Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word
I asked women to tell me about when a man apologised to them. A genuine, responsible, heartfelt sorry.
I asked women to tell me about when a man apologised to them. A genuine, responsible, heartfelt sorry.
We glorify the dude with the dark past. The slightest chink in the brick wall facade that he calls a personality, is celebrated. But does he deserve us?
Solidarity is seen as a quality used to protect wrongdoers from consequences. Everyone is made to participate as a virtue.
I saw a trio walk down the main road last night. As they passed under the street light, I caught a flash of familiar fabric swathes across their bodies. Dupattas, hijabs, masks – who could say? Immediately the thought sprung to my mind – ‘The Nightiewali Aunties’.
There is a sense that the Saree Wearers’ Club is an exclusive one, limited to women who are married or of a certain age, have a certain body shape and even they wear it in certain ways & on occasions only.
I read ‘Room’ and ‘See What You Made Me Do’ to understand why men hurt women. They were triggering but they helped me find strength.
In how many ways shall I experience grief? I watched THAPPAD and thought about all the people who have hit me. In plural
This is a recap of my menstrual cup journey. I have not one but two that suit me now.
The bonds between women are downplayed, disrupted and even villified.
It is the face of a woman that the world likes to call a Strong Woman. It is a tired look. A jaded look. A bored look. A dismissive look.