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A photograph of differently coloured cloths hanging from poles in front of a train station in Mumbai, at night

The Last Local To Vashi

I gave myself the freedom to choose. And I chose to re-examine my assumptions. Maybe it was possible to ask strange men for directions without being afraid of seeming vulnerable. Maybe I could plan my outfit without bothering about the fact that I would be travelling on public transport.
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बेटे का पत्र, पिता के नाम

आज वैश्विक और स्थानीय रूप से हम जहाँ भी हैं, मैं दिल से आपको धन्यवाद देना चाहता हूँ कि आपने मुझे हमेशा ही मजबूत और निर्भीक रहना सिखाया है।
A ball made of delicate white threads is lightened up.
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Editorial: Freedom and Sexuality

Freedom and sexuality – it sounds so liberating to some. But to some others, freedom is the spark that can light the powder keg of sexuality. And that is why the sexual freedoms we have are so precious. In Freedom and an F word, Radhika Chandiramani brings us face to face with a thought that…
Back profile of two women walking on the street

Interview: Shilpa Phadke

‘Why would you want to loiter?’ is an excellent question to ask feminist researcher, parent, educator and activist Dr. Shilpa Phadke. Shilpa believes loitering, just being, just hanging out in public places, is about ‘claiming the city with your body’. One of the co-authors of the book, ‘Why Loiter: Women and Risk on Mumbai’s Streets’…

A Café of Our Own?: The Politics of Queer Spatiality in Urban India

This essay is a brief rumination about queer café’s in urban India. Written as part reflection, part recollection, this essay began as a conversation between two scholars/activists who make their life between New Delhi, Kolkata, and two different university campuses in the United States. Both of us are interested in the materiality of queer spaces…
A broken piece of copper-shaded lipstick on the right, with lipstick marks of copper and yellow lisptick smudged on the left.
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The Blindness to my Desire

I won’t shy away from a kiss, In my head I have already devoured you. I don’t want you to write paeans On how my hair dreamily cascades down my waist Or how the wind plays with my earrings Or how my beauty stopped you in your tracks And rendered you unable to function. I…
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Freedom and an F Word

What do you think of when you put the words freedom and sexuality together? Orgies? Polyamory? Sex with no unwanted consequences? Acceptance of all sorts of sexual desires? The freedom to be free of sex (as in the act, as well as sex as determined by genitals, chromosomes and hormones)? Perhaps you think of all…
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