The seeds are sown when ; You are asked to keep your distance from the boys, as soon as you are old enough to understand the word ‘different’. You are asked to come home before dark and not wander alone. You are asked to ‘behave like a girl’. It continues when ; You don’t dress…
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Cute
I hate being called ‘cute’! In Sharma-sisters lingo, cute translates to ‘ugly-but-tolerable’ and in Mayuri-lingo, cute translates to ‘ugly-but-not-vomit-inducing’ I hate being called ‘cute’! Cute is….stuffed teddy bears. Cute is….chubby kids whose cheeks you want to pull. Cute is….adverts like the Pond’s Googly woogly whoosh. Cute is….a word you use when you want…
Silver Rain
I have never been fond of the rain, despite being born in June. The 6th of June was the day Mumbai unfailingly welcomed the monsoons each year. And the rains played spoilsport each birthday. Due to the downpour, my birthday parties were invariably ruined. Which is why I never liked the rains much, despite being…