Archive for the tag Guest Posts

The Closet

We move on, leave people behind Yet; the closet, does not forget and holds the power to unexpectedly remind

Home

I lie down on my bed, I lie down on my bed & look at the ceiling- And I think how all of my family members deserve to get awarded Because of their brilliant acting skills.

Intimacy

Locked lips and my hands on your hips, But your hand, it slips.

Laxmii – A Transphobic Excuse For A Film

The film falls under the genre of horror - comedy, although it fails to elicit any response that is suitable to this label. Infuriatingly, most of the film’s comedy and horror hinges upon the supposed dissonance of watching a cis man perform the mannerisms societally deemed “feminine”.

Gender: Alto

Every Valentine’s Day gig I’m offered, I’m performing along with a cis-man because the hotel wanted a “boy-girl duet” to up their romance quota. This triggers bouts of dysphoria because my voice is what puts me in the “girl” category in such gigs. While being a transman is a part of my identity, being a musician is an even bigger part.

Rainbow Love

SHE — taught me love, moreover made me realize my true self more than anybody ever could. She offered me her friendship and I wanted to offer her all my love and we both met in the middle ground like dawn before the night crept in.

On The Count Of Three

One the count of three, I will ask for your hand for a walk, "You will call me by your name and as I will call you by mine", We will walk by the beach to the sunrise, Sharing a kiss and a moment so divine.

‘Unbelieving’ With Believers

After my sibling and I were diagnosed with the disability, together with our polytheistic family, we climbed auspicious mountains, sat beneath the knees of Gurus, drank an unusual variety of unprocessed fresh milk and underwent a painful therapy where by ‘a miraculously blessed one’ operated on our bare skin with his ‘tactile gift’.

The Becoming

Gehu. Ge hu. Ge hu. Gay hu! Gay hu! Gay hu! That is the story of how I became gay, and, no, I didn't shit my pants when I realised it.

Hug Day

For the word 'hug', I know what it means, I know what its purpose is, I know that it is supposed to provide me with warmth, A shoulder on which i can cry and laugh and talk about weird stuff, A shoulder on which i gently lay my chin.

Freedoms Right

I hope this life brings me this treasure, So the triumph of my struggle will be a measure, To reunite my body and soul, And I will once again become whole.

Disney’s History Of Queer Coding Villains

Throughout history we’ve seen this trend of queer coding in all types of visual media. From indie French films to mainstream Hollywood films, queer coded characters are a common trend. Even in the popular Cartoon Network series, The Powerpuff Girls, we see a queer coded character, HIM.

When You Come Out

It is a new morning. You know you will have to do this over and over and over. Everytime, you get a little bit stronger. Not because it gets easy, but because you know the battleground so well.

An Ode To Anja

In our conversations, we also realized that we converged in our likeness for the same boys. These boys were out of our reach and with whom we could only dream conversations. I tried to show that I was jealous of us liking the same guys, but I don’t think I cared for them anymore.
Type in
Details available only for Indian languages
Settings
Help
Indian language typing help
View Detailed Help