Conversations with a tree: February In The City – Part 1
I spotted this tree at the junction of a rapidly disappearing Mumbai and the greedy new city emerging in its place.
Commentary on current social affairs. Intersectional feminism examining questions of gender, sex, sexuality, caste, class, race, religion & other discriminators.
I spotted this tree at the junction of a rapidly disappearing Mumbai and the greedy new city emerging in its place.
It was respite from the morning’s fight, a common occurrence in the horror story I lived in. It didn’t feel right.
I do not fight territory battles over people because people are not property. The Jealousy Game, I won’t play. How do I deal with others who want to drag me in?
Dating app virgins who open with “This is my first time here”. The Indian man is already an unappetizing offering on a dating app. But a dating app virgin?
The wokebro is just a guy using the feminism fad for personal gain. I call bullshit.
The 60s talked of free love. Millennials say fuck-buddies or if they want to be nice, friends-with-benefits. How do we navigate our many lovers?
I started 2019 on a promising note. I broken through long held fears. I fell splatch but even my blood stains make art.
I have opened my bookshelf after a long time. Books are the best.
Millennial Free Love Or Old Cheating With A New Name? I’ve written about polyamory before. I’ve known polyamorous people. I’ve been out with some. I have felt a deep connection, even great affection for a polyamorous person. But I’ve also known a lot of men who use polyamory as license…
Don’t objectify me. Don’t deify me. I am not a sex object. I am not a worship object. I am no goddess. I am a person. I am a voice.