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The Greens of My Lives

The Greens of My Lives

A reflection on the myriad and plentiful greens of the listless city of Pune in an attempt to ward off the disparaging heat-fatigue of New Delhi.

Fertile Baldness

Fertile Baldness

Shame, non-acceptance, and exclusion unfailingly accompany baldness. But baldness can be fertile, too—for humour and style, if nothing else.


Bombay

Verticals

Modern, Western-aspiring society has a crisis of lifestyle; its problem is not its physical distance from nature, but its emotional distance.

Woman in Charge: Gram Sabha

Woman in Charge: Gram Sabha

Tara wished she could speak more at these meetings, but there were important people here. She had to make a good impression.

Woman in Charge

Woman in Charge: Water

Tara had just discovered an ugly truth. This man, this public servant, was flaunting his corruption. She didn’t want him to win.

Boyfriend

Boyfriend

Fear and guilt, judgement and inconvenience: one writer recounts her struggles of staying over at a male friend’s house in a city like Bombay.

Woman in Charge

Woman in Charge: Wood

This, the steep path to the forest, was their brief escape to a world free of judgment.

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Woman in Charge: Mela

Girls, whose bodies had widened, gyrated and swayed, performing in ways society wouldn’t otherwise allow.

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Woman in Charge: Picking

As the women sat together, they picked the leaves off the branches, leaving only the tiny buds that now smelled ripe with intoxication.

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Woman in Charge: Dreams

At this moment, more than anything, she wished she too could giggle and laugh and read words and whisper secrets.

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Woman in Charge: Mother

At times like these, Tara missed the gentle music of her village, which was so unlike this town.

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Woman in Charge: Respect

Hair that shined in the morning light, ruddy cheeks, small eyes, and full lips. Their gaze, she knew, rested on her.