The ceaseless battle with uncertain thoughts, entangled in undecipherable fear, has led me to a resolute decision: to immerse myself in reading.
I have witnessed what life was for women living in joint-families laced with religious and cultural beliefs that deprived them of their privacy and dignity.
It's funny that what Foucault stated about a prison and how people’s gaze can visually control another person seems so relevant to my neighbourhood.
The author’s take on womanhood and its subjective definitions, inspired by an anecdote narrated by her mother.
Musings of a first-time voter during the Tamil Nadu assembly elections.
A poem about the trauma and injustice of living as a woman in a patriarchal world