Resistance is our inheritance “In the dark of the night – The snare was laid out Prisoned in our own homes, At gunpoint, lips sealed Our hearts silently crying And yet there is no empathy From those who call us their own, Rather, as a Kashmiri woman I am objectified … Read more →
A man I know by Shivapriya Ganapathy
A man I know (from film screenings and art fests in the city) came up to me and asked What I think of the #Me too movement. What can anyone think of it, really? Later, someone else asked about the Aziz Ansari incident. All I can tell you is I … Read more →