This sub-category is like a personal blog for writers. Writings primarily based in personal experience are part of this.
I first heard this term ‘homely girl’ in 2002, when my friend Ritu got married. She was only 23 then. Her sister’s brother-in-law liked her very much and so proposed her for the marriage. After completing her bachelor’s, Ritu was married off to that guy. Later I came to know that the person liked her,…
Like all lovers, they too had a language of their own. And their love was violent. Now, she gets turned on by the smell of burnt weed or nicotine because it smells like him. The way his thirsty tongue rolls down her throat and slurps her up like soup, leaves her wanting to cling onto…
Every article has a meaning, and that exactly escalates the efforts to intertwine yourself into it. I want to keep this article as soft as it can be because I know the rage inside my mind has nothing to do with the outside world. The things that make me angry might be normal to others,…
The term ‘Democracy’ refers to a system of governance by the whole population. The rising awareness among people regarding the concept has caused sleepless nights for authorities around the world. From the streets of Hong Kong to the fields of the Netherlands, citizens are rapidly awakening to their constitutional rights. Our country hasn’t been left…
My grandmother smells of coconut oil and Yardley talcum powder. Her hair is thinning, but she has black hair. She has never colored it. She dumps the coconut oil on her head lavishly and religiously. She wakes up early in the morning and goes for a long bath. She comes out, drapes her saree loose,…
How many years would it take a pupa to become a butterfly? You read me correct when I used the word years. For me, it took twenty long, draining years to start the process of metamorphosis — twenty years of bondage within me. I never tried to free myself of the chains of relations, and…
Naren was a successful lawyer based in Kolkata. Being the only child of the family, he was a darling to his mother who showered boundless love and affection upon him. Naren grew up as a perfect ‘ma ka beta’ who loved his mother dearly and vowed to do anything for her. Naren was brought up…
I waited a while before coming out to speak in the squeaky, mousy voice of a timid Disney character (think Piglet). It’s easy to shoot me down, more so since the year-end travel time is upon us. It is one of the biggest trends among us millennials, and I refuse to toe the line hence,…
The upper primary school curriculum of West Bengal has recently incorporated a topic on bad touch and good touch. The idea was to develop awareness among students about sexual abuse. Obviously, this has been done keeping an eye on the rising number of assaults on children around the globe. In most cases, the child, unable…
My office laptop showed me only about 324 unread mails that I needed to read and work upon. Three hundred and twenty-four freaking unread mails! Unlike in my Gmail, these were not promotion mails that I could just sweep to archive. This usually happened on days when I had back to back calls and meetings…
Once, someone had told me, “You look so much like your grandmother.” I didn’t pay heed because I was used to hearing that all the time. It was like how everyone would look at Harry Potter and sigh, wistfully, “Oh, you have your mother’s eyes!” Be it my eyes or my cheekbones or the shape…
I was 17 when I started living alone. I was in Bangalore for the last three years, and now, I am in Chennai. And I am a self-declared pro at finding and living in real estate. Well, the budget real estate. The cheap and the decent. The manageable places. The adjustable neighborhoods. The struggle to…
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