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 The key to good writing is to not lose touch with writing perhaps, I have let a lot of time slide by in between and not written properly for a while now. It feels overwhelming to start writing again, but the more I put it off, the more difficult it gets to start writing once again. But one way or another I want to get back to writing how I was few months ago, I enjoyed that time so much, felt such a great sense of accomplishment. If there was one thing tat really turned things around for me this year it was my writing. It gave me a sense of self worth especially when I felt so low and dejected. it gave me hope that I can make something of myself with my writing. And now that I have stopped I beginning to feel hollow inside once again and it's not a great feeling. So I am going to try once more to get back to doing something I really love and enjoy, even if it gets difficult, I am going to try. Of course there's the question of what I am going to write about, I already have a f...

 I am writing after a month, I seem to have lost touch with my writing, feel pretty clueless sometimes and wonder what I am doing with my time. It was fine for as long as I had talks and webinars going on, but suddenly I feel lost once again. So as a part of trying to do something useful with my time I read a book and reading a book means writing a review or my thoughts rather on the book I read, so here goes. I read 'Purple Hibiscus' Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie. Even though I finished reading it yesterday, I wasn't really in the frame of mind to write yesterday so I put it off and in retrospect it may have been a good thing because throughout today I kept having the feeling that I was somewhere else yesterday and I had to keep reminding myself that I didn't go anywhere, I was reading the book. I think it was well written book, with simple language and the narrative held my attention so much that I didn't want to do anything else, I just wanted to keep reading it. Ther...

    This post was due two days ago, due to lack of time I couldn't finish writing it. 'The Prisons we broke' is the book i recently read, as recent as yesterday. It was part of my reading list for a long time and I am glad I was able to get to it finally. It has been really hard to my hands on any books because of the lockdown, so I feel all the more happy about being able to finally get the book and complete reading it as well.  It is an autobiography of Baby Kamble, initially written in Marathi, which was later translated by Maya Pandit. I won't go too much into the details of the book but I believe it is one that everyone must read if one were to get an insight into how horrid things were for the Dalits. I'm not saying they aren't bad now, they are, but in a much different manner than compared to what it was like back then. I think if there is any thing really horrible in this world it is the religion called Hinduism, I don't think there is anything worse...

     "You don't know what it is to be a mother" shouted my friend on the other end of the phone, trying to shut me down in an argument we were having. I retorted immediately saying I know how much time kids take so I had said goodbye to my friend ever since she became a mother.      But that sentence has lingered in my mind ever since even though it was a couple of months back and I have gone back and forth with my ideas with regard to the subject. It is true I am not a mother, I have no children nor am I too keen on having any at least in the near future. But must someone be shamed for not being a mother or not wanting to be a mother. There is so much glorification about motherhood in popular culture, endless songs, poems, movies and tv series all emphasizing the inexplicable bliss of motherhood. Needless to say a lot of our attitudes are also shaped by the popular culture of our times, and women are always told about how your life is never complete until ...

It has been close to a week since I wrote anything and I am not proud of it. The words seem to evade me and honestly I don't know what to write about these days. With great difficulty I have forced myself to write this post. I suddenly seemed to have fallen into this space where I am beginning to doubt my writing skills. Just last month I was so confident about everything and was riding on a high, but of-late I feel too lost and confused filled with self doubt and it is not a great place to be in.  Few days back I had a talk with my therapist, I was telling her about how I am learning to more compassionate towards myself something I found so hard to do earlier on. It began as a very unconscious process, I began treating  myself the way I wanted to be treated as opposed to how I have been treated always. I don't think I am completely there yet but I know I am going in that direction little by little. To be honest it hasn't been very easy to do that, because all our lives we ...

Last night I watched Bulbbul, the movie on Netflix that everyone is talking about. A friend recommended it to me, I was skeptical about watching the movie after seeing the trailer but I watched it anyway. here is my review of the Movie.  To start with, the movie was good on the visuals, the costumes, the settings, the use of colours and great performances by the actresses especially. I thought the background score was good too. I see how the movie can be a bit cathartic for women who feel suffocated by the systemic oppression on patriarchy in everyday lives.  But overall, Bulbbul fails to impress, it is a one time watch, not something you can go back to where you feel connected to the characters.  The plot was predictable from the beginning and honestly it does a pretty shoddy job in storytelling. The movie touches upon subjects like child marriage, rape, enforced widowhood, physical violence on women and the subtle manner in which the women are bound by chains, both the ...

Somedays words just flow like a river and some days it is a freaking desert looking to the sky for a few drops of water. one of the most challenging part of writing is to keep the content fresh and avoiding repeating the same thing again. Good writing is when you are able to write the same thing in a way that doesn't seem like the same thing. I hope someday I can master that skill, most days my thoughts are repetitive and each time I have trouble writing I seem to start with the same thing over and over again, but that just makes it boring both to write and to read, hence the need to be able to write better and more creatively. Perhaps I should take it as a good thing as it probably will help in sharpening my writing skills.  Yesterday I wrote about something very personal and something very traumatic, I almost cried writing about it. I showed it to my sister and she too cried reading it, I felt bad that she cried but at the same time it was reassuring that my writing was able to e...