My experience of school, as I remember it, was quite conflicted. As a child I lacked the vocabulary to describe…
Many disabled people in India live with their parents and any expression of sexuality is suppressed as a rule within the confines of their homes. Sexual desires of persons with disabilities are seldom a priority issue for families or civil society. More is said through silence than words. Be grateful that you are alive. Isn’t that enough?
It’s sad that we think we own our bodies: the bodies we love, the bodies we hate, the bodies we…
Through multiple maquettes, I finally came across (since I myself did not know what the result of the form or figure would be) the Reclining Lady. She represents confident femininity and vulnerability. The feeling one has after taking a bath and sitting in the nude, drying oneself in unabashed nakedness.
For so long, private has meant a place that I was forced to create, claim and carve out to hide away from the public violence. And if I’ve been allowed to further wallow in it then I don’t want to – thank you very much.
they say my body is broken they look at me with pity but little do they know when i scream…
Academic scholarship, popular culture and media-generated sex surveys are only beginning to understand ‘pre-marital’ sex among young people in India….
That’s all the big roles and ethics
All there to fulfil.
Another box to tick
Another concrete path to rush
Quick, simple and straight.
Rebecca Traister, in her recent article for the New Republic, titled Let’s Just Say It: Women Matter More Than Fetuses…
It is unusual to find films that focus on older people, especially women, given our obsession with youth, ‘fit’ bodies and beautiful faces.
For me, pregnancy was a strange state of being so present and so aware of my body, while at the same time being separate from it. This experience really did a number on me during those nine months and during the postpartum period.
I am still coming to terms with my own femininity, as with new learnings I find myself regaining many facets of my personality which were lost while trying to ‘act like a man’ and ‘act tough’.
The desire for intimacy might rob one of the intimacy that one shares with oneself and thus, being with the beloved can leave one feeling even lonelier because of the continuing struggle for validation and comfort.
My body houses my pain.
It lives in the wrinkles
below my eyes.
Body + a million This article: written, read, edited, uploaded on to the internet, heard using assistive software, converted into…