I have been very fortunate to have grown up in a household where no one has ever told me that they’d have preferred a boy over me. But, the world is not as nice, not always. I remember many people, relatives and otherwise, telling me how my parents would grossly suffer because my sister and… Continue reading What’s gendered about hair?
I can picture my paternal grandfather – or Dadu – as I called him, without even bothering to close my eyes. I can see him lounging, a head full of grey hair wearing a simple white dhoti with a green or brown or blue border, and an equally white kurta, with his poite peeping despite… Continue reading Of radios, morning walks and stories – how I choose to remember Dadu
Let me begin by saying that I suck at feelings. Honestly. Ask me to talk to you about anything, I will go on and on, even if I don’t know much about it. I can charm you with my stories and also bore you to death with them. But the moment the stuff gets a… Continue reading Let’s forget it all!
2015 has been a hell of a year. And yeah, I am not being sarcastic. From getting my first office-going job to being acknowledged and awarded for all the hard work at college to getting an apartment and knowing what it’s really like to live alone and mostly, to the wonderful people I have had… Continue reading Ode to 2015.
Every time I watch The Newsroom (which is a lot) and I hear Will McAvoy passionately declare his “mission to civilize”, my heart resonates. Every damn time. After all, don’t I pompously position myself at a higher moral ground than the yelling, biting, scratching and bitching crowd I am surrounded with? Over the last few years,… Continue reading Mission to civilize : Feminism