“We’ll be back soon,” as I called aloud, Easwari stepped over the threshold. “I so badly want to join you both and seek their blessings. But it so happens that I just cannot come with you. What can I do,” she
No Shame To Talk About Mental Illness A 2019 report by researchers from the University of Birmingham (the first UK cohort study looking at the associations between domestic abuse and mental illness) reported a “strong association” between exposure to intimate
The advocacy of equality Socio-political, economic, cultural, Radical to aesthetic And now intersectional In the enlightened 21st century Still laments for Qahat-ur-Rijal…
A WHOLE NEW WORLD ‘I can open your eyes Take you wonder by wonder Over, sideways and under On a magic carpet ride’ The tabletop fountain in the middle of the warm room calmed her down. Jasmine took a deep breath
It must have washed up on the shore from the river that dead body. Someone had arranged death for him. The dead man is walking from the shore towards me. It may take three more minutes for him to reach me.
I think after a time you stop ageing and time itself enters a zone that is timeless Memories freeze somewhere in the thin air and thoughts are scrambled, losing logic There you move on a path between dying and death Uncertainty
Crouching on the silent snow Touching the concealed grass below With fingers numbed and stiffened from Encounters with the frosty death, The women lift their vacant eyes To a mountain eagle in lonely skies, Each a frozen mannequin Sculpted form of
“Will she ever settle in one place and concentrate on learning?” An expression of worry marked Thalatha’s face. Her small, beautiful eyes with long lashes were sleepy. Her thick curly hair, long enough to fall to her waist, was messed
“They disappear, They lose their minds, They commit suicide.” “No locusts will come a thousand miles away to devour sin.” 1 Once again, a great loss, but this time Ayya couldn’t bear it. It is equivalent to the pain out
It all started with a simple knock on the door. There was a rule in their locality that you would knock whenever you enter each other’s house. But the knock was unique. One has to knock two and a half times.
It was her first day in the new office after being appointed as Deputy Commissioner. A critical district was assigned to her, with all new people well-articulated rather over-articulated both politically and religiously. It was the first time that a
The audacity of red Spluttering thoughts Like furious seeds of mustard Anxiously tread. A riot of knots Lurching in my head. Overriding the boundless blue skies Valor, pride and celebrations Colour red emphasize. Beyond these cultural connotations Red also implies Pain
One Magical Night Down in the meadows: On the lustrous green, Sprawled beneath: In the shade of the old oak tree, Surrendered in my thoughts….. My eyes glimpsed: The sweet lilies bloom, Beside the gushing stream: Breathing the scented spray, Profound! As
I find him barefoot moon-silvered face tilted to forest canopy scrabbles luminous eyes in my torch beam. Now the lightning eastern sky stirs currawong chords breeze prickles bare skin. I shiver. the slap of his unclenched fist still stings,
I still remember a few months ago when I unexpectedly blurted out on a video call to Shameela, the editor of FemAsia, that I’d write this article. This came out right after I told her about the wonderful Sprouted
It was Holi, a joyful and colourful Indian festival marking the arrival of the Spring harvest, celebrated with crowds of people joyfully rubbing powdered colour on the faces of friends and strangers, and sprinkling coloured water onto each other. Dancing in
“Everything that slows us down and forces patience; everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.” ~May Sarton. Our tiny backyard garden is a year-round source of peace and produce.Gardening
There’s nothing wrong. Nothing wrong. That’s your fear labelling us. We are the Kali women. And all other female, male, androgynous gods We don’t distinguish. We seek. We learn. Comprehend. Embrace. We are the Kali women. In the forefront, striding and, yes
Where is my verse? In the atmosphere…? Hiding in snowy mountains? Or, blooming in an oasis? Maybe travelling in An unknown path… Where was my verse? Searched and found The words… Collected them in my Precious heart Along with blooming
It’s 2021, and breasts are in danger. We’ve always known that, but this is a danger like you’ve never heard before. To all the ways that women’s bodies are pillaged and plundered by patriarchy, add breast ironing. As another
After completing my PhD studies in Norway, the first research project that I involved in was geographically located in eastern Sri Lanka, which focused on ‘post-war recovery’. I was so enthusiastic about involving in the project. Wow!
She feels suffocated, but there is no way out. She feels violated, but she can’t leave. She is chained, but she can’t break the shackles. She is vulnerable. She is miserable. She is denied. She is disrespected. She is
This International Women’s Day, we must celebrate the journey of all those women who pursued their dreams and ventured down the uncharted path in the Bombay cinemas. As I flipped through the pages of Durga Khote, Kanan Devi and
The best way to live one’s life is to live with freedom. A life that is spent doing what we want, how we want, and being happy with our choices is the one with the least number of regrets. This definition
I believe in empowerment and specifically female empowerment. Despite the progress in women empowerment over the years, women find themselves unable to own their voice across the world. This is because/the discriminatory laws and social norms remain unchanged even today.
Sri Lankan context and the dire need for Internal reform of religious communities Like every year, we celebrated our Independence Day on the 4th of February 2021. However, it was earned by our forefathers without much struggle from British rule. There were
“The women have been on the front lines calling for peace and an end to the conflict… and yet, the world is mostly silent.” I crawled into bed, ready for sleep after an exhausting day. But as I browsed the web on