377 Scrapped

6th September, 2018 will be marked in Indian history as the day when love won. At 11:30am, the Supreme Court scrapped Section 377 – the notorious law that criminalised homosexuality.

This was a truly ground-breaking, life-changing and special moment for India, so we decided to throw a proper party to celebrate.

We were absolutely delighted to then team up with the brilliant Gaysians and The Unmistakables to throw the #377 Scrapped Party – a big-hearted celebration of freedom, love and respect on Thursday 27th September.

The night was chock-full of entertainment from the very-best South Asian LGBT+ community, including DJ sets from LOIAL (aka Reeta Loi), DJ Ritu and Hungama, performances from the brilliant Shiva Raichandani and Mawaan Rizwan. (It was seriously cool.)

We captured the evening to share with all of you that couldn’t make it. And if you were there… spot yourself.

*Proceeds from ticket sales were split between Sappho for Equality, an organisation based in Kolkata, India that is working for the rights of lesbians, bisexual women, and trans men in Eastern India, and SAATHII, a charity with offices across India that envisions universal access to rights, health, legal and social services for communities marginalised on account of HIV status, gender and/or sexuality.

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