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Do You Dare Confess Your One Sided Love?
He loves someone else, but he doesn't mind me loving him in this one-sided fashion.
Breaking My Heart And Finding Myself
Imran on why queer break-ups are hard, but you can't lose yourself entirely in love.
QUESTIONS. RUMINATION. CONVERSATION Or What is he doing right now?
Bad Habits, Good Women: My Conversations with Nuns
Unmarried, celibate, religious – is every nun the same kind of woman? Nikhita finds out!
The Woman In The Closet
"I never considered my ajji was not always my ajji"
My Wobbly Bits: Making Friends with My New-Old Body
In my 50's, I'm rearing a kid by myself and greeting new body parts ever so frequently.
The Case Of The Missing Butterflies In My Tummy
I thought if I gave myself a push, I’d fall into the hormone pool everyone was swimming in.
See-Saw Sexual Confidence Ka!
What people said brought their sexual confidence up or down!
Bodies in Pain: Reclaim, not Shame
Angel's journey of accepting that her period pain was real, not imaginary or inconsequential.
Can Your Vulnerability Make You Mean? Mine Did.
What memories can a unexpected apology from a childhood bully bring up?
Whose is the Voice in our Head? The (Mis)adventures of Vulnerability and Vetaal
A series of comics on what #VulnerABILITY says to us in our worst moments.
“Being well-adjusted to this world is no measure of being well”- Vulnerability, Strength and Mental Health
A conversation with Sonal Giani!
To Think Of All the Bisexual Love I’ve Missed!
I’m 28 and I recently realized I’m bisexual.
How the Internet Changed the Way We Make Friends
What does it mean to form bonds in the world of digital connections?
Self-love, And Other Jarring Tasks I Am Forced To Perform During Lockdown
What if lockdown loneliness found you new love?
I am Big and Beautiful
A fat woman rises to own her sexuality, desire and desirability
A Prostitute and A Saviour: A Diary
A trans-person's journey through sex-work and back
How Masturbation Helped Me Cope With Heartbreak
Masturbation and other remedies for rejection.
TWO OR THREE THINGS I LEARNED FROM BEING ALONE
How living alone during a pandemic changes how we think of our wellness.
My Body In Bed Isn’t Any Kind of Map To Pleasure
What is intimacy like when it’s traumatic to live in your body/head?
My Struggle To Live and Love With Vaginismus
How does trauma manifest in our bodies and our intimacies
Dear Girls Who Sent Nudes, Thank You
What leaking of nude pictures says about betrayal of consent and privacy.
I Took A Nude Selfie. It Changed My Life.
After years of hiding, can a nude selfie get Ini to see her body in a new light?
Can I Open The Window And Let Go Of The Past?
A journey back to a room full of a traumatic memory to seek reconciliation.
What Did Your Father Do?
In a Father’s Day special, Swati recalls the most special moments spent with her "un-special" Baba.
Call Me Rama: Reading Baba
A woman re-discovers the man her father was through his writings.
Lockdown Diaries: There's A Naked Woman In My Mirror! F*** It's ME!
When there is nobody to call us beautiful, what might we discover while binge-watching ourselves?
Does Size Matter? A True Story
For a man with a small penis, porn and condoms can unite in a nightmare.
As A Man Am I Condemned To Choose Violence Over Love? Maybe Not.
I hit her. The realisation of what I did, and the guilt it brought is unbearable even now.
A Mudblood Child of a Love Marriage
From my parents’ inter-caste marriage, I learned that love was worth hardship
How Shru Stopped Hating Herself (With A Little Help From Her Dad)
From self-harm and shame, to learning to be your own hero!
Menopause: A Poem
"My tongue has sharpened."
How I Grew Out of My Turbulent Teens
Life as a schoolgirl was about trying to fit in; to be seen and not seen; self-hate and self-harm. Talking about it to other people was the first step in a new direction
My Male Friends and I Talked About Sex Constantly, But Not How We Really Felt About It
I’m trying to unlearn everything I’d absorbed in predominantly male spaces. It’s making me a better person.
