The pandemic brought change in the way we talked intimacy and sex. But it was when I decided to turn pleasure into a business, that I really learned about sexuality, in the most organic ways possible.
Angst is a formless shapeless ghost that hounds our mind and heart. People, sometimes unknowingly, invent ways to escape but often struggle and eventually, even give in.
My friends work their bums off to get a house or a vehicle or a ration card registered in their name to feel like independent adults. But independence to me is the general compartment ticket of Indian Railways that doesn’t have my name on it, but still allows me to commute between two far-off stations.
When you’re stretched sideways to Sunday, steeped in work and life, buying time for yourself is not a selfish thing to do. I take especial joy in cancelling plans with others so I can make a few of my own.
“Media line mein paisa hai kya?” That’s a question I often get asked. In India, picking a career and sticking to it is important. Because changing professions is a sign of fickleness and instability. But more than that, it sends your parents into a tizzy.
Lore says that there’s a land where there are no bosses, only friends. A land where coffee and hot chocolate flow freely. In this holy land, the demon entity named Corporate Culture has been vanquished. It sounds a lot like a start-up, but don’t fall for it. Because like purple dinosaurs and superheroes, the “cool workplace” is just a figment of your imagination.
While followers of the BJP-Shiv Sena and Congress keep launching tirades against each other with cries of “bhakts” and “libtards”, their so-called “nationalist” and “secularist” leaders have abandoned their ideologies faster than Rohit Shetty abandons the laws of physics.
Well into our 30s, my husband and I talk about money and “saving for the future” a lot these days. Though we have a decent monthly income, I resort to a stinginess that kills all spontaneous instincts. But is this mad chase for a “secure future” worth it? Where does it begin and when does it end?
A Kashmiri in exile makes a plea to people back home: When you tell the story of these last few weeks, tell it as a cautionary tale and not a fable of martyrdom.