Crown Of Thorns
A hair accessory incited so much harassment from strangers and friends alike, it unwittingly became my crown of thorns.
Finding home & a sense of belonging within shifting identity politics of geography, region, language, politics, ideologies and culture.
A hair accessory incited so much harassment from strangers and friends alike, it unwittingly became my crown of thorns.
A review of the newly inaugurated Mumbai metro from Versova to Ghatkopar.
I met a friend-from-digitalia. She addressed a talk called ‘Geographies of the Heart’. It made me reflect on my own journey.
On 26 Nov’08, a young man walked into a train station and changed the lives of millions of people forever. I am one of those people, because I am a Mumbaiker.
Marol is where the ‘Mumbaiker spirit’ goes to die. *I should know, I grew up there.
A review of ‘Insects are just like you and me except some of them have wings’ by Kuzhali Manickavel.
I tried limericking. I didn’t follow syllable count rules. Saying something in 5 lines in rhyme and being funny was challenge enough.
I started ‘The Thirty Diaries’ a month before I hit 30. Now, six months from my 35th birthday, I do a mid-way check.
I have adopted the saree as my go-to garment. Its versatility really appeals to my creative side and liberates me from the shackles of womens wear.
I wonder if being thirty-four has changed in the last three decades.