I’m a gay guy. Closeted to everyone, no one knows I am gay. Living in Bangladesh. Got a crush on my best friend. The usual. Except I can’t figure out whether my friend is straight or not. He likes to cuddle with me, holds my hand when we’re walking, wraps his hand around my waist.

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Hi. I’m a 25-year-old girl from Dhaka. I belong to a usual Bengali family like any other. All my life, I’ve only focused on one thing, and that’s my studies. When people of my age are getting engaged, married, have kids, I still don’t even have my first kiss. As I said before, I belong

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When I fall for a man, I think about our future. I think about my dream wedding complete with a designer lehenga, all the lovely places we’ll travel around as we hold hands, and the countless guests we’ll entertain in our suburban abode with white-picket fences. When I fall for a woman, I see the

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I’ve got the word সমকামী set on my Google news alert. Every day, I check my Gmail to see if there’s something new on the matter. Almost everyday, I find nothing. And I still Google anyway, hoping to find something that the news alert might’ve missed. A sort of a ridiculous hope that somehow I’ll

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I’m a gay guy. I knew I was gay even before falling in unrequited love with another guy. Back then before I felt love, my homosexuality didn’t bother me. I used to think lust was all there was to love, that people simply glorified it. And I was not too much of a lustful person.

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আমি তো বলিনি আমাকে ভালোবাসতেই হবে একটুখানি প্রেমের অভিনয় না হয় করলে— আমি তো বলিনি আমাকে ভালোবাসতেই হবে ঝড়ের সময় কাঁধের উপর হাত তো রাখতে পারতে! আমি তো বলিনি আমাকে ভালোবাসতেই হবে তোমার কাছ থেকে আমি অতো কিছু আশা করি না। মিথ্যে একটু আশ্বাস তো আমায় দিতে পারতে— অন্তত তবু মিথ্যে সুখে খুঁজে পেতাম স্বান্তনা।

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