PoemsJust womenAges and ages on, men have called women “the bright moon”, “a glittering star”, and “a fluttering angel”; And pretty much everything…
RapeFrom the Ashes, With FearIt was hot. It was hotter than the milk my mommy gave me every evening. My big brother used to play matchstick game, and my mother scolded…
SocietyThe Curse of VellacheryThis probably looks like a picture of badly maintained roads on a rainy day. On the contrary, this is the picture of my locality in…