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Memory and Sexuality

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Editorial: Memory and Sexuality

In our mid-month issue we have an interesting medley of articles many of which talk about the memory of and in the body. Rashi Kapoor presents a therapist’s perspective on body memory and healing, Debanuj Das Gupta offers us a deeply personal and political insight into AIDS, melancholia and queer memory...
A sketch of a woman’s face, covered in multi-coloured strings. In front of it, there’s a black and white outline of a figure with a mask on and holding up a microphone. In front of both figures, is the figure of a smaller woman, holding up a tray and facing behind.

Who am I?

In a world that attempts to reduce my identity to fit the contours of its control and domesticity, I choose to rebel through my existence.
Debanuj DasGupta with Mathew Stuart Jarret. Stewart Jarret plays the character of Belize in the play & the Bethesda Fountain is one of the key Manhattan sites recreated on stage for the play Angels in America.
Debanuj DasGupta with Nathan Stuart Jarret. Stewart Jarret plays the character of Belize in the play & the Bethesda Fountain is one of the key Manhattan sites recreated on stage for the play Angels in America.

AIDS, Melancholia & Queer memory

In this essay, I revisit my early struggles with AIDS diagnosis during the summer of 2003. The recollections allow me to rethink how the New York cityscape and coming out about my HIV status to my parents in India shapes a racialised experience with HIV and AIDS, family relations, and transnational migration. Such a racialised experience is erased within Tony Kushner’s Angels in America.

यादों के ताने बाने उलझाती सुलझाती मैं

चाय पीते-पीते अचानक बारिश की बूंदों की आवाज़ सुनाई दी। मैं ख़ुशी से बाहर झाकने लगी और तुमसे मैंने कहा कि चलो बहार बैठते हैं, भीगते हैं, कितना मज़ा आएगा। तुम हसने लगे और कहा बॉलीवुड का असर है ये, वार्ना भीगने में क्या मज़ा है? अब भी बारिश होते ही मुझे याद आती है…
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