For Hayle, a few swipes helped her find a home that can be carried around like a favourite cuddly blanket of comfort around the world.
of long-lost diaries
pages spilled with secrets
for me to devour.
Our is our first user sent Tinder story!
While questioning my gender and understanding the ‘concepts’ of masculinity and femininity only came to me years later, that was an eye-opener for me.
No red, no yellow, no grey,
How do hearts actually beat;
When we say goodbye?
The art within these walls and stairwells has already found its ways into art collections and audience’s homes and offices. Finally, there is room to breathe. Me We provides that, and raises the bar for LGBTQ art exhibits.
Screams the news,
Of her love letter to her
Where words bared their souls;
While clothed in desire.
I remember how I used to incorporate my creativity to my exhibitionism, a different scene every time, from coming out in balcony in towel to hang my underwear for drying in sun and dropping my towel by mistake to playing in torn underwear from front and back, I tried all.
In the process of sorting through blurry, old memories and trying to over-analyse them, I found the answer in a game that most of us played when we were kids, “Ghar Ghar”.
The presence of someone queer has always been powerful. This is not just because the individual is or was powerful, but also because the difference that they bring to the standard ways of life.
For me, the best thing about any Queer Film Fest is that in a short period of three days, these movies expose you to the gigantic spectrum of issues and narratives of LGBTQ+ people all around the globe.
This is a 2016 German coming of age drama that focuses on the trials and tribulations of young love, friendship, jealousy, and family.
I could feel her hands on the small of my back, longing to feel the rest of me, but hesitant.
The 9th edition of the Bangalore Queer Film Festival (BQFF), that spanned from 9th March to 11th March, screened a staggering 89 films from over 30 countries.
Papa, I have not been an ideal child. We have fought plenty over the choices I have made in life.
Searching about a public place, known by word of mouth, in pursuit of a partner for sex, and the good and bad that follows, are the lived experiences of nearly every gay man in India- married, closeted, young and hopeful.
I remember watching the L word in the early years of college when I didn’t move with the feminist agency I do now. As a younger more impressionable queer woman, the highbrow posh characters of the show sunk their teeth in fast and I was hooked. But something seemed off.
I wonder how you feel right now,
In the arms of another comfort,
In tandem, resonant.
Parents and their need to embarrass their kids! But I guess I can’t complain. I got myself the nicer half of the deal; at least they’re accepting.
Whether I love doing drag, I am yet to figure.