#30to30:Keeping the boys bored. Without guilt.

There is one thing I made my mind up to teach the boys this vacation. Boredom. They have been entertained up to the minute for quite a bit. Now, I fear they think they are entitled to such entertainment. And not privileged to such lenience. Soon, there will be only me to blame for like…

Raising feminist sons

In response to a recent post about raising my boys right, I received a comment that said,’feminism and sexism overload’. Woah! I thought to myself. I was only talking of young boys and raising them right. Is that really feminism? Would you still call it feminism, if instead of me, my husband posted it? He…

Jailed. Twenty years and two months.

Year 1997. At 2.56 GMT on the 24th of December, a one para news story by the BBC News tells us of a double murder in the Sinaw region of Oman. Along with five Pakistanis, three Indians were awaiting their trial the following week accused of the murder of an Omani watchman. The murder of…

Who takes care of the boy’s mother?

“Navas is going back to Kerala. Looks like he has left his job. At least, that’s what he said,” Thatha, my help at home was telling me. “Hmmm,” I nodded. “He is not too sure. Doesn’t look his mechanical motor thing is doing so well. He wants to start something in Kerala,” she added as…

#Be a Voice

Some of us are faces. Some, are voices. Faces are beautiful. Voices, profound. Some days I wake up feeling a hollow within myself. My purposelessness resonates so loud within me that I feel very trashed. I fool myself with dress up, make up, cheer up.  Usually ending up still the same, if not worse. Seeking…