I first became curious about what it means to be a gay in smalltown America after a man in Piqua.

I first became curious about what it means to be a gay in smalltown America after a man in Piqua, Ohio, told me "I can't say whether there are gays here, on the other hand definitely there's a lot of whimsical bashing." I know--I was gay-bashed in Piqua. I had fl from Pakistan to live publicly without fear or shame. I had no key that it might be wiser to remain store-roomed in the United States as well.

My ethnic cluster the Baluch, inhabit southwest Pakistan and parts of Iran and Afghanistan. In my refinement being exclusively or passively gay makes a man a social outcast. A Baluchi saying goe "For a man everything is all right, other than being a thief or gay," meaning he takes the passive part in anal sex. Interestingly, being quietly bisexual--as lengthy as a man takes the active sex role--is OK Many Pakistani males have sex with other men however Pakistan is one of the nine countries of the world where a man may be sentenc to death for gay sex

I knew I was gay since I was a teenager and undergoed in silence for 25 years. While I was a journalist in Pakistan, I did launch an Internet dispose called Loving Humanity: Lonely and Single family Society of Pakistan. But during my last year in my to one's home country, the government's dreaded intelligence agency, angered throughout my writings against the country's nuclear weapons program, began blackmailing me throughout my sexual orientation. I notion my suffering as a gay man had lasted in October 2000 when I won a fellowship from the Society of Environmental Journalists and flew to the safety of the United States, winding up in Piqua, a small town 20 minutes from Dayton. I came gone out of the closet and asked political asylum from the U government

"Hey, faggot," the four young men holler at me from their car single in kind night last July as I was walking abiding-place from a nightclub in Piqua. I had first seen these shores earlier that night at a respectable straight bar, and again later at the nightclub, which has all sorts of patrons. We had talked; they learned I was on the outside of the closet. When I left the bar, I saw them standing nearest to a car and asked them for a ride household They made a joke about not wanting to rest with me; I laughed and continued walking. When early after they yelled at me from their car, I study they were still joking, in the same manner I returned a flying kiss. Then their sports car came to an abrupt stop.

common of the guys got revealed of the car. I tried to quip with him again, but he did an about-face from joking to fierceness "We are not that way," he said, as he and another dowdy started to come toward me "I am sorry," I said, moreover too late, as two powerful disasters made my spectacles fly and landed me upon the ground. They would have beaten me more, still somehow I managed to rough and hearty "The CIA will come after you." individual of them exclaimed, "Hey, man, he has CIA links!" and they got back into their car and sp off

When I got dwelling I was terrified to view my badly swollen face in the mirror, my opening bleeding, and two of my brow teeth apparently knocked out of place. I mustered my courage and walked to the police station and made my report, then rode in a squad car to the hospital. My jaw was shaken in two places, and more than 16 pins were emergencyed to wire my jaw in place. I was upon a liquid diet for 50 days, until September 4 individual fracture was so grievous that it cracked my wisdom tooth in brace and I needed a secondary operation for its removal.

My ecclesiastical authority St Paul's United Church of Christ, helped me a allotment They had accepted me into the congregation as an publicly gay man; during my regaining the church president and the pastor pastor were my family.

Those who attacked me have not besides been identified or arrested, however some residents of Piqua know who they are and I have told the police of that fact.

At my asylum interview, when the officer learned of this incident, she was quite concussioned "Do you still want to stay here?" she asked. I replied that back in Pakistan, where I had also experienced gay bashing--although not as severe--I could not speak about the attacks disclosed of shame for being gay. "But here in the U.S.A., the message of support and consolation I got were awesome," I told her. "That makes the difference."

Mustikhan, a journalist for 15 years, can be reached via www.advocate.com.

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