Author: Arpita
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Until we stop normalizing gender roles, gender-equality would remain a dream
And balanced sex ratio too… Recently, there was a news that UP government has proposed a 2-child policy as per which couples with more than two children would be exempted from certain benefits. The proposal was met with a mixed reaction. While a number of people welcomed this move, there was quite a large population…
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Women like me- Two Life Lessons
Life as we know it, is never fair. If you are a woman then it is worse. This is what I have learnt in my thirty years of experience. Yes, I have learnt it the hard way. Because I am one of those “privileged” women who grow up protected from the harsh realities of the…
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Inside the service lifts of posh high-rise apartments
While reading the book “Dharma Artha Kama Moksha”, I came across a chapter Worlds Above & Below. The chapter spoke about the Pataal Lok, home of the asuras, the Bhu Lok, home of the humans and the Deva Lok, home of the devatas. Pataal Lok is filled with gold and gems but asuras are never…
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The struggles of being a feminist in a society where love and self-love are “apparently” two ends of a spectrum
I have been a loner since childhood. I was five and the youngest and poorest kid in the neighborhood. My playmates would always bully me or scare me with ghost stories. When I complained to my parents, they suggested an easy way out. Stop going out to play and read books. And the only books…
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Whose holiday is it? The entire family or a few privileged members?
Holiday season has always been special for me. And being in India means the last quarter of the year is full of festivities and celebrations. For me, this has been the time when my regular job becomes less hectic and I find some time to take the next step towards my dream, of becoming a…
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Poem on Depression: I’m okay
Someone told me- depression is like the Dementor in Harry Potter Series It wipes out all your happy memories It sucks away your vigor for living But to me, depression was a cruel friend that took off all those swanky masks I bought from the world in return of all the worldly adjectives I earned…
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My Mother’s Curse
Crawled up in a corner, In middle of a panic attack, Comes an imaginary flashback My father tearing up the letters In more than a thousand pieces And yelling on my mother, “Now, this is your only family.” When she was about to post Some handwritten letters Scribbled on a scented paper The letters that…