#indian-authors

[thepersonalwords]

some words bring warmthjust bybeing next to each other.

Sanober Khan

[lexion219997]

Titans by @alllvinho on twitter/x

[quotelr]

You have not failed until you accept your failure.

Udai Yadla

[papenathys]

a poem from my upcoming collection, "there used to be a lake here once" (2024) about losing my grandmother exactly a year ago, on 23rd of february, 2023 after a very sudden illness, and my lingering regrets at being unable to give her what she wanted– the dream of seeing her granddaughter get married. a bengali hindu immigrant from barisal, bangladesh, my thamma was my last surviving grandparent. I never came out to her, as either queer or trans.

author's note: this is a very personal poem written by a trans queer bengali person about their own childhood and coming-of-age. please do not tag this as fictional characters or inspo, removing the bengali and/or trans context. if you want to write about your own experiences or thoughts on dealing with loss as queer folk, I welcome them. terfs and radfems dni.

[bucephaly]

It's kinda shocking to me how few people seem to know how prevalent the 'my great grandmother was cherokee' myth is and how it's almost never actually true, especially when it comes with things like 'never signed up' or 'fell off the trail' or 'courthouse burned down destorying the documentation' etc etc.

People just don't even seem to know the history like.. when the Trail happened. My great great great grandfather was 2 years old during Removal in 1838, so peoples 'my great grandmother hid in the mountains!' is so clearly wrong. And we have rolls. From before and after removal, rolls done by cherokee nation and others by the government, rolls that were not stored in one random flammable courthouse. It's not difficult to find the actual evidence of ancestry.

And just.. there are lots of ways those family stories get started. It was a practice during the confederacy to claim cherokee ancestry to show one's family had 'deep roots in the south' that they were there before the cherokee were removed. Many people pretended to be cherokee and applied for the Guion-Miller payout just to try to steal money meant for cherokees - 2/3rds of the applicants were denied for having 0 proof of actual cherokee ancestry. [We even see lawyers advertising signing up for the Miller roll just to try to get free money.] And the myth even started in some families in the cherokee land lotteries, where the land stolen from us was raffled off, including the house and everything that was left behind when the cherokees were removed. We have seen people whose families just take these things stolen from the cherokee family and adopt them into their own family story, saying that they were cherokee themselves.

If you had some family story about being cherokee and you wanna have proof one way or the other, check out this Facebook group run by expert cherokee genealogists that do research for free. Just please read the rules fully and respect the researchers. They run thousands of people's ancestries a year and their average is only around 0.7% of lines they run actually end up having true cherokee ancestry.

[sodacatz]

I'm so down bad for this man it's not even funny

[maihonhassan]

When Franz Kafka Said,

“I cannot make anyone understand what’s happened.”

And Wajid Shaikh Wrote,

“Be-basi hain ek chubhan si hai, khush hain par ik ghutan si hain.”

[sajra-savera]

Him : What's your biggest dream?

Me : To be a writer. I lied...partially.

I almost said that, "Yes I dream to be a writer but before this one, I'd like to be yours first. And god, I want people to read my works so bad, but would it be possible to somehow learn how to read hands first? Cause god knows how I wish if I could just read the palms of my hands and know whether you were in my destiny or not. I know you'd ask me then will I give up if I do not see you there? Well, definitely not. Hell, I want to write till my hands are fully covered in ink and am not able to write anymore but first things first, I want my fingertips to be kissed by you, every time I write you a poetry. Surely, I want to be so famous that every single person on this earth knows me but most of all, I'd like you to know me...see me. In every way possible. Yes, my dream is to be a writer. But my biggest dream? That's you."

But instead I just smiled. If only he knew...

[hussyknee]

Seeing characters in romance stories just jetting between countries at a moment's notice with no thought for visa; seeing airports as sites of triumphant climaxes and romantic denouements instead of places of fear and danger where a sword hangs above your head— it all breaks off little pieces of my heart. They're constant reminders that my people will never be human enough in the colonial world order to be allowed to move freely around it. No matter what your race, those non-refugees living in the Global North will never understand what it's like to be part of a global ghetto where your passport is nothing but a trembling supplication and humiliation.

[catbrarian]

came across a few books from the horror genre by indian authors at a cafe i visited. this looked like an impressive collection from a very niche genre. the titles include:

ghosts in our backyard by alisha ‘priti’ kripalani

spooky stories by kaveri gopalkrishnan

the haunting of delhi city by jatin bhasin and suparna chawla bhasin

india’s most haunted by k. hari kumar

[thepersonalwords]

a single poemthe thing that can keep melight on my feet,when my soul isheavy with sorrow.

Sanober Khan, A Thousand Flamingos

[oatmealcrisp-freak]

Danny Fenton Phantom is trans and mixed race I'm just saying

[aahanna]

"My reads for this month are going to be these "

Indian author edition

[papenathys]

My Bengali trans queer debut poetry collection There Used to Be a Lake Here Once was mentioned for the 2024 Pride Collection of Writers Workshop, an Indian independent publishing house. In this list, my book is featured alongside some of my greatest poetry inspirations– the works of Suniti Namjoshi, Agha Shahid Ali, Hoshang Merchant.

If you want to support Indian queer voices, small literary press, trans poetry or just read about growing up in Kolkata as a queer kid in the 2000s, you can buy my book here.

[bucephaly]

Its hard enough trying to deal with people who are engaging with me genuinely without people getting on my thread solely to harass me because he saw me being passionate abt something and thinks I'm insane and beneath him. Tired of trying to genuinely engage and educate people even when they're being pricks just for people to come and waste my fucking time poking at me for fun. Jesus christ

[anirregularperson]