More connecting over bangali queerness
Also, my dad & some sociology students provided a Bangla translation for a #trikone Chicago pamphlet. That is my current reality.
Daily Show correspondent Michael Che tries to find a safe place to report from.
This is funny but at the same time it hurts so bad
sometimes you gotta laugh to stop from laughing
Some of my ways of connecting with my Bangali parents on the queer stuff
Maybe my ways are passive, passive-aggressive, sly, avoidant… or just culturally sensitive. Regardless, this is what works for me these days.
- I made a safe zone sign for my multilingual immigrant work place and asked my dad for help proofreading the translations. He asked his friends too!
- I helped organize the March on Springfield and did outreach at my dad’s University. He took me from building to building with my posters, bragging to people that he helped with the Bangla translation.
- That time, after clearly paying attention to my lingo on facebook posts, my mum asked me why people say “queer” because she thought it was a mean word.
- I talked to my mum about how some people here in the U.S. prefer they (gender neutral) pronouns, sort of like in Bangla. And then happily listened to her tell me more about Bangla grammar and language.
- I heard about Akabaka Productions and then took the opportunity to ask my dad about the meaning of the word akabaka. He wasn’t convinced that it meant gay, lol, but still, I’m wishing I would have come out as baka (not straight) rather than that series of confused English words.
- I told my mum about how I know our attorney through her desi lesbian partner who she will marry soon. And they thought she was a damn good attorney too.
- I told my mum not to worry, I can help my brother set up a shaadi.com account since I just set up my own. She, confused, asked what I was looking for on there. I said “a wife.” She said, sensitively, “I’m not sure you will find what you are looking for on there…”
- I told my mum about my desi lesbian friend’s Hindu wedding and how her mother officiated it with blessings from her own father. My parents later went to a wedding in their town, which was coincidentally officiated by my friend’s mum and they got to meet her.
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Made 3 art offerings in honor of jusdeep for his puzzl3peace exhibit/jusdeep village room. These pieces were healing rituals made out of love, meethi nostalgia, & tears, grounding me thru this whole process.
This beautiful exhibit runs until sept 2nd so be sure to check it out at William Grant Still Arts Center »> 2520 West View St, LA
shared these walls with other beautiful artists
& wore a devi sari for da first time