After reading a preschoolers’ body safety book, Taaru asked me, “Amme, who was your safe adult when you were a kid?” I stopped what I was doing, said “No one,” and went back to what I was doing. She must… Continue Reading →
I wrote the following blog a long time back about the evil called casting couch that has been existent as long as cinema has existed. With the rekindled furore over the Hema Committee report against Malayalam movie industry, I guess… Continue Reading →
A few years back, one day I was feeling quite uneasy and frustrated without a reason and wanted to get out for some fresh air. I told Hari that I was going to take a walk inside our apartment premises,… Continue Reading →
Being a woman in this world is scary. Raising girls in this world is even scarier. And then barking dogs online have the audacity to say “Being a woman is so easy! All the laws support them!” Yeah right! The… Continue Reading →
“Soundaryam Sarikku vinayayi,” – “Sari’s beauty became her curse.” This headline, along with the picture of a girl, hardly 17 years old, in one of the major Malayalam newspapers is still fresh in my memory. Equally fresh is the loud… Continue Reading →
Reading through “Things Fall Apart” by Chinua Achebe as part of my curriculum during my B.A. course was when I first thought, consciously I mean, about my fear of becoming my mother, just like the protagonist Okonkwo lives his entire… Continue Reading →
In an earlier blog of mine, I had written how I maintain a safe distance with religion. I enjoy festivals and do follow some practices which I find interesting. But it is never a norm or an obligation, it is… Continue Reading →
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