Voices
India’s Daughter: When Men Come Together, But Women Stand Divided
Two weeks before India’s Daughter made it to the headlines, I came across this new pledge for Delhi school kids,…
By Shweta Krishnan
In Transit
I could have called it transformation instead of transitioning. But it became clear to me that transitioning does not necessarily imply a caterpillar-butterfly story but that it means a gradual acceptance of the self (and the self is ever-transitioning); of being comfortable in your own skin (even if it means shedding skin); of perfecting your act (even if it means learning a few new things).
By Rishit Wishit
September 17, 2018
In the Name of the Mother….
A basic analysis of the most powerful swear words reveals that the vast majority are somehow related to sex (as in the act) or sexuality.
By Suchitra Dalvie
May 1, 2018
In Search of Ochin Pakhi
The aim of this piece is to bring to light the inherent queerness marking Baul folk music in Bengali, an oral undocumented spiritual expression that transcends heterosexual impositions and classism.
By Taniya Basu
June 17, 2025
In conversation with Sheema Kermani
Sheema Kermani is a cultural activist, theatre practitioner, theatre director and a known Pakistani exponent of Indian classical dance. She had studied Bharatanatyam…
By TARSHI
July 1, 2014
Illegally Adult: The Strange Case of Alisha Major
She was 17 when she was rescued from a dance bar. Now she’s 18 and she wants to go back. As an adult. And dance again. That’s what Alisha wrote in a letter to the Child Welfare Committee.
Alisha’s letter may be one of a kind. It doesn’t matter. It may even be a scam of sorts, in that she was pushed to write it. Doesn’t matter. What’s interesting is the jumble that it throws up, if you look at her choices through eyes that are not hers.
By Bishakha Datta
June 17, 2016
ILLEGALLY ADULT: THE STRANGE CASE OF ALISHA MAJOR
She was 17 when she was rescued from a dance bar. Now she’s 18 and she wants to go back. As an adult. And…
By Bishakha Datta
January 2, 2018
If Mountains Can Move …
Language itself is being plugged as a resource, to be shared with those who share similar politics, or if not, at least to move them along in that direction. And people who speak, think, love and live differently are targeted as “the other”.
By Nandini Rao
June 17, 2025
I Wish I May, I Wish I Might Have the Wish, I Wish Tonight
While we were researching women’s access to public space in Mumbai under the aegis of the Gender and Space Project,…
By Shilpa Phadke
August 15, 2015
I will meet you post quarantine
A kiss for the side of your neck One for the last of your back For a year that we…
By Aishwarya Shrivastav
December 1, 2021
I want to 377 you so bad (and Other Poems)
i want to 377 you so bad till even the sheets hurt i want to ache your knees singe your…
By Akhil Katyal
June 17, 2015
I Walked Out in My Night Dress
There it was the road I was looking for, / Where I walked in my night dress / under the morning sun, / with no sleeves and no legs / with no bra and no shame.
By Tanya Sharma
August 2, 2016
I May Have Called You Baby But It Doesn’t Mean I Want One!
Some nights I worry that if birth control for men is indeed released, clinical trials of which were suspended in 2016 as its side effects, incidentally the same as what women have been dealing with for ages, were just not worth it, it would be named Fuckboi.
By Anjali
August 14, 2020
March 17, 2026
I am in love. I always have been.
Into my friendships, I poured every bit of romance that my passionate heart possessed; even today, I can’t say I’ve ever quite gotten out of the habit.
By Malavika Krishna Kumar
November 17, 2025