This poem is about what it means to be a mother of a Muslim child in today's India.
In 2015, a German man asked me if I was a Hindu. In 2022, we are obsessed with who isn't a Hindu.
A poem on the turn India is taking, and the fear of dark times ahead in the hearts of minority communities.
By eagerly picking up the propaganda baton, mainstream media channels amplify particular angles of multi-dimensional stories with pre-defined conclusions.