I was seeing photos of Ramadan around the world. One was where a big crowd of women in an East Asian country were all standing up for prayer. Another of a couple of women and kids in their home, praying inside a room. And then I recalled our mothers praying, sisters praying. Inside homes. A … Continue reading The praying women
From a textual idea about miscarriage and abortion, to knowing of actual experiences of whom I know, in the past few years has shaken me in a sense. From being neutral on the topic, and then judgemental. Why won't she take care and see through the pregnancy? Then knowing, that there are instances when a … Continue reading Woman. Womb. Motherhood, or not..
Part 2 - Tamil Nadu I read somewhere the victorian author Mary Elizabeth Braddon saying, women are frustrated and destructive because they are confined to passive domestic lives. The woman of the book have minimal agency over their lives. They are captors of their families, community, and customs. Mothers warn little girls of wanton behaviour, lest they … Continue reading Her choice
Part 1 - Assam Maybe this is insignificant. Still. I started reading a new book, full of anticipation. A book set in Assam where I had lived briefly in. I read about the author a bit, a woman writer. The publisher is Zubaan, so the stage was set for a women oriented story. The first … Continue reading How do we read gender?
..and I will give you 10 reasons why I feel fortunate to have one. Erm, sorry I won’t. I got a message forwarded today on this topic. There are many such messages in circulation nowadays, where the purpose is to apparently educate the public on why a girl child is a blessing and not a … Continue reading I have a girl child..
From the book: Part 4 - Telangana When they were not otherwise occupied, the Madiga children would climb mango trees, play games of Gilli danda and Kabaddi, or the boys would go swimming in deep wells. All children would learn to swim by watching their friends. In the beginning the adults might tie palm wood rafters … Continue reading The Madiga children
My daughter remarked that her brother looked like a witch on the broomstick. ('We' had borrowed that broomstick from a friend and never returned. "She said I can keep it!") Me being the grammar police, rushed in to correct her saying, oh he is a wizard. I don't think she paid much attention to me. … Continue reading Magic, much?
There was an article on fewer women working in India despite rising education levels. The researchers seemed to look for implementing more policies as a solution to this. Amongst the middle class, women are being educated, and very well too. At least in the Southern states that seems to be the situation, speaking from my … Continue reading Policies or the society
It is easy to get carried away in the stream of romantic dramas from the sub continent. Notwithstanding the accusation of these being regressive, some of us do find strange pleasures in watching them time and again. However they numb our brains. Maybe since these are romantic dramas, we the viewers probably want to project … Continue reading What provokes you
Growing up I was not much worried about my appearance, I suppose children had no respite from running around and climbing up until dusk to think about such matters. Well, my height, yes I have agonized about it at odd moments. But overall it was all no bother. So now it is so disconcerting to … Continue reading Little girls and body image