A World Of Pain
How am I? It’s pain like I cannot even begin to articulate. So much that I’m numb. A thick sheet of plastic over a boiling cauldron of black, festering poison. That’s me.
Abuse
BOOK: Fifty Shades of FAIL!
Do read my earlier post on Fifty Shades, if you haven’t already. I finished reading the second Fifty Shades book – Fifty Shades Darker. I retract everything I thought while reading the first. This is not a good book. This is not a good story. These aren’t strongly etched characters….
Woman, are you safe on Social Media?
The flipside of the Information Age is how it has made the broadcasting of personal information a casual thing.
The Faceless Hand In The Crowd
I first wrote about the hand in the crowd for Blank Noise Project’s blog-a-thon. The post featured on Yahoo! Real Beauty and also on BlogAdda’s Spicy Picks.
Will It Survive The Aftermath?
Update in 2023: In the mid 2000s, I was an anonymous blogger, soldiering my way through patriarchal India and a newer internet. A lot of people tried to trick me into offering more information about myself, many just demanded it. At that time, one reader sent me an email on…
There’s A Woman Behind The Wheel!
So gender jokes and misogynistic statements are now politically incorrect. But few people seem to have any qualms bitching about women drivers. These are usually accompanied by rolling of the eyes and a knowing nod (from the listener). I find it hard to believe that in this day and age…
Annie-Mal & A Girl Called Chris
I’m drawn to my memories of certain books that once possessed me. This one reminded me of a girl I once knew.
That Kind Of Guy & The Women Who Get Over Him
My friend and I accidentally stumbled onto a kind of male predator when we fell into crosstalk and realised we were talking about the same person.
The Vagina Dialogues
Eight years after hearing about it for the first time, I finally watched The Vagina Monologues. Wish me a happy birthday since I’m being reborn. On second thoughts, don’t say a word. Just listen as we speak – my vagina and I.
Little Girl With Big Dreams
I might have missed this news if Best Friend hadn’t told me about it. I was horrified. I knew her when she was still a starry-eyed teenager. She was one of those tall, slender girls who carry themselves straight-backed and everyone else thinks they’re being snooty. But she wasn’t. She…