What you say and how you say it, affects other people. Being sensitive to this can be empowering.
Our value as human beings is determined by our use. What happens to the things that make us human in this capitalist world? Mental health suffers.
The second dark COVID of my soul is here except it doesn’t feel quite as dark. I feel stupid and it is peaceful.
An ode to disappointing idols, to deified affections, to desecrated loyalties and lost gods.
Gehraiyaan isn’t a great Valentine’s Day release. But it does make for some rich girltalk fodder.
Maybe the only reality is an awkward feminist. We are fighting patriarchy and also those who weaponise feminism to wage war on each other.
A boundary is a lesson in consent. It’s rooted in a sense of self. Who you are, says what you allow.
Most of us are entrapped in boundaries set by other people that have become prisons. Boundaries are only good when you set them yourself.
Is your first thought of a stranger an uncharitable one? What do your judgements say about you?
