If we are to regain a democratic future, we need to do everything in our power to stem that rot in the hearts of our children.
Big Brother’s Minions
'Who is the victim? Who the perpetrator of the crime? Answers to these questions are turned on their head.'
No Country for My Nationalism
If you look back at your school life, college life, street life, and community life, perhaps you’d find a story similar to mine from a time when nationalism flowed …
Losing Friends to Bigotry
How does one reclaim a friend or a loved one from bigotry? Is it a curable disease? Are there secret potions that can help?
Living Without a Surname
This poem is about what it means to be a mother of a Muslim child in today's India.
A Poem on Spring, a Saffron Victory and on Being a Muslim
A poem on the turn India is taking, and the fear of dark times ahead in the hearts of minority communities.
A Haunting in the Homeland
People who used to be thinkers are now parroting venomous rhetoric. They are indistinguishable. Their disembodied voices lead me to believe that ghosts exist in modern India.
The Scar of Toxicity
'Striving for every bit of their attention, why are you still proving your worth?'