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Stunning photos debunk the myth that queerness is “un-African.”
Mikael Chukwuma Owunna created “a queer African home for myself and others where we can be LGBTQ, African and whole.”
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Photographer Braden Summers traveled to several diverse countries to showcase that no matter who you are, love is love. Because there is a misconception of what being gay looks like he went out to photograph only gay couples.
Bisexual, A Series: Part 1
“I call myself bisexual because I acknowledge that I have in myself the potential to be attracted – romantically and/or sexually – to people of more than one sex and/or gender, not necessarily at the same time, not necessarily in the same way, and not necessarily to the same degree.” Robin Ochs
The first person I kissed was a girl. She was on the curvier side, with colorful braces and big thick hair covered by her scarf. We went to the same private Muslim school, where all the female students were required to wear a uniform that consisted of a headscarf, a plaid jumper with a white long sleeves top under, and tan khaki pants. The idea behind this uniform was to cover every inch of skin besides our hands and face. The shape of our breasts and our butts were to be completely covered and concealed at all costs. Why? Well, for the sake of the male students of course. We wouldn’t want to distract them from their studies, or worse, suggest to them that we are sexual beings.
Anyways, this girl, she was a close friend of mine. She had a boyfriend; in this school, this meant that she was holding hands with a boy before and after school, maybe they even kissed once or twice. I remember her telling me about him and how she was worried he was cheating on her. She was definitely on the right track. I didn’t tell her he was texting me flirtatiously and suggesting that we exchange nude photos. Regardless, she was on edge about her relationship. Given that we were both extremely anxious about boys and wanted to be good at kissing them when the time came, we figured that practicing on each other was the most rationale solution. Although her reason for kissing me seemed innocent on the surface, I realize now that she needed comfort and someone that made her feel attractive, and I was that person. So, on a late Ramadan night, in our empty school cafeteria (which was connected to the mosque), we kissed. Of course we laughed quite a bit before building up the courage, but eventually we quickly pecked each other’s lips. We were both embarrassed, flushed, and paranoid, so we left it at that. A couple of nights later, we found ourselves inside a private room of the mosque. We decided to try again, but this time we would try to kiss for 1 minute. It was wet and definitely not sexy, but I knew I enjoyed it and I was very attracted to her.
Here is where things got complicated. A couple of weeks after our little make-out session, I gave in to her boyfriend’s texts and sent him a nude photo. This quickly led to him and I making out in the boy’s bathroom. The complication began when I discovered that kissing him felt exactly like kissing the girl. I hoped that being with a boy would be different…that it would be better because it was more “valid”. But they honestly felt the same (except for the fact that the boy had bad dental hygiene and really did not know how to kiss). Of course, I suppressed these feelings so that I would not have to deal with understanding my sexuality while surrounded by strict Muslim parents and a strict Muslim school. However in college, I met someone who changed my life forever. She helped me face my sexuality and so many other inner turmoils this private school created. More on her in part 2!
For the Indian Queer community, Sridevi was an icon. Here’s why.
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Delhi Celebrates Its 10th Pride Parade!
Bisexual Blog
Hey there! I made a bisexual blog for muslim bisexuals. There are almost no sign of them in the media and no one dicusses whats it like to be bisexual espically a muslim one. The only conflict discussed ever is not being fully accepted by the gay community which is a very minor issue comparing to all the feelings bisexuals face. There is little signs of bisexuality in the media as a whole let alone bisexual muslims. Some may feel like they dont fit with straight people or with gay people they feel unheard and misunderstood. A lot of them ignore their same sex sexual attraction because they feel blessed with ability to love the opposite sex. lost trying to fit in somewhere So i created this little blog to have a little bisexual community for all muslims out there. To share any feelings concerns and to remind them of the beauty of being who they are and the beauty of god. Could you please Reblog this whatever your sexuality is I really want to get it out there :) https://www.tumblr.com/blog/bisexualmuslims
Meet Zari, Sesame Street’s New Afghan Addition –
She’s here to teach children in Afghanistan about feminism and emotional well-being.
“Regular Irregularities”: An intimate look inside the lives of a queer couple
Photoseries by the Kolkata-based Pritesh Pal who says about this project: “Most of the projects around the queer issues focus on either the grievances or biasing of a view. With this series, I tried to present a homosexual couple engaged in their regular day to day activities, which are no less different from the way a heterosexual couple behaves. This is my blow to hetero-normativity. I believe that my work shows them in their own light, in their very basic self, and hence, becomes fundamental to understanding the concept of equality irrespective of the sexual identity. I come from a very homophobic environment where homosexuality is still looked upon as an issue worth mocking. This is my way of showing the warmth that exists in love, be it between people of any sex, gender or persona.” [via]
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Fearing her Pakistani Muslim parents wouldn’t accept her, this class of ’17 grad ran away days after earning her degree, only to face the Bay Area’s own biases.
“I don’t have a problem with being a Desi queer woman. But I think the queer community is not as accepting of Asians, and the South Asian community is not as accepting of LGBT individuals. I grew up in a very white, suburban place, and I hated being Desi. But then when I got to college, I learned that the reason I hated myself was racism and colonization. I started missing my Desi self so much–the food, the language, Bollywood movies. In college I fell in love with being Desi.
Now, in the Bay Area, I have this longing to be integrated with Desi culture, and that’s been really hard for me. A lot of the South Asians here are connected through their families and are childhood friends. I don’t know how to introduce myself into those groups. I think some of [my South Asian coworkers] assume that because I’m gay, I must be really Westernized–that I must not speak Hindi or Urdu, or that I don’t know Desi culture that well. And it’s the exact opposite. I’m so proud to be Desi.”
The blast struck during the morning rush hour in an Afghan neighborhood that is home to several embassies and is not far from the presidential palace.
New Home Office rules would send gay asylum seekers back to Afghanistan, where homosexuality is illegal