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Thursday, March 20, 2008
Music is the Victim


I've been reading on a couple of blogs recently about people's various coming-out experiences. Naturally, this made me re-address the fact that I'm not out to anyone in my family, and of course it made me wonder why. A couple of people had written about how they expected all hell to break loose, and for them to be thrown out of the house. In a few rare instances, something close to this happened, but many authors narrated how their parents were understanding and supportive, and accepted it as a part of life, and as a part of their child.



Being gay, Indian, and Catholic is not a nice combination. I'm from a place in India called Mangalore, where marriage is the most important thing in the world, with Uncle Wilfy's secret kulfi ice-cream running in a close second. For my parents, grandchildren are the ultimate 'sign' that God has blessed their lives. They already have 2, but for them that's only the start - we are 4 kids after all. But if I were to tell them that I don't want to get married (at least not in the traditional sense), that would be bad enough. But to top that by saying "I'm gay", really wouldn't help much. I guess I'm not so scared about what they will say or do, but I'm rather terrified about how this new found information will be used by people who catch wind of it. Gossip spreads quickly, and before you know it, we will be subjected to the knowing stares and whispers as we walk into the church compound. My mom's life especially hasn't been too great, and I really don't want to put her through the added agony of dealing with this. For me, I think I see coming out from a 'benefit' angle - i.e if I tell my parents I'm gay, what will they get out of it? As it stands, our live are pretty stable, and really I won't stand to gain anything out of telling them I'm gay (well apart from feeling much more relaxed and liberated). My friends tell me that sooner or later my parents are going to find out, and I totally agree with them, but for the moment I think we'll keep living in this plastic bubble of life.


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6 Comments:
Blogger j3 said...
i like this post. :-)

if you can't tell them directly, why don't you try asking them with "what if's", you know? just to get their immediate reaction. of course don't say "mum, what if i'm gay?" or maybe you could use that but try something else unsuspicious.

telling them sooner will ease the burden, you know. and not only it is liberating but also, being honest is important in every relationship. and besides, from there you will know if your parents love you. parents should be accepting, loving and forgiving especially catholic parents, well, i dont know about your culture being indians.

hey do u go to church at st mary's?

Blogger nick said...
Heya!! Well wishing I could tell them sooner, but life is a bit complicated as it is!!

No, don't go to st marys, as i'm not in dubai hon :)

Hows work going?

Blogger NeroX2 said...
i really liked this post... i hope you dont mind me linking to it on my blog!

Blogger nick said...
link away! :)

Anonymous Anonymous said...
Nice Blog,
Well, i am exactly in a similar situation as well. Dont have the guts to tell my parents. Not only my parents, but my straight friends as well. Scares me to the core.

But i did come out to few. My mentor, who thought the world about me. MY brother, my cousin, and a very close friend of mine.

Seems like u have siblings. Why dont u start with them?? I mean, start preparing them. Thats what i did. Like, there is something that u need to tell them, that they would least likely expect, and mite shock them. And then that u will tell them when the time is rite. After few months of preparing them, keep asking them, if he/she has even the slightest of hint about whats on ur mind. Take sometime to tell them. I know it is not easy. Tell them, and see how they react. Siblings are far better understanding i think. Atleast in my case. Once you gain the support of your siblings, u can get their advice on what to do next.

I prepared them really well. It took a while. It was easy for me to come out to my mentor, than my own blood. I just turned 30, and the pressure is on, for marriage. GOK how i am going to manage.

I have just started blogging,and one of your friends who does blogging was quite an inspiration. Have been wanting to do this for long. I came across your webpage through his. Very impressive.

Anonymous Anonymous said...
Experience: chances are they know anyway - its one of the open secrets they never want to confront in their waking moments or want you to. Save both the pain - just carry on your lifestyle, they will mostly get used to it (and in the rare instance they confront you - you've made your choice already!!)

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