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…
Indian Matchmaking: Oh no, did we forget something? Oh yes, growing up!
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…
Bulbbul: Narrating Indian misogyny through an old folklore
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…