In my mother tongue there is a phrase that when literally translated means, “What news?”…
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When the editor suggested a write up on a Women’s only train, yes, you heard…
Here I am, sitting at the gymnastics ground waiting for my son to finish his…
Imagine this- you are at a presentation. You are the star of the show and…
There were days when Indian Railways was a male dominated play field with testosterone levels…
I traveled to Pune the other day, in a car. It was still early, and…
I was always curious about why any discussion about menstruation had to be done secretively…
We Indians don’t waste much. We recycle everything from newspapers to plastic packets and of…
Half way through the summer, as the sun scorches and variety of under arm odours…