A “Job” Well Done: A Poem For My Daughter

Finding you Fearless… I taught you to  Fear. Eternally Curious… I taught you Indifference. Charmingly Honest… I taught you Pretence. Openly Friendly… I taught you Caution. Implicitly Trusting… I taught you to Doubt. Clingingly Needy… I taught you Independence…...
What Is My Voice? A Poem For Asifa

What Is My Voice? A Poem For Asifa

What Is My Voice? Is my voice the color of my skin; Or the brand of the clothes that I wear? Is it the name of the God I worship; Or that of my gender laid bare?  Is my voice the sound of my music; Or is it the language I speak? Is it the size and shape of my body; Or...
An Unusual Whatsapp Rendezvous

An Unusual Whatsapp Rendezvous

Last night while scrolling through my WhatsApp messages, a new message popped up. The number looked familiar and on closer examination I remembered that it was my old phone number from almost 15 years ago. I looked at it frantically. How was this possible? In utter...
The Whitesplaining of History Is Over

The Whitesplaining of History Is Over

When the academy was the exclusive playground of white men, it produced the theories of race, gender, and Western cultural superiority that underwrote imperialism abroad and inequality at home. In recent decades, women and people of color have been critical to...
Matching the “Pegs” and “Holes”

Matching the “Pegs” and “Holes”

  In the frenzy that follows a celebrity death or any horrifying end to a well-known personality, the Freuds, Sherlocks and Devi Shettys of society come out of the woodwork to voice their expert opinions. News channels and social networking sites are full of messages...
Madhubani Magic

Madhubani Magic

It was an exuberant Kannada Koota gathering. The auditorium was packed with members of the S.F Bay Area chapter of the Kannada association. My aunt and I were part of the audience, cheering along as various singers and dancers entertained us. A drama/skit was...