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 who raised concerns over the chances of increased female foeticide … Continue reading Until we stop normalizing gender roles, gender-equality would remain a dream
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 society. I am one of those who are made to … Continue reading Women like me- Two Life Lessons
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 available at that time were mythology and religious books. I … Continue reading The struggles of being a feminist in a society where love and self-love are “apparently” two ends of a spectrum
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 never reached Her family and friends Who might have been … Continue reading My Mother’s Curse
As a part of my job, that is writing, I imagine a lot. Today, I would like you to imagine- life of a kid, not very old, about 5-7 years only. What do they do? Well, they just exist. Everything else is done by their parents. From making sure they eat on time to take care of what they wear and also who they meet … Continue reading Indian Matchmaking: Oh no, did we forget something? Oh yes, growing up!
SPOILER ALERT!! For some reason, while writing this one, I am reminded of a dialogue from the Hindi movie Tanu Weds Manu: “Bhaiya, kya hai na, jo aadmi hota hai wo marne ke baad bhoot banta hai lekin jo aurat hoti hai wo chudail ki chudail hi rahti hai.” (A man turns into a ghost after death but a woman is always a witch, dead … Continue reading Bulbbul: Narrating Indian misogyny through an old folklore
She was born & cursed, insulted restricted, abused and, exploited but she thrived coz she was created with a piggybank of courage Every time she sees her mother smile while weeping in her sorrows Every time she is able to drive away the bullies inside and outsside Every time she turns a deaf ear to all the taunts and doubts Every time she lends her … Continue reading Piggybank of courage
Can I ask you a question? You sure can. What’s the boiling point of water? It’s 100-degree Celsius I suppose. What’s the boiling point of blood? Why do you ask such an absurd question? Well, I’ve always had my haemoglobin low. So, I wonder that’s where all my blood goes. It boils & evaporates in the thin air Every time I hear a girl is … Continue reading The Boiling Point Of Blood
Let’s play a game. What word comes to your mind when you hear these words- “Flawed” Character? “Flawless” Skin? Interestingly, these are most commonly used to describe women. The only thing ‘flawless’ we can see in a woman is her beauty and anyone who doesn’t conform to the society is ‘flawed’. Totally unrelated but today I want to talk about these glamorous, full of extravaganza … Continue reading Why should boys have all the fun?
I have read this story a thousand times yet, to me, it seems something new to me to understand every time I read it. The Ramayana and its numerous adaptations tell us the same story of Ram and Sita but then what changes? Except for my state of mind and my specs? Not the actual frame and pieces of lens but the metaphorical lens. When … Continue reading The oldest love story