Commentary on current social affairs. Intersectional feminism examining questions of gender, sex, sexuality, caste, class, race, religion & other discriminators.
My fact for the day tells me that: A father Emperor penguin withstands the Antarctic cold for 60 days or more to protect his eggs, which he keeps on his feet, covered with a feathered flap. During this entire time he doesn’t eat a thing. Most father penguins lose about…
Electra: Let’s run together, you and ILike we used to when we were kidsI know we didn’t know each other, growing upBut who says we ever had to grow up?Let’s play catch and hide-and-seek Oedipus: Hold me close, hold me at arm’s lengthBut stay beautiful alwaysA home to come home…
Oedipus and Electra read the same books. Their playlists are very similar, just categorized and played differently. In fact they grew up a few miles from each other. And their parents may have met…they belong to the same circles. They’re both talkers and listeners. They are successful, friendly, well-liked by…
The Greek myths of Oedipus and Electra give modern psychology some interesting frameworks. How do these work out in dating?
The biggest propagators of male chauvinism are women. Yes, read that again. Why do a lot of men behave like they’re God’s gift to the world? Why do they live their lives in self-absorbed, unbelievably deluded over-confidence completely unrestrained by conscience or empathy for the opposite sex? Why indeed? Because…
Narayan Murthy plays the instrumental form of the national anthem. Sachin Tendulkar cuts a tricolour cake. How should we treat symbols of Brand India?
A 55 word story about being thick as thieves.
When I was about 17, I was suddenly fascinated by salwaar-kameezes. My mom, delighted with my sudden interest helped me build a collection of fabrics from around the country. Fab India, Nalli and the local markets helped. And the local darzi was a genius with the needle. So my lovely…
Sometimes I think the only reason women have a problem at all, is because of the fairytales that are fed to us as children, all ending predictably in ..and they lived happily ever after. So who knows what “happily ever after” really means? I’m just finding out. Nope, I haven’t…
A friend and occasional blogger tells us about an arbit conversation that she had with her husband on the breeding habits of towels. Khee khee khee. “What are all the towels doing behind the door?” I asked him.“Breeding,” came the prompt reply.“Breeding?” Quite used to getting such answers by now,…