One year and many sessions down the line, today if you ask me do I ‘enjoy’ pain, I’ll say I don’t know. The word enjoy somehow does not fit. But if you ask me, am I turned on by pain… I would not hesitate for a second…hell, yes, I am.
Have you always known?
My attraction to pretty girls with
pretty eyes and sad stories.
Stories I re-told at lunch everyday, asking
for endings I knew nothing about.
Founded in 2010, Yaariyan is among the first platforms for LGBTQ youth in Mumbai and is an active part of the collective that organizes Mumbai Pride.
No one should have to deal with sexism, homophobia and of course prejudices against mental illness all at once.
This is an ode to that person who taught me how to dance like no one is watching.
At thirty, I realise that these borrowed worlds not only helped me through some of my toughest times as a teen, but also influenced me as a feminist, queer creator years later.
Having been bullied in school, I really wished I knew I wasn't alone, or that speaking to other people would not make me come across as weak.
Indemnify me for this gigantic emptiness of vast space
and for not having the courage to break it to my face
But since life is no fairy tale
The forever love promise soon become stale
My name day came and went
Suddenly there was no time to spend
Bunny turned out to be a very naughty child and was often found thrown across momma Bunny’s knees getting spanked.
When they define queer as "odd" and "strange"
Come to me and I shall educate you
Queer is normal.
Queer is beautiful.
Queer is fine.
A march on 28th February was organized by the students of Delhi University to demonstrate the fact that a university belongs to the presentation of genuine ideas and free thinking.
Just then his phone buzzed. He took one look at it and his face broke into a big grin. She winked at him. People acted funny when they were in love. Diano was no exception.
To what limits can the destitution drive you, then was my turn to experience the thrill and the peace of having you to just talk with.
I have been doing this, marching, since I am a kid. I used to go on my dad’s shoulders and march with him and my mum, as my sister was to small for all the crowd, was just us three.
One more of those moments is all I want - just once more
And I will buy myself back from you
Instead, can you keep my essence forever - however long or short that moment lasts?
I started believing in the dreams I never had,
Cancelling well laid out plans for the one who didn't have.
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
Diano smiled as he booted up the laptop. Once he was in, he double-clicked on the MSN icon. It hadn't finished logging in when a message popped up. It was Andy.
I took a major step and came out to my mother almost a year ago but believe me it has taken me equally long to process it.