Version of Me

One of the gifts I have given myself over the years, and painfully gained, is how to unlearn everything I was taught while growing up. Everything that was fed to me about the world, religion, being female, who I am, and how I was supposed to end up. It has been a gradual process of... Continue Reading →

It’s Raining Men

It's not. Now, that we have that out of the way. Chuski Pop is a podcast I was introduced to a couple of months ago. It is hosted by Sweety and Pappu and it is about all things desi, feminist, existential, happening, and even sexual. It's one of the three podcasts I listen to on an... Continue Reading →

Security

It’s in there. Right there where all those precious treasures you possess belong. It’s been there for as long as you’ve known. No one has put it there. Not anyone that you know of. It lies in a cushioned bed of pink, of red, of blue, of white or any colour of your choice. And... Continue Reading →

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