A hijabi woman recounts her time in Bengaluru, a city which welcomed her but is now the cause of much heartbreak in the face of rising communalism in Karnataka.
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Heemal, the Unsung Poetess of Kashmir
The essence of Heemal's innocence, pain and deep thinking reflect in her poetry.
To Fold or Not To Fold – One’s Conundrum in Saying ‘Namaste’
Over time, I noticed that people in the field are a bit restless and reserved when I made the folded hand gesture to say ‘vanakkam’ or ‘nandri’ (thank you).
My Story With Bipolar Disorder, and How to Talk and Not Talk About Mental Illnesses
An essay on how society treats physical and mental pain differently – even though they can be equally unbearable.
The Resilient Refugee
A poem on my father being caught up in the Partition, and how his narration of the events of 1947 helped me understand the human cost of the division of …
Of Queens and Paramours
On female travellers, the terrible maleness associated with history and the continuous lack of female voices.