An Unequal Music
I read ‘When I Hit You’ by Meena Kandasamy and it brought me back to an episode in my relationship with music.
I read ‘When I Hit You’ by Meena Kandasamy and it brought me back to an episode in my relationship with music.
It’s housekeeping time in the relationships corner of my life. That means letting go of people who don’t behave like my equals.
Yesterday I was introduced on stage by a misogynist host. After I performed a piece about womanhood, another man began harassing me.
It ended because he assumed it was what he thought and what he had to say. It didn’t even occur to him to think of what I was thinking.
I’m in heartbreak. I’m Scarlett O’Hara pining for the virtues of Melanie Wilkes. I’m some other kind of woman.
The Crush has given me a book. The question is to read or not to read?
Of the many wars a woman fights, body image issues are some of the hardest to tackle. Because they’re always fought by an army of one against the whole world inside the dark battlefield of one’s mind. Shame is a powerful adversary.
I didn’t expect to find feminist ideas in a mainstream Bollywood film called ‘Happy Bhaag Jayegi’
What does feminist fashion mean and where does the colour pink fall in it?
“You guys seem so close! Are you really just friends?”
Just friends. What does that even mean?