Feminism and Sexuality

How I Became a Feminist, and Other Mundane Things
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How I Became a Feminist, and Other Mundane Things

I did not know what feminism meant, but I remember being told I’m too rough for a girl. Or, was…
By Japleen Pasricha
November 15, 2015
How I Became a Feminist, and Other Mundane Things
Talking about Gender and Sexuality as a Feminist Mother: It Only Gets More Complicated
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Talking about Gender and Sexuality as a Feminist Mother: It Only Gets More Complicated

“Mamma, look, that’s a boy giraffe, I can see his penis,” exclaims my four-year-old daughter in delight at her discovery…
By Shilpa Phadke
November 15, 2015
Talking about Gender and Sexuality as a Feminist Mother: It Only Gets More Complicated
The Editorial: Feminism and Sexuality
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The Editorial: Feminism and Sexuality

“Ab dil karta hai haule haule se Main toh khud ko gale lagaun Kisi aur ki mujhko zaroorat kya Main…
By TARSHI
November 15, 2015
The Editorial: Feminism and Sexuality
Nazrein Milana, Nazrein Churana OR Your Selfie’s Eye: An Anecdotal Reflection
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Nazrein Milana, Nazrein Churana OR Your Selfie’s Eye: An Anecdotal Reflection

In 2013, ‘selfie’ entered the Oxford English Dictionary. By 2015, with front-facing phone cameras available on the cheapest of smartphones,…
By Paromita Vohra
November 17, 2015
Nazrein Milana, Nazrein Churana OR Your Selfie’s Eye: An Anecdotal Reflection
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