Sometimes I don’t remember life as I saw it, but as I remember it – intricately braided with KK’s songs, and laden with too much loss.
Muskan Nagpal
Small Town Girls, an Intimate Portrait: ‘We Are Not Like Them’
Growing apart from parents is a ritual of growing up. Just like a thread sways a kite, our relationship with our parents is also a tug of push and pull.
Linguistic Identities: Breaking Down the ‘Sexy’ Accent Challenge on Instagram
On the politics of accents and linguistic othering in multi-cultural India ruled by caste and class differences.
Small Town Girls, an Intimate Portrait: ‘The Freedom to Put on Chappals And Walk Away’
On the ease of walking off into a consistently expanding and contracting world.
Small Town Girls, an Intimate Portrait: ‘A More Sophisticated Language of Stereotyping’
Year after year, Delhi sees an influx of numerous Muslim students. And year after year, they struggle to find homes where they feel safe.
Small Town Girls, an Intimate Portrait: ‘Dreading Where You Come From’
Moving from a small town to the big city, especially for college, is considered a rite of passage. What is often not talked about enough is the journey you take …
Small Town Girls, an Intimate Portrait: ‘A Sense of Lacking’
What happens after you fragment yourself between the small town and the big city? What happens when you live neither here nor there?