think the precise moment I realised I am not straight was seven months ago, when I felt strongly attracted to a woman. The weird part of this attraction was that for the very first time, it was only physical. So far, I was familiar with the physical-only attraction only to men. To suddenly have this for a woman I was meeting every day was a tad bit frightening at first.