Don’t dismiss the magnitude of our pain just because your bones have never felt its tremors.
The questions are endless, prime minister, and so is your complicity.
The stories in the book are about the same sense of disbelief, shock and despair India has been feeling over the past few months.
What gives our government the right to question our existence?
In these testing times, small acts of camaraderie is what keeps hope alive and kicking.
On this day the spotlight is on the women as men take the backseat.
How could you claim Ram’s name, his identity and yet be oblivious of his values, his tragedy, his imperfections?