IT IS A TIME OF REFLECTIONS
Today I remember the Mahalaya of my childhood in Shillong. The soft winter rays on the leftover diamond-like raindrops on...
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Masked Apology
Mira was grieving. Her eyes were swollen, lips dry, hair disheveled and a line was permanently etched around her mouth....
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Just Rs 100/-
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]The shrill cry of the new born girl was a moment of celebration for the entire community. Everyone rejoiced this...
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When Will Women Get to Live Inside “Civilization”?
Again, yes, all over again the entitlement towards gratification and validation (which we call "patriarchy", for short) raised its ugly...
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A Trip Called Benares
We start our mornings in a rush, often thinking about the little worries sitting on our shoulders, which is the...
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The Sacred Shade Of Indigo
What begins as a soft tune in the heart and reaches a final crescendo of tunes, notes and the symphony...
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