Make Way For The Flowers
I once sent flowers to a boyfriend. He called me desperate & cheated on me. It was toxic masculinity feeling so threatened by flowers that he felt he had to punish me.
I once sent flowers to a boyfriend. He called me desperate & cheated on me. It was toxic masculinity feeling so threatened by flowers that he felt he had to punish me.
When a group of people say Stop erasing us, they are saying that they exist, they are not abnormal, not deserving of less.
Postcards to #StorySeekers with love from @AlphabetSambar
I thought about my claim that my feminism eats these guys on toast then realised it was time to diversify my feminist palate.
Solidarity is seen as a quality used to protect wrongdoers from consequences. Everyone is made to participate as a virtue.
A saree can also be a skirt!
I saw a trio walk down the main road last night. As they passed under the street light, I caught a flash of familiar fabric swathes across their bodies. Dupattas, hijabs, masks – who could say? Immediately the thought sprung to my mind – ‘The Nightiewali Aunties’.
Fleeting Mutual Intimacies are….
The Danger of Conversations
“Eena, I sang for an hour today”, says Lolita to her imaginary friend.