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It didn’t feel like a first kiss even though it was one – it felt like one you share when you reunite after being separated for years. We were, like I said, coming home.
But never found the courage to take away my life.
I think my dad might have a clue about me being gay, but he pretends the opposite.
In that town, I met a boy. I was attracted to him, and he felt the same for me.
“ Jab mere baat hi tumne shikhandi ke vanshaz se shuru kar di, toh kis muh se kahu ki mai ek randi hu”
Our names are our armor and our truth.
"Not all things in this world as he says are black and white ...neither grey , sometimes they don't have colour" as he first enquired about his background.
Yet, through meaningful conversation, the community can strategize, mobilize, and raise awareness about crucial issues.
A Neuroqueer Otis Milburn.
