Finding home & a sense of belonging within shifting identity politics of geography, region, language, politics, ideologies and culture.
Fifteen years ago, I won the first prize in a school singing contest. My reward was a gift voucher to the annual school Book Fair. And this book is what I brought home. Nearly two years ago, I shared the story of how Katy came into my life and everything…
Marketers have noticed the financially independent urban woman as a consumer demographic. It used to be about my body; now everyone wants to get into my wallet.
Update in 2023: In the mid 2000s, I was an anonymous blogger, soldiering my way through patriarchal India and a newer internet. A lot of people tried to trick me into offering more information about myself, many just demanded it. At that time, one reader sent me an email on…
I’m a woman who struggles with the assumption that I cook. He opposes the idea that as a man he can’t. But family kitchens follow gender stereotypes.
As a blogger, I know the frustration and the maddening silence of the vast majority of my readers. The ones that never comment, never answer a poll or a question, never show me their existence except in the mysterious numbers on my stats charts. But oddly, I also know the…
You’re in trouble when you start believing your own good press. But you’re a woman when you start believing your own bad press. What we girls need is a little less guilt and tad more thoughtlessness. A version is posted to Yahoo! Real Beauty.
55 words: The past is a tricky creature. It never quite stays in its place, does it? It defines the path we take. It makes us who we are.
Mid-Day has a story by Kasmin Fernandes on Foursquare today. Moksh and Daksh Juneja have both been quoted while I provide a counter-perspective on this social media game that’s rapidly gaining popularity. Here’s what I said: Virtual rewards aren’t for everyone If you don’t like being followed, though, location-based apps…
I watched the movie ‘Turning Thirty’ yesterday. That title also describes my life. The film was a thoughtful experience.
What happens to a normal, decent nice guy going about his blameless life when he meets misnomers who are misogynist? How easily they all turn.