To anyone unfamiliar with Dream11, it isn’t just a fantasy sports game in which you can win money. It’s a mood, a thing to fight with friends over. Plus, according to a recent SC ruling, it’s completely legal!

Why didn’t you fight back when you were slapped and your earring fell off? Why are you still around, crying pathetic pools of tears and snot? Why aren’t you doing what your head tells you to and leave? How did you just become a statistic of physical abuse?

We’ve been trained to believe that hating the way our body looks, feels, and weighs is another way of subscribing to societal demands of female beauty. It’s dangerous and self-destructive. But if I’m being honest, maintaining a veneer of body positivity, when you can’t stop thinking of your weight, feels much the same to me at this point.

It would have been fine if the Sadhguru, aka Jaggi Vasudev, were spreading whatever garden-variety message of peace and brotherhood he wanted to advance. It’s when he dumbsplains science that things begin to get tricky.

As woke millennials, it’s our duty to speak to our friends about consent, to call out their misogyny. But rarely do we direct this sense of purpose toward our own family. We never call out that bigoted cousin or the proudly homophobic parent.

While some on the internet have been accusing Arvind Kejriwal of staying silent while Delhi burns, another section claims that we should instead divert all pleas to the home minister. After four days of violence in the capital, has the CM done enough?

The neighbourhood seems eerily quiet. I see a young man in his twenties lifting a sack of stones. A few kilometres away, on a flyover there is a gang of 15-20 young men hurling abuses and stopping cars. Dispatches from Ashok Nagar, a locality in Northeast Delhi, where a mosque was set on fire.

Dear Diary, what a trip it has been to India! The Hindus absolutely love Dolan – that’s my new nickname for him. They went out of their way to prepare all his favourite things: a big wall, a yuge stadium, and a massive violation of human rights in the capital.

The Delhi violence threw up a bunch of brutal videos and photographs, but one that continues to haunt us is that of injured men being forced to sing the national anthem. That perpetrators are unafraid their inhuman acts are being captured on camera says a lot about us as a society.