Mommy Diaries: the fight is real

The fight is real. Not to be reduced to motherhood despite all its joys. Of course a woman is defined by her capacity to produce another human but we forget it is men who are also capable of doing so – we can’t reproduce all by ourselves or change gender by-will like some green frogs […]

#fonction #éducative

Je dois reformuler quelque chose que j’ai entendu récemment… (à mon avis) La fonction éducative de la vie est le rêve de tout philosophe moraliste et de toute propagande conservatrice. Pour vivre pleinement, ne cherchez pas la fonction éducative de la vie, car comme l’art, il n’y a pas de fonction éducative ici!

#Change #starts with #I & #We

In a world where boys are told not to cry, I tell mine that I hear him. I hear him and I am here for him. That he is smart, intelligent, kind. That he is not to be bound by gendered norms but simply be a good human. For he’s a gift like our neighbour’s […]

Mommy Diaries: #Totensalamander #ElizabethII

“Höre mich, tote Schwester, ich trinke dir das letzte Glas.” There’s a trending post: “Imagine if the world showed this much care and empathy for the communities that Queen Elizabeth II and the monarchy colonised and ravaged.” On CNBC news, an article talks of how Queen Elizabeth’s death revives criticism of Britain’s legacy of colonialism: […]

#Kashmiri Apples

Hard rural boys, dark skinned in their six hundred rupees pants – bought on the roadside, wanted to get them beautiful Kashmiri girls when BJP moved forces into the state; “white babes, with cheeks like apples – darlings me marry yous, wanna be my friendship?” So I told them, perhaps women from their family would […]

Mommy Diaries: Unsolicited Advice

Have I ever told you about unsolicited advice? You may ask what is Unsolicited Advice? Unsolicited advice is the manner in which an individual gives information, suggestions, or offers help that is usually unwanted and can be quite irritating to the person on the receiving end to have to hear what the “well-intentioned” individual giving […]

#Otherness

Often hosts flutter aroundme in a compassionateway – eying,placing me securelyin a closed cabinetof fully inadequate.Then the statement –“I have been to yourcountry, must be nice living here?”All I reply is this:“Yes, isn’t it lovely living herein my country?”Securely aware of the realquestion: “How does itfeel to be brown?”