Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni’s The Palace Of Illusions stands apart from its fellow works from Amish or Sanghi with a simple brilliance, bringing alive the oldest story line with a sassy narrative. Draupadi is an interesting character in the Mahabharatha, even by Indian mythological standards. The woman with 5 husbands has always been a topic of… Continue reading The Palace Of Illusions: The best I’ve read in a while!
A phrase I’ve used more than once in my life, always with pride. I have always defended my lack of traditionally feminine qualities by calling out harmful gender stereotypes whilst also using this line when it comes to drama, makeup or being fussy. I didn’t know they were two different things. I didn’t realize how… Continue reading “I’m not like other girls.”
Appearances don’t matter. Right? Haha, no. They do. I spent a good few years trying to prove to myself that I can raise above our self inflicted standards of beauty, that I could walk this world living life on my own terms. Lol. Then I got realistic. As you grow up, you slowly instigate and… Continue reading The Halo Effect: The reason why we are judgmental pricks
On New Year’s Eve, a whole crowd of girls were molested in the middle of the street in Bangalore.. In the middle of the street. A whole freaking crowd. The battalions of police officers being there made little to no difference. As a 19 year old Indian girl, I know by now that India isn’t always… Continue reading Why the bangalore incident affected me more than usual
The debilitating voice in my ears, loud and numbing, he goes on and on. I slide on my desk with a vacant stare, my interest and attention long gone. I glance around the room for my muse, there’s a small smile on my face. He runs his hand through his hair, and my thoughts race.… Continue reading Rendezvous
I haven’t blogged in a while and I have a lot of catching up to do with my friends’ blogs. My semester is coming to an end and despite my obvious lack of interest and positive agony, I have to buckle down and make up for all the hours I bunked lest I have to… Continue reading My first 50!
via Daily Prompt: Flattery Ever come across something wicked, yet irresistible? He was deliciously diabolical, whispering sweet nothings into her ear, his words were her weakness. She craved for his hollow flattery, oblivious to his glibness. Or maybe she didn’t mind. People are often happy with a shadow of what they actually deserve. Because all… Continue reading Diabolical