Meera Darji wants to make a documentary about the hijras, the term used in South Asia for people who don’t consider themselves men nor women but contain features of both genders. Usually assigned male at birth, hijras have effeminate traits and present themselves in femme outfits. In Indian culture, they are/were seen as holy human representations of Ardhanari, the composite of Lord Siva and his partner Parvati. Blessed by Rama in the Ramayana, they to go to weddings, childbirth and celebrations to dance and bring fortune and fertility. They were featured in the Kama Sutra, although a vast percentage of them renounce to sexuality and channel their sexual energy into other sacred activities.
As you can see, I’ve changed a bit of the look and a tiny bit of the concept of this website. I still need to restore images and make a few changes here and there (a pretty menu, anyone?). Anyway, you can roam around and be surprised by anything new that suddenly appears. I’m so tired of keeping everything hidden!
Translation coming soon.
As you may know, every other week I write for La Pop Life recommending some project or event from the United Kingdom. The UK Report (Reporte UK), as it’s formally known, is written by me one week, by Samuel Valdés from Sloucher another week. Sam used to live in Sheffield and I live in Leicester, so each one of us has had the opportunity of meeting local and national bands, attend their gigs and share the findings with you.
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As you may have read in past months, I tend to travel up, down and all around to plus size fashion events and Fat Acceptance meetings. From London to Sheffield and all the way to Leeds, I love visiting and supporting collectives that hold the often confusing belief (to the rest of Western civilisation) that fat people deserve as much dignity and pride as everyone else. This sense of dignity and pride includes being able to navigate society, establish professional, amicable and intimate relationships, start and develop a career, get involved in joyful physical activities for health improvement and maintenance, and simply survive without fear. And for most of these activities, unless you work on a nude beach, you need clothes. Clothes that reflect your personality, are worth the money and are fit for the occasion.
Let’s play a drinking game, shall we? I know it’s quite early in the day, but we all can do with a shot of tequila or two in the morning. Or three? Or even more?
It’s quite easy: grab a crime novel, any crime novel, and whenever you encounter any of the following tropes, pour in your favourite alcoholic drink into a shot glass and gulp it. Are you ready? Here they are:
A dead sparrow once again. This time, in the mailbox.
They always appear wherever she least expects it: in the bin, between the newspaper pages, in cereal boxes. Under the pillow. In the sink. Like wicked toys from a Happy Meal. Like presents from the cat, who loves her so much and who purrs at her feet.
The other day, she opened a bag of beans to clean them, and there was one. She split an avocado in half, and she found him instead of the bone. Dark brown, rigid, curled up into a ball, with his feet crushed and without any fingers left.