The second meet is already upon us, and it's exactly what any reader would dream to do - hold a discussion with the author about the story they've written, right after they've read it.
We're kick starting this year's Yaariyan calendar with a lovely book reading event with our dear friend and an amazing story teller, Ninad Jog.
I feel like everyday the book surprises me. Last year it was nominated for a Lambda Literary Award and was picked up by several post-secondary institutions as a text book. Consequently, the first run sold out in just a little over a year and I am currently getting ready for the release of the second edition which features a new story and illustration.
Queer Ink is starting a book club, which will take books, stories, poetry, and pretty much any written word that catches our fancy and infuse it with meaning that's alternative and queer.
Scott Kugle’s Homosexuality in Islam, is a must read for Queer people of all faiths (not just Muslims) and also for feminists, atheists and other minorities that challenge patriarchy.
The Mumbai LitFest panel discussion with Giti Thadani, Hoshang Merchant, Shobhna S. Kumar. Facilitated by Jerry Pinto.
Date : 5th November, 2011
Time : 11AM-12PM
Venue : NCPA, Mumbai
Among the crowd of 400 odd diwali issues that flood the market every year covering diverse topics, is ‘Purushspandana’, brought out by Men Against Violence and Abuse (MAVA), which has …
The best kind of books are the ones that make you want to write. The Reward by R.Singh does just that.
It starts off interestingly as the writer uses rich imagery to paint vivid pictures of his childhood. The writing here creates such strong impressions, that I shared his nostalgia, when he recollects his childhood memories towards the end of his life. It momentarily made me pine for some of my own childhood... a phase of my life that I like to think about, very little.
Salma turns away from Nasreen and fills the kettle, welcoming the distraction. For the last hour, she has avoided Nasreen's eyes.
We want stories of queer love, lust and craving. Sex, however you may define it, should be a big part of the story.
I had once accompanied a very dear friend to a television talk show, and no, not the likes of Jerry Springer.
Two Girls - It took me almost a year to get hold of this book. None of the libraries, even here in Queen’s land had the book but I eventually found it on Amazon and ordered it for less than three quid!
If you are looking for a book with the typical dramatics usually associated with the narration of a gay story, this is not the book for you. The writing while subtle and restrained in emotional expression remains provocative enough to warrant some time just mulling over the situations represented in a very fluid manner.
Follow the adventures of first time author, Vrushali Telang as she navigates a perilous journey through a world where any pitfall in love, career, marriage or self-esteem boils down to one problem... It is the grandeur that is you.
Jaya is seamlessly woven from the story of Ancestors, Parents and Birth to the ultimate war and what happened after that, making it an eye-opening read. It not only includes tales from the classical Sanskrit but also regional and folk variants from across India and even South East Asia. I got introduced to the queer narratives such as Aravan, Budh and my favorite Ila, who was a woman when the moon wanes and a man when the moon waxes.
The book is an autobiography by Revathi, a transwoman from a small village near Namakkal, TamilNadu who talks about her upbringing, despair, struggle in the sex community and eventually as a social activist working for Sangama in this fascinating book. She weaves through a story that I can only believe is and should be untrue to every individual. At times, I cried for her - reading about the things that she had to put up with in her life, and selfishly for myself because of the struggle I did not have to go through.
Indian society has long stifled the Queer expression and our way of communicating with the world. Therefore, the idea of stand up performances as a medium of expression…the Queer expression… is something I can never give a miss. So, this very inclination led me to Mumbai last weekend where the gorgeous and famed founder of Queer Ink, Ms Shobhna was holding a book fair and a Queer Open Mic event as part of the fair festivities.
Sometimes there’s nothing as relaxing as a good old piece of trashy straight romping in the hay. Literarily speaking, of course, the lack of straightness and above all the lack of hay making it rather difficult an art to practise. But it does happen sometimes, when you’ve reached the limits of work that well-meaning friends realize you’re about to explode and they provide the best cure there is—books. And so it came that I was handed over, as partial cure to job woes, Soulless.
God loves hair. And God loves wankers. And God loves homosexuals. And if he doesn’t, all he needs to do is read Vivek Shraya’s book. I was lying on an air mattress in Broom’s beautiful little flat (do I sound too much the little girl when I say I love what she has, and want that sometime?
Growing up in a conservative Indian household, I was always given examples from the shastras and the epics on how I should live my life. On what the right and the wrong thing was. For some reason dharma was such a favorite word in the family. Except that people did not realise that it was adharmam for showering unsolicited advise on a poor, dreamy-eyed kid.