Nirmala: The Mud Blossom: Coming Soon To Cry Out To Your Heart by Fiza Pathan There is a difference between the cry of the cock and the bleating of a young lamb…there also is a difference between the gaze of the wise owl and the stare of the fanged serpent. In this very way I too am different from you. There is a difference between the blood shed on the battle field and … [Read more...] about Nirmala: The Mud Blossom: Coming Soon To Cry Out To Your Heart
Fiza Pathan
‘The Liberated Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
The Liberated Hijra by Fiza Pathan My name is Fray Dickenson and I am a journalist from California. I’ve been working on various topics for the past thirteen years, especially topics and events taking place that is reshaping Asia. I’ve always been very confident with all my topics and my research. My boss loves my work and I have a full column all to myself in the … [Read more...] about ‘The Liberated Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
#shortstory ‘Kasha: The love of a Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
Kasha: The love of a Hijra by Fiza Pathan My name is Lily and I am a Hijra belonging to the Hijra or the eunuch community of Mumbai. My Guru baptized me with this name after my operation, when my private parts were chopped off from my body infront of all my Hijra friends and elders, as a sign that now I had become one of them. My Guru named me Lily, for she felt that I was … [Read more...] about #shortstory ‘Kasha: The love of a Hijra’ by Fiza Pathan
#stories ‘Asexual Vishaka’ by Fiza Pathan
Asexual Vishaka by Fiza Pathan Many of us hear about someone being LGBT that is Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender. We have got college friends, office colleagues, bar friends and most of the time people in our own families who are Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual or Transgender. However, when I learnt what I was . . . I was shocked that even I had a label in the ‘queer’ … [Read more...] about #stories ‘Asexual Vishaka’ by Fiza Pathan
#shortstory ‘The Birthmark’ by Fiza Pathan
The Birthmark by Fiza Pathan I come from a small village in Karnataka where I used to stay with my family which consisted of my father, mother, an unmarried uncle and two elder brothers. All of us children looked like our mother. We all had her dusky Dravidian complexion and we all had a birthmark on the waist just like our mother had. When I was born, there was a … [Read more...] about #shortstory ‘The Birthmark’ by Fiza Pathan