It has been 4 years and Sita is
still a “Dulhaniya”.
She dresses each day in red and applies mehendi and alta – as if it were a daily ritual.
Her churis often break – and she rushes to replace them.
Her sindoor is deep red and always omni present… her smile a permanent fixture…
O Dulhaniya … Sita
BUT – sita does NOT tie her hair! She hasn’t tied them for the last 4 years…
Continue reading Mein Sita
The PM in
“a bold change from the past kind of move” announced women can retain their “OWN” names on their Passport.
Its a BOLD move – as the deeply entrenched patriarchal systems in India automatically assume that post marriage the woman becomes the property of the husband – hence needs to be “stamped” as such…
This move gives a woman her the
right to “retain her old (own) identity”.
A FREEDOM introduced……..indeed………..
Continue reading Me Like Moment – women can retain their “OWN” names on their Passport … BUT
Radha – lay quietly weeping on the floor, she had physically curled up like a fetus!
Her hair was a mess, her bangles broken, her clothes ripped, her face battered and bruised, her hands scratched…
Next morning she was woken up by a sound on the door – and she rushed to open it – to realize that she didn’t even have proper clothes on (hers were torn).
A woman and her MIL came in – and sniggered –
“Looks like they had fun…”
FUN : This word echoed in Radha’s mind. How the F*** have fun when someone is beating you, cussing at you, tearing your clothes off, scratching you, forcibly entering you…
Continue reading Radha Teri Chunari
8th April late night saw me “rant” on FB about Body-shaming! (the excerpt is below)
WHY did I write on FB ?
I meant to actually get things off my chest and tell each body shamer I know personally to
“take a hike” I meant to stand up for myself – and TEACH others around me who watch me – to stand up for herself/himself
I got some very lovely and empowering responses in terms of around 250 plus likes and 65 msgs (this number is still rising)
Sharing a few with you (there were 65 comments):
Continue reading I stood up – to SHAME body SHAMERS…
Vivaan or “the Rock” as people called him – was the high school football caption and was up for National Selections in 1 month.
So was Ruhail…
Vivaan and Ruhail were the proverbial “Jai Veeru” jodi from Sholay and the whole school knew that! And yet they were the most aggressive competitors!
Be it girls or grades or the highest number of goals – they competed on absolutely everything!
And NO they had NO secrets! EVER!
The bro-code remained…. until it didn’t…
Vivaan – The Boy Who loved Spice
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Rohaan was all of 25 and being forced into a marriage (he didn’t want) by his “khaandaan”.
The girl came from a rich-well-to do family, was apparently “pretty” and had gone to a convent school and would “bring a fat dowry” –
BUT hush hush
don’t call it dowry always followed…
Oh how he Abhorred that word –
But then Dadi and Ma went onto count out the amount that had been spent on him and his education at Harward. And those people were just giving “gifts” worthy of their family…. they were NOT taking
Sigh – how he wished he could simply tell them to “bugger off”! He loved both women like mad – BUT they made him MAD! Mad at them, and mad at the world…
Rohaan – The Boy Who Loved “Sugar”
Continue reading That Boy loved “SUGAR”
Iti was a lovely and extremely spoilt girl of 15.
She was part of the “I’m a babe” gang at school. And her favourite pastime was to flirt with all the boys and torment all “ugly chicks” (as she called them).
Let us not forget her designer shoes and clothes and the swanky car which dropped her to school everyday.
Iti – The Girl Who Never Lacked
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Raima had turned 24 yesterday, and she had had the biggest party ever. She had called all her friends from college and all the families who lived nearby.
The food was smashing and the music ethereal.
The guests she was sure would have been stumped and stunned
(had they turned up)
Raima – The Girl Who Never Lied
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Rukku was all dressed up in this amazing long red flowing gown. Her hair was perfectly set as straight waterfall like shiney and smooth black depths. Her lips were a ruby red.
The ocean beyond beckoned but she looked onto the stars – as if tempting them to come to her.
“Rukku – where are you?” , came a loving male voice (almost like a caress)
Rukku in Red (this is a free image used from the internet)
Continue reading THE GIRL WHO NEVER laughed
I met the true meaning of
“Kul ka Deepak” in person at Baridih – he is an amazing 23 yr old boy – who barely got 60% in his Matric exams – from Chandil (near Jamshedpur) and then saw an “end of the road” in his life with no money to support an education and not enough marks to get a scholarship…
BUT the Gods saw in him – a promise to build the lives of many many more like him (remember 78% of the entire Indian Population is defined as “Bottom of the Pyramid”)
the Science in his SOUL won! It won the battle of marks and money – and got him to be an amazing “Grassroot Innovator”
Deepak ka Speaker
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