My Mother,The Cow?

My Mother,The Cow?

Actually she isn’t. That headline was only meant to grab eyeballs. She fought again odds to educate herself. No not just school or college. She dared to go to the university. And then get herself a post graduation degree. Though she married my father through an arranged marriage, there was nothing ‘arranged’ about her marriage. […]

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In Defence of Anti-Romeo Squads

In Defence of Anti-Romeo Squads

Romeo Montague (Italian: Romeo Montecchi) is one of the title characters in William Shakespeare’s tragedy Romeo and Juliet. Romeo, the son of Montague and his wife, secretly loves and marries Juliet, a member of the rival House of Capulet. Forced into exile by his slaying of Juliet’s cousin, Tybalt, in a duel, Romeo commits suicide […]

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Black Days…

Black Days…

My baby She woke up crying For the fifth time, tonight I gathered her in my lap and put the bottle into her mouth At 18 months, she does not understand black money, demonetization or national interest. *** Meanwhile, three men died in the queue, waiting for their daily share Of 2000 rupees, which would pay […]

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Whose Code Is It Anyway?

Whose Code Is It Anyway?

Let’s begin with a story. A poor woman, a mother of five, is divorced by her husband. Uneducated, with no means of income to support her, she approaches the court for alimony to keep her body and soul together and take care of her children. After the usual delay that the legal procedure is wont […]

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Feminism: How Much Is Too Much?

Feminism: How Much Is Too Much?

  Feminism is evil. Feminism destroys families. Feminism is anti-men. Feminism teaches women to see men as perverts, bullies and misogynists. Anyone who has had anything to do with feminism has heard these sentences being repeated again and again in different ways. A cursory search on the Internet for the memes on feminism throws up […]

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And Then There Was Subamma

And Then There Was Subamma

Subamma was old, helpless and on the streets. Being paralysed from waist down she lived on just one spot on the earth – in the corner of a busy street in a small town in South India. She seemed to have appeared from nowhere. One morning, office goers found her lying there, wearing a torn saree caked with […]

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The Teacher Of All Things

The Teacher Of All Things

Having made the heartbreaking choice of studying journalism for my Master’s degree instead of my first love English literature, I marched off to the University to master the art of reporting and editing. All was well, till I learnt that folks in the English Department next door were studying Dostoevsky. Knowing that I would be […]

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The India I love

The India I love

  So, I was out in Mylapore this evening. And there was a mela all around. The pavement shops were selling everything from terracotta pots and pans to herbal oils for mosquito bites to cheap plastic toys and knick-knacks. Fortune tellers sat on the roadside with their parrots picking out fortune cards for hopeful clients. […]

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Ten Years In Chennai

Ten Years In Chennai

  When I came to Chennai to join  a newspaper as the chief sub-editor, I did not know this city. I had no friends here. I could not speak the language. There was just one thing I was absolutely clear about — this city was too hot, too crowded ( I was coming from Mangalore, […]

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Another Tragedy, Foretold

Another Tragedy, Foretold

Let us call her Divya. Because that is her name. And this is not a story that merits a ‘name changed to protect identity’ clause. Divya lived in a small town and was studying to be a nurse. And had the same dreams for her life like any other 21-year-old – a good job, a decent […]

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From A Mother’s Diary

From A Mother’s Diary

Lesson for today: If you don’t force bedtime on your one- and- a- half-year old daughter , she will spend the last half hour in her day trying to pack in as much as possible. She will run around the room screaming like a banshee, speak to the mirror, chew off the tail of a […]

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Between Hunger And Excess

Between Hunger And Excess

I have always suspected that we Indians are schizophrenic. On one hand, we send our children to the best schools and colleges, hoping that they would get a seat in the best professional colleges across the world, earn money in dollars, travel to Hawaii and the Far East for holidays. On the other, we would […]

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