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”