I fall in love with Gwen.
I think I really fell for her (literally fell) when she started jumping on stage and doing push ups for no apparent reason.
Between Borivili to Churchgate
How many men and how many stains ?
Call Me Kuchu is powerful, poignant commentary, not just on the situation in Uganda, but on what it means to be queer and brave.
I walked out of the ‘closet’ into the broad sunshine with a nice shiny bright rainbow full of promises, there was no looking back!
Last Sunday, Gaysi went on an impromptu adventure with the Hijras of Nehru Nagar, Juhu.
The Stree is right here - as a peer, as a shoulder, and as someone who might have possibly walked in the same (pinching) shoes as you.
We take a rick, run up the stairs home and get into the flat, lock the door and start taking clothes off – and man, the clothes just came off in an instant.
I was happy with my arrangements when one April morning my sister called me and told me that she had got through TISS.
ROL was an effort to liberate, to emancipate, to earn a little glory and a gentle nudging process for a few that thought that “Queer-ism” is all about sex.
My zodiac makes me emotional and moody
Passionate but also terribly broody
I loved that the evening not only opened up a few dialogues but a few minds too.
In our collective post valentine's haze, I think back on times in my life that embodied romance and I suppose the keycard is one of my favorite stories.
One year in college when I had a huge banner put up outside the college canteen just to wish someone.
This is one hatke list you cannot afford to ignore!
I thought I'd pay a tribute to these highly underrated, extremely sexy women.
I know when you wake up and go to the loo
Stalk your Twitter and Facebook.
An apt time for a reality check in the hope that a sedentary month is not representative of its remaining siblings to come.
It must have been a gay mosquito.
You know that one with the showy hinds,
Stripped and patterned?
‘Mumbai Monologues’ is a brand spanking new show by Agaram Productions that bought you last years South Asian Writers festival.
Contemplating my next selfie. Wondering if Kalki Koechlin had an opinion on brightly colored pants... And that's when I saw you.