What do you do when you the entire world refuses to accept who you are, as you are? What did Arnab do to fight this homophobic world? Read on to know more... Had it not been for Protima mashi, I may not have been born at all. She strolled into the building that day, clad in a Bengali cotton sari, tailing her husband and four helpers as they moved into their new flat. Ours was one of those not very up-market colonies in east Delhi. She sat down on an old suitcase, while the men unloaded the luggage from...
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