Lipstick Under My Burkha: Not Feminism But A Revenge Saga Against Men
Lipstick Under My Burkha is not feminism; it’s a revenge saga against men writ large on the silver screen.
Lipstick Under My Burkha is not feminism; it’s a revenge saga against men writ large on the silver screen.
I want to write something simply because the topmost post on this blog for too long now, has been a painful memory that victimised me. I am not actually dwelling in the past. The present has had me too caught up to even think about the future, let alone the…
I read ‘When I Hit You’ by Meena Kandasamy and it brought me back to an episode in my relationship with music.
‘Harriet the Spy’ is about a 11 year old girl who is gagged by family & system and forced into therapy. Reading helped me crystallise my own identity crisis.
I’m on a self imposed Flinch reaction ban.
It’s housekeeping time in the relationships corner of my life. That means letting go of people who don’t behave like my equals.
Last week, after I performed a piece about women, I was verbally attacked & threatened by a man. This is how others reacted.
Paper Plane & coffee
I had a chance to get this off my chest last year. I’m so grateful for the stage giving me a chance to voice things that had been eating away my insides for too long. I’ve been silenced by well-meaning friends and others who are just inconvenienced by anything other…
I sang. There was music.