“I’m lucky.” She smiled with her eyes half open.
How many you say
Must there be my kind?
Some must be east facing, some west
Some under some and some on top.
Like the sunshine of the morning sky,
Let your love flow high and high,
The season is so warm and pretty,
Let the sunshine never die...
It will shatter those dreams and hopes in your eyes, and it will wipe that mesmerizing smile off your face for a long long time to come.
Fresh towels and fluffy pillows
Fresh smelling skin with a perfect blend on the taste buds
The play is set as the eponymous Brahman/i's, an intersex Indian American comedian, autobiographical stand-up routine.
When Women's Health India reached out to Gaysi to write for their "Girl Meets World" column in their 2nd anniversary issue this April - we jumped at it!
So it was only natural that I wondered if anyone had ever analyzed if such an arrangement would be any good in the LGBT situation as well.
It was Nasreen's idea to play a marriage between two dolls. We would make a pandal, decorate the brides, and exchange little gifts.
I have been pondering this question for a while now: can two people in a relationship consciously uncouple?
This world is filled with closets.
And someday, I will learn to live without a single one.
If Spring Comes, Can Summer Be Far Behind?
I close my eyes, remembering all those
tiny fleeting moments which
I have captured in my memory.
They are the ones I live with.
At the Lodhi crematorium,
as the fire took her - outside
it was still raining - our hugs then
Because baby, look at me, I'm so silly. I'm a fool, 'coz you're so pretty.
I just love cock! Which in simpler scientific terms is called the male penis!
A staunch Gaysi supporter and a long time Ally, Rukun has taken it upon herself to find her soul mate. Before her dad does that is.
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.