Why the “adjust and compromise” principle has more to do with divorce than marriage in India.

Despite the commonly held misconception that marriages are breaking like biscuits in India, we still have the lowest rate of divorce in the world because of the tedious and demoralising process of divorce that encourages “adjustment and compromise” as much as the Sima aunties of the country.

Recognise and Respect The Struggle Even if Pink Eyeliner is Not Your Fight.

Despite all the roadblocks that the women’s movement in India has faced, the lack of solidarity continues to be the one that divides and destroys the movement. It would be cautious to remember that even Apartheid succeeded at oppressing people of colour and institutionalised racism by creating divide among the oppressed. Will we let division conquer the women’s movement as well?

Why Do We Insist On Viewing Women’s Income as Pocket Money?

Despite myself I try to understand where these ideas are coming from, I understand that historically men have been dominant in the role of making money. Even early female writers and artists who gained fame made only a fraction of the money their male counterparts did. In many Indian households, even today, the women step out to make money because the man is unable to make enough to support the family which is why female employment rates are higher among lower-income sections of society.

Are We Just Telling Fat Women To Cover Up When We Tell Them To Dress For Their Shape?

I’m insecure about my arms. For me it’s that body part that directly affects my confidence. For most of my life I have had flabby big upper arms and weak shoulders. For the past few years, they’ve been less flabby and much, much less weak but because I lost weight in the area there’s aContinue reading “Are We Just Telling Fat Women To Cover Up When We Tell Them To Dress For Their Shape?”

100 Reasons Why Womanhood is The Worst Deal Ever Made.

Every clothing store in the world thinks I want a shirt that says #selfie in pink, yellow and orange. Speaking of orange, the fact that the colour orange is ascribed to the female gender is just wrong. Orange? Ew. No one likes that. Nor bras. No. One. Likes. Bras. But we wear them because bigContinue reading “100 Reasons Why Womanhood is The Worst Deal Ever Made.”

Every movie tries to teach the same incorrect lesson to all stepmothers: Don’t try to be his mother, just be his friend.

Parents talk about parenting a lot, and often the goal of the conversation is to convince you that their parenting style and techniques are superior and better and guaranteed to work but I’ve always wondered…work to what end? It never seems clear.I’ve never had cause to cohort with parents, I mean obviously I met peopleContinue reading “Every movie tries to teach the same incorrect lesson to all stepmothers: Don’t try to be his mother, just be his friend.”

Why Education Is The Least Important Commodity In The Universities of J&K.

I first met John Mohammed* (name changed) while on a day-trip to the popular tourist destination of Patnitop where he was the proprietor and operator of a portable paddle ride for children. It had been a few months since the revocation of Article 370 and the internet lockdown which continues even today in some form was stillContinue reading “Why Education Is The Least Important Commodity In The Universities of J&K.”

Are you there human-created concept of god? It’s me human-created concept of woman.

Yesterday, in the parking lot of a shopping complex, I offered to carry a 10 kg bag of detergent for an old lady who was struggling to get it out of the shopping cart. As I was helping, her husband (whom I had not previously seen) came running towards us, she had just been thankingContinue reading “Are you there human-created concept of god? It’s me human-created concept of woman.”

The Immigrant Teacher

My sister has been on my mind all day. It’s not surprising given we had one of our two-hour long conversations this morning. I called her, not that I need a reason to call her, because today is Teacher’s Day, and while I am loath to celebrate any religious holiday, I am fine with theContinue reading “The Immigrant Teacher”