Musical But Not By Identity
I come from musical history. I trained in vocals & an instrument. I’ve won prizes, performed concerts. But music is not my identity.
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The Deaths That We Deserve
How I learnt to value deaths as I learnt to value life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
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CUSTODY – A Spoken Word Piece
Each time I perform this, men tell me, “You really understand how a guy feels.” I still feel wrecked by my custody battle.
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BOOK REVIEW: Sugarbread-Balli Kaur Jaswal: Like Eating A Green Chilli
Reading SUGARBREAD was like eating a whole green chilli. It made me feel like I’d been punched in the gut. Satisfaction came after tears.
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Big City Girl: Marol Memoirs
The joke goes that people from anywhere else in the city need a visa to enter Andheri. The Marol of my past was another world.
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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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