It starts with genitalia, it ends when you own it.
An Indian woman. Plus a feminist. Minus a homely girl. A poem on the sum total of me.
Woman, who are you to me?Has the barbed wire changed your face
Amidst the fame of the Varma brothers, Mangala Bayi - their sister, a woman artist, was destined to live a life fettered by the stringent social norms.
The little one had just unfurled her wings, but before she could fly off her soul was sucked out because she was not a boy.
A cartoon panel on what unrolled on 16 December 2012 and how we as a society reacted to the incident.
Since the moral police are this stupid, maybe we should take advantage of it? To any couple who is facing backlash and opposition from their family about their choice in partner, use Valentine's day to your advantage. Get married, and make the moral police explain it to everyone.
We sowed the seeds when we called ourselves Hindu
A poem on how a woman's safety in public spaces and otherwise depends on her luck.
We wear war on our bodies, draping them sensually over our bosom, look at us, hold your gaze while your thoughts run wild.