바카라�I Had Nothing To Fight But Fear바카라�

Being 17 is never easy. growing out of adolescence and into a 바카라�responsible youth바카라� was traumatic enough. Battling personal demons and dealing with one바카라�s sexuality only compounded the issue. Though Anna (Daddy) was more friend than parent and had even bought me the two huge tomes of Havelock Ellis바카라�s Psychology of Sex when I was 15 (1962), there was major disruption about, what with talk of an impending Chinese invasion. We were singing hyper-patriotic songs (Jinkuu Kiwan Maruu being the famous Marathi number); I was experimenting with Scouts friends, my Bhangi boyfriend and anonymous chappies in Shivaji Park.

Getting 바카라�rid바카라� of homosexuality took priority. I used to catch a train to Bombay Central and go to the psychiatrist opd in Nair Hospital; a private one would mean asking my folks for too much money. But not here. Dr Patkar told me I was a 바카라�well-adjusted homosexual바카라�, whatever that is, because I refused to go in for aversion therapy and other reparatory protocols. In more ways than one, that failure was the first step in validating my sexual identity. The next came a few years later when I attended a Ramakrishna Mission course for novitiates where a senior monk broached the topic: 바카라�All fingers are not the same. Ma Sharada has made different foods for her different children and you need to accept that you are different, but equal to all other humans. Stop your self-centredness, go out into the world and fight for your right to be who you are.바카라�

Armed with two validations, I had nothing to fight but fear. Those were years of great confusion, chaos and sheer cussedness but they were formative, full of passion, pain and wonderful adventures.

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