I realised that there is a fear of women who are in charge of their sexuality
A quick Google Search shows that people identifying as trans or gender non-conforming often face issues when traveling.
I wish this change in the law had happened a little sooner, but I am hoping that young children are not bullied the way I was back in school for my identity.
While questioning my gender and understanding the ‘concepts’ of masculinity and femininity only came to me years later, that was an eye-opener for me.
The magic in community is in it's spell of gluing people who may have never met and who may never meet.
Jo and T met on Tinder, and the rest went down in Instagram posts.
Do bios make the person or does the person make the bio?
The mornings of Mumbai winters aren't particularly chilly but that day I felt chills run down my body and it sort of made me shiver but then again.
I realized expressing oneself freely in the public sphere whether through dance or any other medium for that matter, can be a complicated for gender and sexual minorities.
In search of brown faces like my own, what I find are white people. Skinny people. And a standard of androgyny that entirely depends upon a binary concept of gender.
Be warned, these might not be the glamorous answer you were looking for. But even though my stones aren’t real diamonds, they sparkle more brightly.
One day she excitedly told me about how she recently read an article on Facebook titled "10 celebrities you probably didn’t know were Gay" and found out that Sam Smith was gay.
At home, one must be loved, comfortable and able to grow. Identity and acceptance are a large part of how good and welcome someone feels in their ‘home’.
As flyers and posters flood the streets of New York City, I think to myself: what if I do this? What if, for one day, my queerness, my transness, my identity was out in the streets?
At the age of 18, I was in a railway station when I saw her
In a sari, decked up.
With flowers in her hair and I felt something.
Attraction? Nothing mild about it.
Coming out to myself has made it less surreal and more tangible and since then I have been subtly coming out to few trusted friends here and there. Some were shocked, some were neutral and some came out as bisexual and asexual themselves.
Like most women, my sexuality is somewhat fluid and my identity has changed over the years: as a teenager and early on in my transition I defined myself as bisexual, then as a lesbian.
Having been out to my parents for some time, I didn’t expect any resistance, and I didn’t expect any excitement either. Like my sexual and gender identity, this too was just some random thing happening in my life that they chose to stay unbothered about.
I am 25, single as single can be and still struggle to gather the courage and let that cute guy next door know I really really really really really really really like him!
I for one try not to hate people for finding drag uncomfortable, because hate is a useless and damaging emotion. I see this story instead as an attempt to build conversation around the phobia.