My First Time Taught Me How Not to Have Sex
I Thought Dye-ing Young Would Make Me More Desirable. Twenty-Three Years Later, I’m Ready to Stop
Trying to hide white hair now seems like an avoidable agony
How Dancing Helped Me Fix My Broken Heart
There is no gender in dance. Pick your gender for today and tomorrow if I ask you to switch you should be able to do it .
I Dreamed of Having a Suhaag Raat Straight Out of the Movie Kama Sutra. My Actual Experience Was Nothing Like It
It’s been a decade since I had sex with a man.
Dating an Older Woman Made Me Take Myself and Relationships More Seriously
It made me do a lot of prioritizing and reorganizing. It was stabilizing.
LOVE, SEX AND KHICHDI
I just wanted to hold him tight and never let go. I wanted to make sure he would come back and I wanted to scream at him for untangling the ‘not’s in my chest.
WE MET ON GRINDR. NOW THE INTIMACY OF THE SEX WE HAD MAKES IT HARD FOR ME TO FORGET HIM
Some loves are sexual, where emotion, body and connection become powerfully joined in the intimacy of sex more than anything else. It is an intoxication, a nasha that’s hard to forget, because it runs deep.
Just How Long is This Breakup Going to Take?
If you didn’t count his crying, nagging, and emotional blackmail, he was a genuinely nice guy who cared about me and wanted the best for me.
I was the Abusive One In My Relationship. My Break-up Taught Me To Change.
I’ve realised that there is no purpose to just feeling perpetually guilty. What I can do now is never treat anyone else the way I treated her.
Dosti is Pyaar: Being Lost and Finding Friends
If pyaar is dosti, it took me a while to understand that that dosti is also pyaar, but more forgiving.
I LEARNT HOW TO EXPRESS AFFECTION AND LOVE IN FRIENDSHIP THE HARD WAY
Sometimes I think that friendship and hugging are oddly co-related. Both exist in a place of love which is somewhere between sexual love and cordial acquaintance.
I Felt Humiliated for Contracting an STI But I Know I'm Touchable, Lovable and More-Than-Sexable
Getting an STI is surrounded by shame and shaming, even at times, by doctors.
How I Taught Myself To Have Orgasms
When I came around, so to speak, I remember laughing aloud to myself. I was shell-shocked for sure, but unbelievably excited. I wasn’t fucking anorgasmic, I’d just been doing it wrong my whole stupid life.
Those City Love Affairs
I find love in conversations, and in what I can never quite completely understand about the other person.
Fantasy Mein Kya Sharmana: My Secret Crushes
The Bhabhi Next Door
"I like talking to a Bhabhi in the neighbourhood because of her outspoken and frank opinions on sex" says Saurabh "but I feel nervous too because she is so bold." The conversations excite him and Bhabhi extends an invitation. WiIl Saurabh take her up on it? Listen to this podcast about a young man's fantasies and anxieties about sex.
"I've slowly learnt to keep the lights on." Body, Images and Sex: A Storified Conversation
Body, Images and Sex: A Storified Conversation with Kripa Joshi, Rani Dhaschainey and Ratna Devi Manokaran
GRIM HAIRY TALES: A DEPILATOR'S DIARY
Mummy never needed to wax or shave her legs or underarms. Her lower leg was quite hairy, but were always concealed from view, as were those of all desi aunties we knew.
Qayanat Ka Romancenama
“A board was flashing a sign: Qayanat*, I love you. It was like a film. I could not believe this was all happening for me, to me.” Qayanat’s romance, begins like a film, proceeds like a film, complete with shayris, desperation, twists and turns, 100 free sms a day, ice-cream in the mall, and her reflection in her boyfriend’s eyes. How does this filmi Romance-nama culminate? Not at all as you would expect – listen here to this podcast full of fizz and glitter: Qayanat ka Romancenama.
ISHQ KE AAM, KHAANE KE AUR, DIKHANE KE AUR
Sweety, growing into a beautiful young woman in a small town, admired herself in the mirror, longed for love. But did she dare taste this forbidden fruit? A bittersweet story of longing and regret from Muzaffarpur, Bihar.