A catharsis and a clarion call for gender parity and equal work places.
Women Will Have It All
A catharsis and a clarion call for gender parity and equal work places.
Ode to the cook (Lockdown letters)
This open letter in verse was written to my cook during the first lockdown.
Nothing reset our thought process more than the changed life-style as we lost the luxury of the life-lines that our house-helps were.
Classist…Our calamities?
While they leave the rich just a bit ruffled, To run for status updates, They wash away every last thing the poor can hold on to. Our calamities are so classist.
Fedup Talks
https://youtu.be/sXJioDAsZ10 Bandwidth is totally choked and writing or doing anything creative has been off the radar. The mind oscillates between fears of not being able to meet loved ones and there also is a realization that the lockdown isn’t really one when you are sitting in the castle of your privileges. It’s our changed routines… Continue reading Fedup Talks
Tree Tales
Love beckons again. O my clad in white and pink, dame! I’m back in my blooming hues, Where the hell are you! Feels just like yesterday, Or last spring it was? You flirted with me from your balcony, Smiled and made gestures. That’s how season one, Of our romance begun! And then, One bright sunny… Continue reading Tree Tales
My Voice
Two years of wielding the mics and making out with them and its been the most exhilarating journey of my life. I have woken up and how to the power of words, a strong voice and a warm connect across genders and generations. When my listeners reach out to me and say that they find… Continue reading My Voice
#Arranged Love
If it is my ground, it has to be his skies. If it is my pastels, it has to be his brights. if it is my soft steps, there have to be his gritty strides.
My Six Yards Are My Cape!
Watch video: https://youtu.be/rFtFY7eNisY My silver troops are marching on, Gallantly in all their glory. As I feel them in my crown, Each strand seems like saying, 'Come, sit na, I’ll tell you my story!' The lines on my forehead, The freckles on my cheeks, That crease around my neck, As I caress them all… Continue reading My Six Yards Are My Cape!
Banter Between Generations
Watch video: https://youtu.be/btd6lFflfx8 Mother The balloons swayed slowly, And gave me a defiant gaze. The stony silence of my house, Stifled tons of guilt. The pitter-patter of September raindrops, Unleashed sarcasm, As if saying, “Try being a good mother’ For today at least” Son AAH! Was that my last birthday MY 15th one? My… Continue reading Banter Between Generations
A mother, a girl, a woman
Watch video: https://youtu.be/OOGD5NDtDpA Thirty Nine!Nay! That’s not my age.And that possibly cannot be my weight.Yes, it was this girl’s.And today I start her story,Back from some three and a half decades.As thin as a straw,She could get lost in a crowd of one,But she stood out always.As a daughter who wanted to be right,As a… Continue reading A mother, a girl, a woman
Jasmine Khurana 