EK MADHAV BAUG

Last evening, at Lok Kala Manch, I revisited a younger version of myself. The play was “EK MADHAV BAUG”, written by the late Chetan Datar and organised by the Delhi-based queer collective “QConnect”. On stage stood Mona Ambegaonkar – alone, luminous, carrying an entire universe in her pauses. Eleven years ago, I watched the same…

The Unbuttoned Shirt

There’s something irresistibly captivating about a man with an unbuttoned shirt. The way the fabric drapes casually, teasing me with glimpses of what lies beneath, ignites a primal fire within me. I vividly recall a scorching summer day when the air clung to my skin and the city simmered in lazy heat. That’s when I…