The response I get from friends, marchers, onlookers during pride walks, where I march in different attires. It gives me a boost, and makes me proud for being out and talking about it.
Coming out is a modern, specifically Western, form of social validation of your identity. It's as if, if you're not out, you're not really being your true and authentic self.
I absolutely believe being gay and Indian makes it more difficult to come out of the closet. Then again, there are communities where you could die if you are outed.
Between my friend, and me our friendship only grew stronger. Between my mother, and me our relationship matured to a whole new level.
My mother took it very hard as in she did ask me a lot of questions, there was drama and when I saw Kirron Kher in the movie Dostana, without a fraction of a second I related her to my mother completely!
Some of them were proud of me for the courage I was displaying, some cut-off all ties, some were neutral and some wanted to pray for me.
I like to believe that time will heal everything.
I had to go through counseling and pooja’s to get rid of my Gay ‘Prem’ as they thought of it to be alien.
Well, I discovered my sexuality as Gay when I was around 15 but the additional Gay was added after I attended my very first Gay Pride in 2010.
I have experience homophobia at every sphere of my life.
I walked out of the ‘closet’ into the broad sunshine with a nice shiny bright rainbow full of promises, there was no looking back!
I guess in my teens I realised that I was different from others, over the years the gay identity emerged.
In my early 20s I remember hiding behind the term ‘bi’ for a while & then eventually coming to terms with the fact that I only really do like boys.
I came out to myself somewhere between seventh and ninth grade; it’s a bit fuzzy and I think it happened in pieces.
My first girlfriend outed me when we were 13. I told her that I loved her. She asked me what I meant by that - whether I loved her in the same way a guy loves a girl.
Whoring for a cause is something that all of us should engage in, though the flip side is that people would brand you as using the cause for getting famous.
My ex girlfriend who was apparently straight and was always discreet about our relationship always introduced me to her friends/family as her “Gay Best Friend”. At first I was pretty cool about it but after a certain point it was one of the major reasons for our break up.
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This is a dialogue, this is a conversation that I have in my mind every single day of the week, only difference is, today I have an audience.
So allow …
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