
F se Field, Issh se Ishq: Machine Hee Toh Hai
Maxi has recently purchased a vibrator and she cannot wait to put it to use. As the series finale, we present to you a classic girl-meets-machine romantic comedy featuring Yours Truly Tom.
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Looking at the human experience – especially as it intersects with desire, sexuality, sex, body, age, violence, hunger and thirst – through the lens of the psyche.

Maxi has recently purchased a vibrator and she cannot wait to put it to use. As the series finale, we present to you a classic girl-meets-machine romantic comedy featuring Yours Truly Tom.

Everyone knows that the woods in the night are dangerous, but does it also hold a promise of privacy? After all, what is said (or screamed) in the jungle stays in the jungle.

Thundering rain. Steep hills. A haunting melody. A Guru Dutt poster brings back a vivid memory and two stubborn questions: What was? What could have been?

99% of the time, life is mundane and predictable. This story is the telling of that 1% when truth becomes stranger than fiction and reality out-thrills drama. Hear that? The incoming footsteps of a brand-new chapter?

An accidental touch turns desire and shame topsy-turvy. What follows is a shiver, a silence, and a weakness in the knees.

The TTE-queerbeat Fellowship Programme is a collaboration that seeks to produce, mentor and platform stories by queer folks in Hindi. These stories explore sexuality in the rural context, through the facets of consent, desire, romance and risk, and aim to understand how debates in the wider sexuality discourse and grassroots organisations speak to the realities of queer individuals outside big cities.

When ‘good girl’ Vidhi is propositioned by charming Ayaan, she tentatively agrees. But what will happen when he asks her for a dangerous favour?

On the first night after their wedding, a bride and groom are consumed with anticipation. The million-dollar question is: Who will make the first move?

As Bollywood has taught us, weddings are self-replicating phenomenons: one leads to the other. In this playfully pious shebang, when two strangers meet, not one word is needed for everything to be communicated.

In drama school, we used to spend a lot of time standing around. Now, as soon as I say that, I imagine a chorus of actors yelling at me, saying, “C’mon — we weren’t just ‘standing around’!” Of course not. I meant, we were arriving into neutral bodies — shedding, lengthening, becoming… the ready actor. I think. It’s hard to fully say.