Ladies and gentlemen, we are floating

Is it okay to say that female birds are not as attractive as their male counterparts? Or does it make me a sexist? I can't be sure. Because people pounce on others for saying things that they deem, personally, to be offensive. Context does not seem to matter. As long as they are upset, they will fight... Continue Reading →

It’s not over until a lady bird sings

I used to write about birds and deduce parallel conclusions in relation to our lives. Lately, it’s been the other way around. I have been focusing on our dreams. The love we borrow. Some of the obstacles we face. The evil we are capable of. I have shared a lot from my personal life too. The little things I... Continue Reading →

Dot and the forehead

The bedroom door creaks, as her pottu runs cold, reaching speeds of estimated tax returns; she shakes her fists at the world, screaming "turn me into a porcelain doll before my private parts start to burn". A pottu or a bindi is a little coloured dot that Indian women wear on their foreheads. It is more... Continue Reading →

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