An idea dawned on me. I asked him if I could call him via the app, without making it a video call, so that we could talk to each other. He immediately agreed. I remember thinking to myself: how can someone be so accommodating?
At 43 years of age, I did not have much to boast of in terms of a personal life. Here I was - a single, gay man living away from my family for nearly 15 years, with many unsuccessful attempts at finding love and some unremarkable short flings.
A narrative cannot be silenced because it is falls outside the current norm. Onir tells us what makes him proud to be more.
Sadat’s book is a heartfelt coming-of-age story of a young boy who not only has to deal with the struggles of being gay in a conservative society but also has to survive war, starvation and intense loss while doing so.
A recently concluded presentation, 'Four Play' is an interactive performance art piece, curated and performed by Patruni Chidananda Sastry, a dancer and performance artist – along with theatre artist, Sajiv Palasa.
The book, only available in South Asia currently has been garnering attention for its view of Afgan society. Nemat sits down with Gaysi to discuss his debut book, queer narratives from Afghanistan and how literature has a role to transform how politics of the marginalised continue to be viewed.
Less is an episodic and satirical picaresque tale about an almost-fifty gay author who concludes that the best way to avoid lovelorn misery is a literature and food-fueled trip around the world.
It’s a chilly, Friday evening when Maulana – with his wide, expressive eyes and ochre, paan-stained teeth – announces that Islam considers the marriage of a man and a woman to be a contract. You giggle and blush, unaccustomed to conversations about the M-word.
how do you know it's girls?
i wonder as my friend comes out to me
how do you know the limit of your love?
and somehow, weird quizzes dragged me all over the internet
Until recently, the conversation on sexuality and gender in the workspace was minuscule. This attitude also extends to academia, wherein queer individuals often report feeling alone, unwelcome and unsupported.
Aneesha, who teamed up with photographer Harish and stylist Divya, collaborated for NAAZ to give us a glimpse of what it means to live in a post-377 India through 6 young voices of the community.
Shyam and Bunty
Sucking on ripe mangoes,
And so, in the cool shade of the Gulmohar tree,
They bend and break their first ever rule.
I shall retrace our footsteps- which do not exist anymore, a thousand times over. Then visit the quaint little bookshop we went to, sit in a corner, unobserved & longingly sigh.
In Denmark, especially Copenhagen, everyone is very open-minded. Everything is very accepted—you can be whoever you want to be.
An armchair critic up to the age of 30. I finally decided to take the plunge and come out publicly in 2004. I had been out to close friends and family for a decade. The catalyst for my activism was the Islamist movement and its growing influence within communities like mine in Luton.
'The Song of Achilles' is a book based on the mythology, and supposed relationship of Achilles, a half-god who was destined to be the best warrior of his generation, and Patroclus, an awkward, prince disliked by his father, who is exiled to live in Achilles' kingdom, along with several other exiled princes.
An abnormality he thought,
And then with himself he fought.
He thought of himself as foul,
So god's help he sought.
Manifestations of internalized homophobia can include: denial of sexual orientation to oneself and others, attempts to alter or change one’s sexual orientation, discomfort with other gay people, unsafe sexual practices and other destructive risk-taking behaviours, including risk for HIV and other STIs.
It was a Sunday afternoon in Delhi, and the sun blazed hot with warm winds touching the skin. He met Naman for the last time in his tiny apartment, the apartment where they had first met.
A piece of adhesive
Of the colour red.
The scream of a woman -
“Chakka hai ki ladki?”
Her spectacled eyes
Upon my bindi.