On The Gentleness Of Silence
So much comes up in silence, even somebody else’s silence.
So much comes up in silence, even somebody else’s silence.
I haven’t been a big fan of Fastrack ever since the ‘cheating is cool’ subtext in their ad campaign. But this duffel bag from their collection caught my eye, especially for its label. It reminded me of the Tantra tee-shirts form of humour. So, after a long hiatus, an I…
When will being me feel like a success?
I’m hitting the unremarkable age of thirty-four. Unremarkable, not unimportant.
I almost said no and called this post ‘Not A Party Girl’. Instead, today I chose my Inner Madonna.
The first week of June spells pre-monsoon showers in Mumbai.
Hello. I am an Angry Woman. This is not the same thing as Angry Girl that gives rise to a subculture of music and other pop references. It has only partly to do with my age.
Cliches, clichés. Cliches are the cliché of every woman’s life. Our worlds are constructed on set-in-stone clichés. Even transitions are clichéd, at specific times, in defined ways. You know what the biggest cliché of an empowered, modern woman’s life is? “Love yourself.” Nobody tells you how this is to happen,…
Going solo is a constant journey of self-discovery. I started mine with a movie ticket for one. A friend said she’d never do that. Then she surprised me.
You never quite realize how much you live under fear until you break free of it. I am not scared of anybody.