India: Being Gay and Indian

I am 33. For the last few years, all my friends, colleagues and acquaintances have been asking just one thing, when am I going to get married. I tell them I was married, well almost, before my girlfriend dumped me and went to the US. I could never forget her. Such a sad love story! It's not true. It's not a lie either. It's fiction. I have constructed this heterosexual love story meticulously, bit by bit, to the last detail - the day I met her, the day we first kissed, the day she dumped me, everything.

No, I'm not in denial; I’m not in closet either. However, I see no point in confusing those who won't understand. On the other hand, people who are important to me, they know about me. The pictures on the walls of my flat are good tell-tale signs.

Yet, at 33, I’m terrified being a gay man, and knowing that this is my life. I live alone, far away from home. I have chosen a profession which gives me enough excuses not to visit home often. Whenever I do, my parents, relatives broach that inevitable subject: Marriage. I tell them, not yet, not yet. I need to settle down first. I have consciously avoided being 'successful,' so as to avoid the marriage business. But, as I keep adding numbers to my age, I know, I'm running short of excuses. I cannot tell my parents I’m gay. I cannot get married either.

Full Story from the Deccan Herald
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