Death..

मौत तू एक कविता है मुझसे इक कविता का वादा हैं, मिलेगी मुझको डूबती नब्ज़ो में जब दर्द को नींद आने लगे झर्द सा चेहरा लिए चाँद उफक तक पहुँचे दिन अभी पानी में हो, रात किनारे के करीब ना अंधेरा ना उजाला हो ना आधी रात ना दिन जिस्म जब खत्म हो और रूह…

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Is Honour Killing really an act of Honor?

What is Honour? Google defines it as High respect, Great self esteem or The Quality of knowing and doing what is morally right. When exactly do you feel your honor challenged? At what point you start to feel that it becomes so intolerable that you end up killing your beloved daughter or son. In India,…

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Feminism

Don’t touch the pickle. Don’t enter the kitchen. No entering the pooja room. Don’t touch me or anyone. Sleep on the mat. Keep your plate and glass. Wash your clothes yourself. The plants may dry if you touch them. Use clothes, not sanitary pads. Don’t attend marriages or any functions,not supposed to talk to the…

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Why woman’s No still means yes.

I am his robot or servant, I can’t decide what term will suit but definitely can’t be called his wife. How a about you decide when you learn the story. Let me share this story of a girl who was taught that one beautiful day her perfect man will take her forever and keep her…

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