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.
Our understanding of gender and sexuality is built upon growing up in a family and watching other families around us
KA Bodyscapes, the queer-themed Malayalam feature by Jayan K. Cherian, has similarly battled the Censor Board for over a year and half until it finally received an adult certification in 2018.
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.
I wonder if the woman being spoken of understands the events transpiring around her. If she advanced towards an unwelcoming audience or if she has fallen prey to the many stereotypes surrounding us.
For years we have created all sort of genres with hetero-cis plotlines, perhaps Love, Simon proves to be the gateway to mainstreaming the same for queer narratives.
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.
While I believed that slurs can be reclaimed and used as devices of power to combat oppression, my friend did not agree.
Known as born to two men - Shiva and Agni, Kartikeya in Hindu mythology is associated with masculinity, progeny, bravery and strength.
For a moment, I felt numbed by these thoughts. But my heart was adamant. I had to try, life is too small to not express what lies in our heart.
I remember how I used to incorporate my creativity to my exhibitionism, a different scene every time, from coming out in balcony in towel to hang my underwear for drying in sun and dropping my towel by mistake to playing in torn underwear from front and back, I tried all.
I transitioned when I was 18, so living as a woman for the last ten years has mostly eliminated the dysphoria I had from being pigeonholed into a male role, but I still have a strong sense of dysphoria about certain aspects of my body.
By being there for each other & loving each other the way we do, I don’t think we have to prove it to anyone. We are stronger together and people see that.
In the process of sorting through blurry, old memories and trying to over-analyse them, I found the answer in a game that most of us played when we were kids, “Ghar Ghar”.
After 800 years of ignoring who I really was, watching everyone in my clan get paired up with their significant other, and somehow, not fitting in no matter how much I tried was like living queer puberty on loop for centuries.
And I am sure, every lesbian who reads this post can right now be sighing in frustration; frustration which frankly nobody else is going to empathize with.
This is a 2016 German coming of age drama that focuses on the trials and tribulations of young love, friendship, jealousy, and family.
The media coverage of this incident has been cruel, to say the least, towards the queer community.