People often ask me, “Why do you write?” and though, in their minds, they have already crafted my answer, my response usually shocks or worries them. “So that I never drink another drop of alcohol again,” I say, or write, as honestly as I can. The response usually elicits a soft gasp, or stammer, or …
I don’t remember the first time I realized I was different. But I do remember how those differences made me feel. Broken. Unlovable. Worthless. The laughter, remarks, and even the subtlest of sounds hit my ears like a shotgun fired that continued its torturous ringing until the wee hours of the night. “Here comes …
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Initially, I used to talk, walk, dress-up and do makeup like girls do. When I went to school, boys used to tease me, beat me and call me a chhakka (a third gender person/eunuch). They used to drag me to the washroom and make me touch their private parts, and I used to run away …
I was a very flamboyant and a lively child. I’d play outside with friends from the start to the end of the day, lost within countless hours. I was 11 years old when I first experienced gender-based discrimination. My school would offer various extra-curricular activities from crafting, sewing, various sports, as well as singing and …
[dropcap]T[/dropcap]hose were the days of my youth when I was twenty-five. My days were not like any typical girl. It was way more difficult and challenging than one could imagine, at least from my perspective, since I fell in love, back then, when even talking about love was looked down upon. It ain’t that love …
13th October 2014, when Hudhud cyclone struck the boundaries of some states of India, she (my daughter) came to my life, after enduring the unbearable pain. After one week, the process in our family started, for giving her a name so that her birth certificate could be prepared. Finally, the name was decided to be …
