Male Feminist – Do I Still Think That’s A Thing?
A decade I ago I pondered the question, “Can a man be a feminist?”. Has my answer changed since then?
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How Gardening Taught Me To Think Of Death
Death is hard to think about. Gardening gave me a surprisingly comfortable context in which to explore it.
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Protected: E is for Enter Here To Exit – A Feardom Tale
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Protected: D is for Dinner With A Daayan – A Feardom Tale
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Protected: C is for Cheeky Chudail – A Feardom Tale
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When It’s Time For Death
I closed a chapter I wrote a decade ago. It is a death since I once gave it life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
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Protected: B is for Bare Bones – A Feardom Tale
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Protected: A is for Ashes To Ashes – A Feardom Tale
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City | Poetry | Relationships
Another Island: Mahim Memories
This tiny station doesn’t feature in most Mumbai narratives but Mahim is full of the rich, unspoken connections that make this city.
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REVIEW: The Mountain Of Light – Who’s Really Stealing The Kohinoor?
Indu Sundaresan’s ‘The Mountain of Light’ left me unimpressed. The Kohinoor diamond is a sore spot for people of the Indian subcontinent.
