I pressed her again on the question I’d been turning over in my mind: Why is it that writing (or really any creative pursuit) seems to be in such conflict with parenting? She answered calmly, hardly raising her voice. “Because the point of art is to unsettle, to question, to disturb what is comfortable and […]… Continue reading Does parenthood destroy creative work? — blue milk
A while ago, a friend of mine, doing her Masters in an apparently premier institution, was rather excited because her boyfriend was coming to visit for a weekend- however, the thrill soon dissipated when she realized getting out of hostel for a weekend, that too to meet a boy (!) would be rather difficult. “Why […]… Continue reading No Sex Please, We’re (Unmarried) Bharatiya Naaris — bicyclewithoutafish
Does anyone else have this problem or is it just me? I am a a girl, brown skinned and extremely short. And its not like I have any major complex or insecurities about my physical attributes. In fact, in my own opinion, I am pretty hot, or beautiful or anything else. Buuut, every time… Continue reading I wanna look that hot
Remember when you were forced to relocate form your home town to a large city not knowing the language used there, and barely knowing English. Look how far you’ve come from there. Now my English teacher is disappointed I didn’t submit my analysis of an advertisement on time. !! So far
Okay, i’m probably going to have my ears cut off and robbed for writing this. I have these diamond earrings. It’s for my second piercing. For those of you who live in a cooler country, it’s the second piercing you get on your ear, the one above the normal place. So the thing is, it’s diamond.… Continue reading What do I do if I dont have money?
It’s a personal pet peeve of mine when someone says that they’re not a feminist, but insist that they are ‘humanist’ or ‘equalist’. Why? because by being either … Source: Why we still need to call it feminism
The time I was some how in the middle of a Muslim prayer gathering on Eid night wearing sleeveless and a tiny pair of shorts. It happened in Malaysia, we were walking around looking at the touristy building and some how turned up in the middle of a huge ground where a mullah was reciting… Continue reading Awkward Times