Aaji #FridayFotoFiction

I saw her in the park every day, a lady in her mid 60’s everyone called her “Aaji”. A crisp cotton saree, hair neatly tied and a book in her hand. An English magazine like Women’s Era or Femina or a heavy duty novel like Ayn Rand. She buried her head in the book and… Continue reading Aaji #FridayFotoFiction

Letter to a feminist from the 50’s #WTFOW #WriteBravely

Dear Dadi, It feels a bit odd to be writing a letter to you when I know you are fast asleep in the bedroom right ┬ánext to me. But there are so many things that I have always wanted to say and at times they may not come out verbally as beautifully as they do… Continue reading Letter to a feminist from the 50’s #WTFOW #WriteBravely