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
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 published author. However, this year was different. With most of … Continue reading Whose holiday is it? The entire family or a few privileged members?
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!
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
I would be honest. So many times, I wish I were not a woman. But more about that later. I always though if I am destined to be a woman, I would rather be a strong one. What do you mean by a strong woman? I always had this obsession to know. I would carry a mental diary everywhere and make a secret list of … Continue reading Who is a strong woman?
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?