Why I Didn’t Celebrate International Women’s Day

The people who know me are well aware of my strong opinions. I am unabashedly critical of people in power, people around me, all ideologies and religions, and even some of the things that are considered politically correct these days. Respect Everyone. Worship No One. I live by this principle. I also identify as a…

Real Women

Real women are fat Real women are thin Real women are also Somewhere in between.   Real women are curvy Real women are sharp Real women are arrow-stiff They’re a walking work of art.   Real women cross their legs Real women spread them wide Real women may not have legs And that’s perfectly fine….

Anti-Semitic Feminism- Yes, It Exists

It has been a while since I entangled myself in the various -isms of political thought. From a staunch Marxist, I became a Socialist, an Eco-Centrist, a Post-Colonialist, couple other -ists and then I found my ideological home. Feminist. Aha! An -ism I could actually belong to. I mean, I would be stupid if I…

Against #MeToo- Rape Culture in 31 Tweets

My entire Facebook and Twitter feed is full of #metoo posts. Almost every woman on my friend list has been assaulted, harassed, or molested at some point in her life. Some of them wondered if their story was too “trivial” or “unimportant” to share. Some of them wondered yet again if what happened was indeed…

Entertainment Journalism and its guilty secret: Fat Kink – A Rant

“OMG, You won’t believe what (insert name of female star) wore to this event (Oscars, Grammys, UN Conference). Honestly, sweetie, you need to put that cookie jar aside….” Yes. That is exactly how many articles about celebrities and their lives go. The time peg could be anything; an event like the Oscars or said celebrity’s appearance…

Transwomen are women. Period.

The world has always found ways to narrow down the definition of a woman. If one is too fat to be a real woman, another is too skinny. If one is too aggressive, another is much too coy. It is absurd that something as basic as who someone is, must be defined by qualities they should…

A silent storm: Irom Sharmila

“Irom fasted for 16 long years, in the hope that her suffering would bring change. She broke her fast last year when she realized that she needed to find another way in the face of the establishment’s indifference. She contested elections this month and received only 90 votes, as opposed to her opponent, Okram Ibobi Singh,…

The Absurdity of International Women’s Day

I am a fantasy of your lonely nights, Two breasts and a butt; A hole to fuck, For all days of the year but one. My intellect is a mark Of my unattractive androgyny. My sass is too ugly. Your macho instincts need A coy little lamb, For all days of the year but this….

The Handmaiden of Hari: Meerabai

“Unbreakable, O Lord,  Is the love  That binds me to You:  Like a diamond,  It breaks the hammer that strikes it.  My heart goes into You  As the polish goes into the gold.  As the lotus lives in its water,  I live in You.  Like the bird  That gazes all night  At the passing moon, …

A healer of history’s wounds: Florence Nightingale

I was seven when I first heard of her. There was a short story in my Hindi language reader, about a young girl who nursed a sick puppy back to health. The illustration was of a little girl with pigtails, wearing a red dress. And the book said that she was on her way home…