The In-Between Identity
July 10, 2011
How does this visual harassment compare with the physical violation I feel in India? Where can I feel truly liberated in my own skin?
How does this visual harassment compare with the physical violation I feel in India? Where can I feel truly liberated in my own skin?
“If India had been a man, we would have had a very unhealthy relationship.”
Close to half of 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grade girls want to lose weight. Shocked? You shouldn’t be.
I’m not a man. But were it not for my father’s prayers that he be blessed with another daughter, I
Our promise to you: this will help you understand at least one aspect of at least one man you know.
Right now we are building their hard drive. As much programming as you do in their brain, it’s going to stay in there for good.
I cared about girls, I cared about looking good, and I cared about my hair staying spiky. My dad was aware of the line of thinking that often plagued teenagers like me.
It’s difficult to see your father as a man—not a superhero, a brave soldier, nor as I once dreamt, a counter-terrorism agent. We miss the children in our parents sometimes.
‘What will fall faster, the watermelon or the pebble?’ I got my answer by dropping a little sack and a giant boulder and actually seeing both of them fall simultaneously.
I was at a dinner party last night when the conversation turned to parenting. Unexpectedly, the word ‘fashion’ was
It did not start off with dida as my nanny. There was this one woman who would tie me up to a table so I wouldn’t crawl away.
How–with no vehicle, no viable jobs lined up, and barely any contacts–did they successfully immigrate to a country as literally and figuratively cold as Canada, with three kids younger than 15?