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What’s behind the Burqa?

  Waiting at a gas station in Bahrain, wearing little but my ripped jeans and raggedly camisole top, I saw a man and his burqa-clad wife. I felt sorry for her and angry with him. He’d managed to cage her in prison bars as light as cotton. And, poor woman! She had to hide herself each day, consensually, when all she may have wanted was to …

A letter to my ex: you raped me; I forgive you

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You didn’t expect this, did you? Well, neither did I till about ten months ago. I had so wonderfully repressed the cold hard facts of that evening; our first and only sexual experience together. I was visiting you over the weekend. Our plan to simply enjoy each other’s company. Our whole relationship, the courage to make the first move eluded me. Each time we huddled …

The Silent B in LGBT

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About twelve years old, with my first reference to hostility towards gays coming from a Sweet Valley High novel, confused I asked my mom, “Why are they all so worried about this boy being happy?” You see I was a child who read SVH on the toilet seat and devoured romantic poets in the sheets. My mother explained that the word gay had two connotations: …

Delhi Pride Series 1: A Dame to Kill For

Asked to write this piece about my experience with dating as a lesbian in India, my first reaction was ‘how is any different from heterosexual dating?’ After all, you follow the same simple three steps: Scan for someone interesting Initiate conversation with said person Either proceed or repeat from Step 1 Full disclosure before moving forward: I am a late bloomer and it wasn’t until …

I hate jeans and I cannot lie

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I don’t own a single pair of jeans. Gasp, you lovers. I’ve escaped the indigo talons of the Canadian tuxedo for over three years now. (Seriously, can we move beyond that, please?) Last I likely wore jeans was in my early twenties (a decade or so ago)! If the subject of styling jeans comes up, I’m always asked why… why don’t I adore the perfectly …

Lessons from my Depression: Being in the Moment

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Over the last year, I’ve played hide and seek with depression. The rabbit hole has been deeper, tougher and so much more unpredictable that I could’ve even imagined. Now and then, I’ve been asked questions like, “why are you depressed? What is lacking in your life?” Other times I’m the lucky recipient of benevolent advice: “Smile. Just try to be happy. You have so much …

Pink reminded me how urban cities like Delhi browbeat working women

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I’d put off watching Pink but tonight I felt brave enough to go watch it. It’s not perfect, but it doesn’t need to be. It makes its point well enough. And for the first time, I do think we needed Amitabh Bachchan, known for ensuring his daughter-in-law was first married to a tree before she embraced the family name, whose presence on any kind of …

#InHerWords: Dear Marks & Spencer, I’m fun, and I’m fat. Gimme bras like me!

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Dear Marks And Spencer, Have you – the whole lot of you that makes and sells and distributes lovely lingerie across the world – ever slept with a fat woman? I have to ask because clearly, you’ve got this all figured out. Let’s see…the rack for size 30 A, B and C. Bra colours: pink with black spots, leopard prints, monkey prints, candy stripes. And …