A poem on how I would like to leave this world.
When the Rains Arrive
Of tears, rage and suppression.
I’m an Artist, and I’m Not Free
A young artist on feeling stifled by stringent frameworks of gender, nation and 'respectable' art.
My Internal Conflicts in a Conservative Family Setting
'I want to express my opinions and be heard but at least I can do that and be laughed at'
What the Call to Ban Unofficial Groups at IITB Really Means
The protests in IITB against groups discussing and challenging inherent oppressions are another nail in the coffin of free student expression and activism