I came across a post that asks the same question that I – a feminist – asked for a while. Why aren’t marriages lasting like our grandparents generation – what changed? A very smart person from America replied: This is answered weekly and no one is listening. You might also ask, “Why didn’t women have […]
Tag: honour
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I see my dog turning old, lose skin under her neck, I see her sleeping more and more, nodding off as she pretends to stay awake. I sit there talking to someone, a person who promises the world to me. I take my book and open a page – last poems I published about an […]
Day 41: The Shit-Show – Single Woman’s Diary
It was really lovely what V said last night: “get them to do a blood test on your 3rd date”! After I told her about how “helicobacter pylori” spreads! And Daniel: “wow you got lucky. You dodged a bullet!” Tinder dates. What can I say? What can I say. You think as a woman abiding […]
Day 25: The Breakup
I will never forget how I used to be this person who’d try to do right by and for all. I was all heart. All sentiments. But over the years, particularly as I started to let go of people, and memories, I am learning that it is best not to hold on to relationships and […]
Day 18: Resistance – The Breakup
When I look back at these 18 days, I have noticed a pattern amidst support and resistance. Supporters have been downright kind and are empathetic to the situation I have been through, or silent readers who wrote to me in person with love and encouragement. While resistance came from those who show some/same amount of […]
Day 15 (Part 2) : 17, Simon Says… – The Breakup
This afternoon I received a message that my friend passed away. 17. That’s what I used to call him. He was the most fascinating creature I have known. We always thought he was way cooler than anyone of us high-school kids, cause he would just take off and do some monk-stuff in seclusion. He would […]
Horns and Cows
Even in the so-called romantic cultures that celebrate passionate entanglements in its literature, films, and mythology — acting “out of love” is not always an equal experience. After the past two (almost) academic posts, today (while lying in my bed, sick with flu) I have realised that it’s time to unpack the condensed ideas that I tried putting through in my previous posts. I don’t want to get into the spiral of academic language (again)… So, let me try to just go with the flow and explain what I mean with the help of popular Hindu magniloquence of “love”. And a bit of random bursting out into songs where “I would do anything for love… I’d run right into hell and back…. I would do anything for love…”!!
ANTHROPOLOGY OF LOVE 