Starting off as empty branches
We are eager to smell sweet flowers.
So exciting, so treasured, so unique
They continually draw us apart from each other.
We refuse to hold …
What is the most negative thought people have of Gaysis in India ?
They are a bad influence on everyone especially youth.
They spread HIV/AIDs.
They like drugs, sex and
“I remember how being young and black and gay and lonely felt. A lot of it was fine, feeling I had the truth and the light and the key, but a lot of it was purely hell.”
This quote made me giggle a little, even though I don’t think it was supposed to be funny, just because I can understand the sentiment - from my own perspective, at least.
This is a really great event going on next week that I heard about through the Legalize Trans campaign!
I'm a performance artist, producer, and Creatrix of Awesome based in Brisbane, Australia. I combine burlesque, circus, improv, streetntheatre, physical theatre, spoken word, and a variety of other artforms to talk about my experiences and politics as a female queer migrant minority (child of Bangladeshi migrants born & raised in Malaysia).
Okay, disclaimer: I’ve only been with my girlfriend for 10 months, and I'm still pretty young. So I’m not contemplating marriage anytime soon. But like a lot of people, I like to dream. I feel like the holiday season goes crazy with engagements. Practically everyone I know got engaged over the winter holiday break. But I digress. This isn’t about them. It’s about me, and my big fat gaysi wedding dreams.
For past few days or rather weeks, I was kind of in the trouble with myself….. and the name of my blog where i generally write justifies the meaning-”Me against …
It's been over a month since I've returned to London, from my trip to India. I've been wanting to write about what happened there with my parents, but haven't been able to bring myself to do it. I think I'm finally ready.
While our rates of suicide, homelessness, depression, alcoholism, drug abuse, and assault are high we need straight desis to be aware and there for us. We need them to have it on their radar and to be speaking up for us. We need them to be brave too because we won’t always be strong enough.
Here's a brilliant photograph of the headline from Hindustan Times on the 28th of January 1950, that Aneela shared with me, that I just HAD to post here.
I'm a woman who has doubted my sexuality for quite a while now. I've finally after a lot of thought boiled it down to that I'm a bisexual who prefers men more than women. How common is this sort of orientation?
Pink money is flowing in. There are so many queer themed parties in the city and it is difficult to make a choice. The apple bar party every Tuesday, the sink sight Ladies night – every Friday and oh the starry ones with expats, every fortnight. Where there was a dearth of avenues to meet queer people, suddenly you find yourself with many choices. Sexy, isn’t it?
My parents left India more than 20 years ago, and still view “India” and “being Indian” as what that meant some 20-odd years ago. India has modernized, but my Indian parents have not. While I was born in the states, that means very little as far as who my parents expect me to be – they still expect a sati savitri daughter. While my cousins in India can wear mini-skirts, I’m barely allowed to go out in short sleeves. My one body piercing, when it was discovered, caused quite the uproar, followed by lots of praying on their part – and lots of eye-rolling on mine.
I find it funny how the conservative desis in my community look down on those that get pregnant by accident, get married too young, or elope. It was especially entertaining keeping my partner's "illegitimate child" a secret for three years for the sake of these desis. These conservative desis also look down on us gaysis, but on the other hand, we often don’t have the option of having children “by accident” or getting married “on a whim”.
Comparing the Queer scenario in India to that in the West is like comparing Karela (Bitter Gourd) to an Apple. Although both belong to the Edible Fruit family; Apple is what we are trained to like right from infancy...as for Karela, it’s shrugged aside for its ugly appearance, bitter taste and we couldn’t give a damn about all the goodness it contains.
As someone who followed the Jessica Lal case very closely, watching almost similar turn of events unfold on the celluloid screen in the film No One Killed Jessica was quite emotional. Well so it ended up being. Now mind you, it was a film I knew I would like even before the reviews were up or the film was released.
Non-Queer Corporate Sponsorship for Pride Events?
No. Keep those rich folks out!
Could be considered...
Who cares! I want my Pride!
My younger brother was out to a holiday party, and my parents asked me to come sit with them. I was assuming they wanted to watch an old Malayalam movie with me or something, but in retrospect that would have been the less torturous option. Instead, my parents wanted to discuss my “lesbian tendencies”. I’m beginning to think my dad should copyright the phrase “lesbian tendencies” for usage by future homophobes/jerks.
What is your Queer-est New Year Resolution ? ( 2 Answers allowed )
To Come Out of the Closet
Have my first kiss / get laid !
Educate and Bring
It appeared perfectly straightforward. I thought "Heck, I read every single thing on Gaysi , I am just going to pick all my posts as the best." Apparently, my co-author on this piece [In heart & spirit only, I assure you] Rashmi, had the same 'diabolical idea'. Her exact words were "I am sure you will do a great job!