How Female Erasure (Mis)Shapes Our History
Female erasure in history means women like my aunt, my great-grandmother—and maybe me—are left unrecorded, our stories quietly slipping out of memory.
Female erasure in history means women like my aunt, my great-grandmother—and maybe me—are left unrecorded, our stories quietly slipping out of memory.
A family member had an emergency heart procedure. I grappled with placing overnight trust in strangers, making blind assumptions, examining conflicting information and many, many emotions. This is that story of heart health care.
My grandfather was a fireman. He fought fire. He saved lives & probably saw hundreds of deaths in his lifetime. He was also a religious man who worshipped Agni.
I made an impromptu visit to my first-love city, Bangalore. How does it feel to date a former lover after two decades? Nostalgia, fear & thrills all in one.
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?
I closed a chapter I wrote a decade ago. It is a death since I once gave it life. What lies next to the pain of loss & fear of the unknown when it comes to death?
‘From Scratch’ on Netflix made me realise the world doesn’t know how & why death shows up. How can we answer why people turn out as they do?
Gehraiyaan isn’t a great Valentine’s Day release. But it does make for some rich girltalk fodder.
This month began with news of the death of one of my close relatives. A few minutes before midnight, he was found at his computer, hand still on the mouse, the light and life gone from his eyes.
When science & facts fail to prove causality, one must turn to belief for survival. Maybe there is no such thing as causality but it helps me cope.