Paint The Town RED

  We’re the women who dress up to visit our mothers. We live by our own standards, don’t paint us with your colour. Blow dry our hair and put on our best dress, No, it’s not a night out to paint the town red! We take less care when we go out with our men,Continue reading “Paint The Town RED”

Letter : A plea for a humane society

There are many horrifying incidents of cruelty to animals – incidents that happen within housing societies. They de-sensitise people to the pain of living beings in general and this impacts society. This post also has a few tips on how societies can get strays to leave without cruelty and what people can do to help, asContinue reading “Letter : A plea for a humane society”

She’s the bottom of the barrel

  She’s like the bottom of the pot, where the spoon scrapes. When there’s less inside, to put on our plates. The bottom of the barrel that bears the pressure, When it’s filled to the brim and there’s no ease or leisure. The support for the busy of everyone else, And when she’s not well,Continue reading “She’s the bottom of the barrel”

The musings of a Roaming Catholic

Do you believe in God but shun religion? Feel that faith strong and quiet will shine out from within? Jai Shree Ram or Praise The Lord, Or Allah Hu Akbar, to me there’s just one God. I can use any name but they all mean the same, For me there’s only Jesus, and I canContinue reading “The musings of a Roaming Catholic”

Can #Mentoo support #Metoo?

Why can’t #Mentoo help #Metoo? Why can’t we have fair laws? Since when does consent turn to rape, Just because a relationship has gone sour? Is it ok to deny any person the right to go? Their right to leave, their right to choice and the right to say no? It takes living with love,Continue reading “Can #Mentoo support #Metoo?”

Can we call out the woman who is filled with hate?

Can we call out that woman – the one who hates, Who won’t support her sister until it’s too late. Who gives support to the man who does women harm, Even though she knows he’s the one in the wrong. What is within her, what’s behind her thinking? Is it her frustration because she’s hadContinue reading “Can we call out the woman who is filled with hate?”

Can we look at the rapist?

Can we look at the rapist – the one who did wrong? Was it bad upbringing, social issues, or genes gone wrong? Can we look at the man who hammers his wife, And not be the support that bolsters his fake pride. What is the cause of his hate for women, His need or loveContinue reading “Can we look at the rapist?”

Do you want children so quick?

Do you want children so quick, or is it the pressure? From family and friends who really should know better. Who should let you do things at your own pace, Take a little time so you have more savings and space. Space in your schedule to spend time with your child, And savings, so oneContinue reading “Do you want children so quick?”

Dear India, Please pray.

Please pray for our leaders to walk in the light, Whether they do on their own, or because they’re forced to – either is alright. Pray for us all, that we can be the pressure, That we hold on to our values, and let honesty be our measure. Pray that we care for the onesContinue reading “Dear India, Please pray.”

Change the woman, to change the man

I visit my friend and she’s at the table, Feeding her son who is perfectly able, To eat on his own. He’s almost a teen! I wonder why it is that she just can’t see. With a spoon in her hand and love in her heart, This is her way of bringing him up. HeContinue reading “Change the woman, to change the man”

The Sins Of Their Father’s Mother

  Do women deserve a weekly off or do they need to pay, For the sins of their husbands mother, On that seventh day? The mother who did what she thought was right, Who never took a break. Who was an obedient daughter-in-law, who accepted without a fight. ‘Cos she learned from her own mother,Continue reading “The Sins Of Their Father’s Mother”

Kharghar is burning

Kharghar is burning and nobody cares. There’s often a strong smell of smoke in the air. Garbage collection is not a routine, And waste segregation still is a pipe dream. Kharghar stinks and nobody cares, The stench of chemicals sometimes fills the night air. The cool of the season brings a mist early morning, ThatContinue reading “Kharghar is burning”

The breeze that knocked me over

You’re the breeze that knocked me over, And I’m lying on the floor. I struggle to rise, clinging to hope. I’m in a better place now, but still struggle to cope. You’re the breeze that knocked me over, That left me lying on the floor. Fear and anger helped me rise, And gave me theContinue reading “The breeze that knocked me over”