The I Column
This piece won’t write itself as an opinion piece or a review of experiences that happened or were bound to…
Being a journalism student once, and having a network of seniors and batch mates who came from a journalism background,…
My first ‘date’ was at a festival screening of an understated French-Canadian film that featured a tremendous amount of chatter and Chopin. I qualify ‘date’ because, while I was certainly on the brink of tumbling head over heels, the object of my affection, let’s call her ObjA, was blithely unaware of the romantic hopes that hinged upon our meeting.
In the middle of this pandemic, can one seek sexual support in the form of a hook up with one’s best friend, ‘just because’? Is it redefining boundaries, is it sympathy sex, is it simple indulgence, or is it something that one or both might later resent?
This article was originally published here. This article not based on any studies I know of, but then I know…
Have you ever heard the old adage, “You have to love yourself before anybody else can love you”? Well, I grew up interpreting this in the absolutely most terrible way possible.
“I feel comfortable with who I am,” he responded. “I’m at ease with myself. I don’t wake up and hate myself. I can’t tell you how amazing that feels.”
“I know how that feels,” I told him.
I did my schooling and higher studies in Delhi. Thanks to a compulsorily uniform attire at school, the differences in socio-economic backgrounds of students were successfully erased. But as one enters college, one’s attire gets significant attention, especially for a person from a weak socio-economic background. This transition period from school to college is also the age of sexual anxieties, experiments and experiences.
I did not know what feminism meant, but I remember being told I’m too rough for a girl. Or, was…
Youngsters are bombarded every day with messages related to sexuality, sex and relationships from various sources. And we also know that not all the information they encounter prepares them well to make choices.
Where did my body go? This is a question I have asked myself repeatedly over the last two years. My…
It was not uncommon for me to feel like an imposter, helping others connect with themselves while struggling to do the same myself.
I wish my elders had told me about more than just bleeding when they talked about menstruation. I wish they…
We don’t have an original I-Column this month. Instead we feature the voices of two women, Deepika Padukone and Reshma…
At 13, I could (correctly!) explain the reproductive system of a plant. I’d been rather intimate with the anatomy of…