Archive for the category Personal Stories

Personal stories category consists of random thoughts, rants and experiences of Gaysis (and supporters) about the world around them.

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My Body Is Not An Error

Intersex people spend a lot of their lives doing this emotional labor for others because they are inherently responsible to be born an error.

Dear Beloved.

As a kid, I wanted to be the strongest girl in class; I wanted to hand-wrestle better than any of the boys, and have them stare at me in admiration. They did. I could beat all of them in a single sitting.

Dear Queer Artists.

By the time I was 9 years old, I had decided that Nikhil from Daddy would break my heart at the tender age of 18 - leaving me floundering in a state of melodramatic, bangle-breaking depression - until I was ready to be rescued from Heartbreak™ and my own female fragility, by my superhero: Raj from DDLJ. But alas, my childhood fantasy remained unfulfilled.

5 Crushes All Women Who Love Women Have Succumbed To

Over the years, I’ve experienced a plethora of WLW crushes of fluctuating degrees – which usually range from sugary-sweet and ecstatic to mind-numbingly painful. Upon introspection, I’ve been able to pinpoint 6 crushes that almost all WLW experience at some point in their queer journey.

All Poets Have A Sad Story

If I wasn’t feeling like shit because I was turned on by girls (one girl in particular), I’m sure I would have found something else to hate myself for. I was young, female, loud, and had a body. Society does this to you. It moulds you till you are all soft woundable spots, and then it makes you kick yourself.

The Booth

I tried to remember if the booth on screen is the same booth that I and my partner usually go and get a security check from. I couldn’t recognise it. I stopped thinking and concentrated on the film.

Poem: The Only One

I want to tell him how I feel, How I struggle to sleep, That fear of the two letter word, Makes me weep, He is The Only One.

A Beginners’ Guide To Being A Bisexual Muslim

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.

Poem: How Do You Know?

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

Deficit

I have been told to be less so many times – be less big, be less loud, be less intimidating, be less of so much. I have been less so many times.

My Closeted Lover

Loving someone who is in the closet taught me how to manage my feelings and changed the way our everyday lives unfolded. I realised that being with someone who is in the closet means respecting them and their privacy, and being supportive.
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