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Meeting and Un-meeting Familiar Strangers
Meeting and Un-meeting Familiar Strangers

It hit me hard like an elbow on a wall, that letting people go, and letting people fade away to the point where they are nothing but figments of a reality that ceases to exist anymore, are two very different things. Oh and let me tell you, it was not one of the most wonderful revelations. Can you even fathom how many such familiar strangers exist in your life?...

Body. Shame. Body Shaming : Problem of all the sexes
Body. Shame. Body Shaming : Problem of all the sexes

We have, at least I have, for the longest time given the world power over me. Only that can explain the deeply embossed cultural constructs and paradigm of perfection, in our well-educated intellects. When did terms like "fat", "skinny", "thin", "lean", "stout", "bulky", "lanky", "broad", "curvy", etcetera, that described body types turn into means of mockery and judgment? How did adjectives become terms that can devastate someone? When did being skinny or fat—the most common body shaming terms—become bloody body shaming terms?...

Love, with all its Glory and Quirks
Love, with all its Glory and Quirks

Love might forget your birthday, might live in a different city or time zone. It might not text you all the time, there might be days you do not talk to each other for more that fifteen minutes. But those fifteen minutes would matter more, than that half-hearted hour long conversation with a hundred others. Love will not write love poems for you, but love will make you an android app. Patience would not be love’s best trait but it will fight hard to hold on every single time. Love will make you cry, it will hurt you in ways no one else can. But it will forgive when you are wrong....

They have a perfect script for the way my life is supposed to…
They have a perfect script for the way my life is supposed to…

I speak a lot about lovers forming an idea of me, my friends weaving strings of expectations, and the world expecting me to be a certain way. It is quite astonishing how I missed out on the fact that, at an unparalleled level, my parents do the same. They have a perfect script for the way my life is supposed to pan out. And for some time I liked it. Being spoon fed, oblivious to the fact that with every bite I took, I swallowed an inch of my freedom....

Where is that unadulterated, honest and corrupt free land of God?
Where is that unadulterated, honest and corrupt free land of God?

I saw notes of five hundred being slipped secretly; promises of VIP darshan being made. Almost each and every pandit was busy alluring devotees into huge donations. A dozen people standing in line like salesmen were selling God’s blessings, gallons of milk for contribution in the prasaad; slowly ripping people off rupee by rupee in the name of God. ...

Why does everyone assume that someone forced me to leave my job? Why…
Why does everyone assume that someone forced me to leave my job? Why…

Everyone was looking at me differently. Gone were the welcoming smiles, the excited questions, the happy congratulations. It was all replaced by something that looked an awful lot like pity. I overheard one of my co-workers saying “Poor girl, she is forced to quit just because she is a mother now. I cannot even imagine how unsupportive her husband or family might be.” But what pinched me the most was my assistant gossiping by the cafeteria. So thoughtlessly she said, “What kind of a modern strong woman gives in and gives up her dream. Such a spineless mess!” That hurt....

Life in a Nutshell
Life in a Nutshell

If we look closely, our life is made up of different episodes. It is a story with its personalized twists and turn for every life. There are a million moments we wish to revisit every now and then. It can be anything, really. Probably, those innumerable wishes we made on our birthday, first time we made a person laugh, first day of being an “adult”—overloaded with nervousness—first trip, first kiss and many more immeasurable special, countless memories that leave us gleeful....