Am I good enough?
Art has always been a part of me, from scribbling random lines on walls, painting traumatising effects on dolls, struggling to hold a pen, trying every medium until I get tired of it, to label myself as a dignified artist
Art has always been a part of me, from scribbling random lines on walls, painting traumatising effects on dolls, struggling to hold a pen, trying every medium until I get tired of it, to label myself as a dignified artist
But who defines “Extra” for relationships outside of marriage? How is it Extra? How would you conclude that it is Excessive?
Do we even know what an inappropriate situation is? Do we know what even constitutes respectable or abusive behaviour between two people?
When women came into power or a Dalit or a Queer person, or representatives of marginalized or oppressed communities came to power, they did not think only of their community or gender.
No means NO. Not now means NO, I am tired means NO, I am not sure means NO, Maybe means NO, Silence means NO and ONLY YES MEANS YES!
As they say, depression is living in a body that fights to survive, with a mind that tries to give up.
Neither in birth, life nor in death does she gets a sense of belonging. She never belongs anywhere.
In the name of Dalit Cinema, Pa Ranjith should stop using Ambedkar for marketing purpose and it is a great insult to that great leader as well as to all Ambedkarite women who have been consistently fighting for the poor and oppressed.
What keeps me going is the hope that I get to go to school at least one more precious day before I don’t have the chance to anymore.
The respect, freedom and choice that I was given at birth made me realise the necessity of handling any relationship/situation in my life with the same love.
I’m often called a “boy,” and I think it’s meant to be an insult, but I do not associate my worth with the length of my hair any longer.
The bride’s father walking his daughter down the aisle, isn’t it essentially the woman being handed around from a man to another?
Madras Central Railway Station. The movie reel box had arrived from Bombay by train. Thousands of people crowded the busy Wall Tax road through which the reel box was taken to Kinema Central- where the movie was to be screened. People all along the roads showered flowers, broke open coconuts on the roads, showed ‘arti’ and burnt incense sticks, welcoming the reel. “Watch for yourselves, the first talkie featuring your favorite star TP Rajalakshmi dance and sing in Tamil and Telugu” screamed the posters all along and “The famous drama artiste TP Rajalakshmi for the first time in a talking cinema”, announced loudspeakers in cars and automobiles. The first talkie of Tamil Cinema, Kalidas, rested squarely on the tender shoulders of a girl, who was barely 20, married at 7 and divorced at 11!
Hannah Ratnam Krishnama @ Kamala Sathianathan Nivedita Louis 1898… Senate House, Madras University. The Graduation Ceremony is underway. The names are called out and students…