They hand you a boxFour neat lines joined at supremely perfect right anglesYour body, rounded at the edges, pliable, more flesh than muscleSqueezing yourself into shape you triumph, look you say, I fitSkin compacted into nothingnessCells harnessed to behave One … Continue reading They hand you a box
On our last day in Basel we decided to visit the Kunstmuseum. The museum boasts of the largest and most significant art collection in Switzerland. I can confirm that they indeed have a vast array of artworks, which needs much-much-much … Continue reading Last Controversial? Day in Basel
We had visited the Cherry Blossoms last year, and they left an indelible impression on my mind. So, this year when a dear friend texted to inform me that a picnic was on the cards I jumped at the opportunity. … Continue reading Hanami: Picnic under the Cherry Blossoms
I was informed by a Whatsapp message from my brother-in-law (a new blogger in the hood, will post his blog link soon – stay tuned) that it is Women’s Day. I thought I would post something slanted for the occasion. … Continue reading Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron!
Fabrics, tattoos, jewellery, make up, bring it all, and bring it in bulk. I got introduced to Michele Lamy a few months ago and have since been deeply fascinated by her. Watching Lamy is like looking at art, you are … Continue reading Style Inspirations: Women and Jewellery
I remember the Ambassador rides from Bhubaneswar to CuttackYour tussar sari draped around your shoulderAt home you would read files, make notes“It is tough being a woman Secretary of Industries”You had endometriosis A fresh incision on an arterial veinNever did you take … Continue reading The Uterus Inheritance
During my research on the ghazal, I discovered that the work done by several women poets in the eighteenth and nineteenth century had been removed from written history. Women had systematically been excluded from several anthologies. In Urdu, as oral … Continue reading Scratching at Layers of Patriarchal Sedimentation
Dearest Neenaji, Namaste. This is going to be a long letter. There is so much I feel about and for you that I have kept bottled up over the years, I am afraid it is going to shamelessly flow. Therefore, … Continue reading An Open Letter to Neenaji