With a heavy heart, today we vacate The Foothill - A Community Art Space. we are not associated with the physical space at Khonghampat anymore but the essence and soul of the foothill lives in our hearts. Hope we gather enough strength and resources in days to come to start again at a better place. It's been a three years of sweet memories. We thank each of you for your support in these last three years. For now goodbye 😊
PS: we are yet to come out of Covid disasters.
Some photographs from RK Kiran's book launch. We wish Kiran all the best with his book 'The Art of Becoming Myself' and upcoming projects. May you write more, be the voice of your community and inspire many young people.... We love you brother. @kiran_pulloff
Book Release Event
RK kiran is a young prolific writer. Unlike his other previous books this one digs deeper into his personal life.
The event will be followed by an acoustic set by Bronson and Prasanth (@eyoom_ )
About the writer and book:
Growing up in a middle-class family as the youngest child among 5, I received love in all forms. I grew up playing with the boys and it wasn’t a surprise to everyone when they found out that I had a girlfriend because I was always a boy and there were no surprises of me coming out. Of course, like everyone else, they tried to stop me from becoming myself when I was young. I mean who would happily accept when their sweet daughter is becoming a son? And at school, since I don’t know how to wear the school uniform which is Phanek(traditional wrap-around for women), my grandmother had to tie the ends so that it won’t fall off and would untie it when I came back from school for 4 years.
And I don’t fit in the category or my character doesn’t tick the box where the society sets for the transmen that they should be good at sports. I’m the total opposite. I’m a writer as I tag myself with a very sensitive heart and I like to think of myself as a romantic guy. I like the idea of being in love and waiting for her with flowers or watching the sunrise together or holding her hand while driving to a quiet place we only know or the art of writing love letter. But when I found the person who shares everything I wanted, I was smashed right in the face. I kept questioning myself and for a while, I was lost.
All the while I was blaming society, I realized that we can’t make everyone in the whole world accept us but there are people who do and that’s it. And I found myself again and this time I was already fit in my idea of success. I was becoming myself and no amount of money would make me that happy when I had my first shot of Testosterone. You have no idea how happy I was when my voice broke down for the first time. And no one would make me that happy when I saw these teeny tiny beards growing up. I finally started getting comfortable with my body and I realized success is not about the number of digits in my account....
Exclusive event for 31st Dec.
CIAO 2021
Camping, bonfire, indigenous cuisines
And jam session with imphal talkies, siyom, so What?
Limited seats!
Ticket link in bio
