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‘It Ends with Us’ was a movie that I was hesitant to watch because I knew the theme would be triggering for me. The never-ending controversies around the movie made me curious enough to watch it on Netflix months after its theatrical release. The movie is an adaptation of Colleen Hoover’s bestselling novel with the
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Last week, I read a random news report in a Malayalam daily about a 19-year-old woman who committed suicide because her husband bullied and shamed her for being dark-complexioned. At first glance, the news did not strike me as anything great, but as I kept reading, the story flashed images of what the woman might
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It was in Class XI that I learned my fully clad body could be deemed as provocative and vulgar by those around me. A teacher asked us girls to wear ‘dupatta’ or shawl moving forth because the boys in my grade are somehow distracted by our bodies. I, an innocent 16-year-old, was suddenly made conscious
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Growing up, I have seen many women around me who had long forgotten who they were other than for their identities as mothers and wives. They no longer knew what their desires were or what made them happy. All my childhood, I have genuinely wondered why women around me behaved as if they were inferior
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Writing has always felt natural to me. I know I have a lot to share with the world, though I am unclear who would want to hear me. Toni Morrison says in the preface to her first novel, “If there’s a book that you want to read, but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it.” Her words
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I am an aspiring writer. I would be using this blog as a space for showcasing my journey as a writer. You will find stories, thoughts, memories, opinions, rants and occasionally even poems here! Octavia E. Butler rightly says, “You don’t start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it’s good
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