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Articles by: Aditi Munot

It Is Not Okay Uncle!!

It Is Not Okay Uncle!!

Why do we deny it? Why do we accept it? Why is it so prevalent? Molestation by a known person is widely prevalent and is somehow, unfortunately acceptable and is considered unavoidable in family structures. As a victim of this heinous act, you can cry out to your mother or husband or friend about it…. And they will all either[Read More…]

The Politics of Pink

The Politics of Pink

“But my favourite colour is pink Mamma”, he said with pleading eyes for the umpteenth time. “I know, but blue is such a lovely colour. And grey, black, green are also so nice”, she tried persuading him. “No, I like pink and purple. I want to buy those pink shoes”, he persisted. “Pink is a very girlie colour, you know.[Read More…]

Yasha Is Not Weak!

Yasha Is Not Weak!

Like every day, the narrow lane was filled with the loud laughter and giggles of the children running around that evening. Just like every other big society or play area, there were two groups among the children, those who played the rugged games… mostly boys and a rare girl or two and the girls gang with a rare boy. Yasha,[Read More…]

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No Strings Attached Love For Our Sons

No Strings Attached Love For Our Sons

Many parents unknowingly deprive their sons of pure and selfless love after a certain age. A son, unfortunately, is often treated like an asset, an investment or ‘an adhikar’. And a few things done for him are somewhere, unwittingly motivated by the selfish desire for a return on the emotional or monetary investment. Phrases like ‘shravan kumar’ and ‘agyakari beta’[Read More…]

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Fair & Lovely?

Fair & Lovely?

“Chachi, you are so lucky ya. I must say you really married a handsome hunk.” chirped Sonia. “Your boys are so cute and fair and handsome, just like Chacha.” Meenal had heard this so many times before. In the fifteen years of her marriage, she had heard similar statements from friends, family and mere acquaintances a thousand times. Actually no.[Read More…]

Molest Me No More, Rape Me No More

Molest Me No More, Rape Me No More

Please allow me to walk the street Without being for your eyes a treat Don’t look down my shirt Don’t check the length of my skirt My bosom is round, my hips are tight But none of these are for your delight Burqua, jeans or any clothes are my fashion Why should I dress with caution? I may be a[Read More…]

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