I thought he was attracted to me and my long hair, so I decided to cut my hair instead.
Whenever I avoid discussions about girls or more typical "guy talks," my schoolmates began to tease me, saying things like, “Tujhe kuch aur chahiye kya."
They didn’t ask questions to put me in binaries; all they said was “doctor.”
Once, when I was traveling on a local train, and I felt someone trying to touch me from behind and then realized I could feel a p3n!s.
"Hum ko nahi chahiye aisa baccha jo jagah jagah humara naam katwaaye."
Hum 90s ke bache hain. Humare pass tab internet ka access nahin tha. Once, I saw an article in a newspaper about a lesbian couple's marriage
I was blinded by love and gifted him things he wished for. He cheated on me multiple times.
Back in 2002 or 2003, "Kaaliyon Ka Chaman" was released. My father was so sweet to bring me a CD of it, and I remember dancing my heart out.
In my heart, I've always identified as trans and non-binary. Pronouns don't really matter to me; as long as you address me with respect, which I didn't receive while growing up.
Everyone said, “This is against the Bible, this is a sin, and you’ll never be forgiven.”