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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The Faces I’ve Worn

I'm openly Bisexual, and I hate that label. All labels, for that matter. Gender, as I've come to know, is abstract.

Before You Go

I wish I could have come out to you before you left. I wish I had just five more minutes with you, to tell you all about me.

An All Inclusive Love

One such hurdle I am currently trying to overcome, is understanding my sexuality. Most of us go through phases where we question or experience something unique in terms of relationships and the kind of love we accept.

Poem: Just A Person

Here, bisexuality is more like bye sexuality like gay, but not gay enough, like double the options (or so you think) but eight times the panic.

Poem: A Naïve Sin

I stand still looking down at your hand holding the knife, My body is trembling with fear but you want me to pay you with my life. The spectators want me to plead for forgiveness in this time, So forgive me, for I didn't know love was a crime.

Not Just A ‘Tomboy’

All my three years as an undergraduate in sound school, I was the only girl in an entire batch of around 70 students. I figured I’d have no problem blending in with other boys as I always thought we were very much alike. But apparently, they didn’t see it that way.

Me, Your Desi-Drag King

A lot of people have questioned my gender identity. I have a rather dominant masculine exterior which is often mistaken for me wanting to be a man.

Nothing New

I don't see my queerness or my non-binaryness as the only relevant thing about me. But often, without my consent, it becomes the only thing relevant about me for others, especially in public, which in turn forces me to constantly perform to be allowed some basic things.

Moving Towards Oblivion

I clearly remember when I first dreamed about a family. It was the day I read about WHO report and how homosexuality is not a mental disorder. Sitting in my bedroom I decided that I will get married to a guy, have a small house, have kid/s and a pet (mostly dog), and will live happily ever after.

Poem: Dress Man

first time I put a dress on no, not a dress shirt! a dress it had polka dots and flower pots a ribbon at the back to accentuate the waist or cut lunch some slack
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