By: Minna Kabir Dear BJP Government, into that Heaven of Freedom, let my country awake with true Sabka Saath Sabka Vikas Sabka Vishwas Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high, Where knowledge is free. Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by…

To a former friend, The proud ‘Sanghi’, We always knew, We wouldn’t agree, You enjoyed the divide, I favoured the free Your rabid hate, Now a reality, But, we’ll learn to exist, You and me. (No CAA. No NRC) To my former friend, The closet ‘Sanghi’, You came as a…

My name is Tara Bhatnagar. I am a Hindu. My father, now deceased, was a Hindu. My mother is a Christian. My uncles and cousins are Muslim, Sikh and Christian. One of my aunts and my sister-in-law belong to Assam. We are Indian and a fine example of ‘National Integration’…

A HALF-DECENT POEM ABOUT DEPRESSION. THAT RHYMES. A darkness she saw, In the people she loved, A darkness that roared and rippled. She saw it in Grandpa, Who didn’t like Grandma, Who made sure their son’s heart it crippled. And the darkness she saw, Had grown and grown…

The Red Sparrow It is not unusual that minutes into an Asif Kapadia documentary, one begins to focus on the main character’s face; a face that has the power to shape the narrative of the film in ways unimaginable and continues to haunt you for many days after. What is even more incredible…

Last month, my partner and I decided to beat the heat and “head to the hills!!!”, a very unoriginal idea, given that everyone plans hill-station holidays during the summer, but our excitement to bike from Delhi-Chitkul was unmatched! We carefully planned our days, booked our stay, serviced the bike, packed…

For as long as I can remember, I have struggled with weight. I have had nicknames like moti (fatso), elephant, saand (bull), hippo hurled at me under the guise of humour. I have been excluded from dance competitions, plays and sports in school because I didn’t ‘look’ like I was…

The occurrence of the ‘tension not, have a shot’ syndrome on screens these days. My memory of the first time I got very, very drunk at some ‘cool person’s party’ in college is hazy after the last shot of the night because I basically blacked out. Thankfully, I was surrounded…

Dear doctor, Before I write this piece, I must take the opportunity to state that I am not against doctors or medicine in any way. My General Physician in Mumbai is very good and we have two very capable and thorough doctors in my own family, who we consult whenever…