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Amber Heard received the worst of abuses when she arrived in court, as opposed to the cheering and clapping for Depp. Had people already decided the woman was wrong?
She always focuses on the positives, and inspires me just by being herself, every day. I think my colleague is really cool.
The senior woman refuses to budge. She wouldn’t tolerate bombarding her children with her responsibilities. As long as she isn’t bedridden, or rendered immobile, she would stay independently in her own house.
A widowed elderly woman, her daughter in law, and granddaughter - run away on to a road trip together. What follows is Sweet Kaaram Coffee.
“Madam, my son says there’s a homosexual teacher here. In that case, I demand that this professor is dismissed with immediate effect. I wouldn’t want my son to be associated with such a person. Nor do I think the institution should be.”
Watched Malayalam movie ‘Pranaya Vilasam’ that roughly translates to Love Nest, on Zee5. And was amazed as to how the makers have handled the role of a homemaker, subtly but effectively. So the story is about a village officer, his homemaker wife Anu and their college going son. A typical day in their house sounds […]
There’s no reliable evidence about who Cleopatra’s mother was, or what was her lineage. So there’s a good possibility that her mother was an African woman, which could make Queen Cleopatra black.
“Financial independence is a must for everyone, especially women if you want an equal partnership in marriage. Lifespan and relationships do not come with a guarantee," my mother had said.
There’s nothing wrong as such, to be entrusted with the responsibility of your spouse’s good health. But never has any doctor or nurse or relative asked my husband to take care of mine despite my worse health problems!
Radhamani in Oruthee is vulnerable, not a superwoman. She falls, she weeps, she breaks down. But in spite of everything, she has to rise.
She told my mother, "You doting parents turn these girls into delicate darlings, you should let them be a little tough. Girls have to be strong, what is this?"
Students did need some emotional help from time to time, and I assured my mentee’s mother that the sessions would remain strictly confidential and there was nothing to be embarrassed about.
She had wept into the pillow every other night initially. He had covered up calling it just a joke, but the wound had remained fresh for quite some time.
Ziya and Zahad are a trans couple, and very much capable of love that a child needs. They're having a biological child, but shouldn't trans couples be able to adopt legally?
In the film, Deepika's Rubai is not just a sex siren, the "bait" for snaring Pathaan. She's also a trained agent, a spy, an action hero, and, "Sarva Guna Sampanna".
Comedian Bharti Singh spoke about the body shaming and trolling for her weight on Moving in with Malaika, but it all sounds scripted and not real.
I am who I am, what I am, and no, I don't need to justify my choices and life to anyone. I am a woman and I am going to live life my way.
The four boys were proven innocent, they were acquitted. But of course, there was no solid evidence against them and then, they belonged to influential families.
After watching Netflix’s Dubai Bling, I can’t stop wondering, is the portrayal of women on television and cinema doing any justice to women?
And to think, these are some of the rare cases that got some publicity. There must be so many more suicides among trans persons that aren't reported.
When our watchman also slut shamed the single young women - "chaar ladkiyon ke saath dus ladke bhi aa jayenge!" (If these women live here, tomorrow young men will come to their home!)
The series is all about women, the protagonist is a woman and so are many significant characters. They are regular women, they wear regular clothes, they err, they struggle, they succeed, and there is no over the top drama.
It's been 2 days since the incident occurred, there is a law against practice of occult and black magic, but... only FIRs have been filed against the offenders. No arrests have been made, yet.
You do not have to be perfect. There’s no perfect daughter, perfect employee, perfect wife, or perfect mother. These are just labels created by society, for their convenience.
I had once asked my mother, a post graduate, why she didn't have a job, and she had replied that our father preferred her to be at home, and she didn’t wish to disappoint him.
They may sympathize with their partners or spouses who suffer silently with painful contraception, sterilization, unwanted pregnancies or abortions, but not once do they consider vasectomy as an option.
I would put in my papers eventually, I had no intention of working in this inferno of misogyny. But not until I was served with an apology.
"Have a baby, all your problems will be solved.” My mother counselled, and like an obedient daughter and like many other women who fall prey to this trap, I planned a baby.
She had demanded a divorce immediately, but his family had been reluctant, what if people came to know? They had tried all tricks in the book, to keep her from leaving.
Oh, the physical pain she had suffered, not to mention, the trauma and the heartbreak of losing one child after the other. And for no fault of theirs, or hers.
But I would remain silent, because husbands own the right to marital rape. The next morning I would get back to the never ending chores, as if nothing happened.
“How could you stoop so low? You are a woman, what about your honour, our honour? You reject a stable relationship, for excitement?
Relatives who hadn’t cared to as much talk to us since ages, were now offering advice, as to how being a mother, I was ruining my son’s future.
If you wonder why we didn’t complain, let me tell you it’s not that simple. Many of these offenders were powerful and influential.
So, to cut a long story short, the much needed paper work somehow brought me to where nobody else in my family had set foot in for almost thirty years.
She wondered how she had managed to lose herself amidst all the riches and luxury. She was bound in a walled garden, with a husband who loved her, as long as she stayed a few steps behind him in all walks of life.
What’s the big deal about Tribhanga that people are bothered by Kajal mouthing cuss words? Everyone suddenly seems to have woken up and taken notice!
'No offence, but ladies work, study & pursue their hobbies. You do well too, but there’s nothing very special like you don’t excel anywhere.'
In spite of everything, today’s man expects his life partner to be an epitome of perfection, appropriate height, figure, qualification, career, dressing sense, values ….NOT MORE, NOT LESS.
Here we are, lecturing about how Bollywood objectifies women, how regressive the item songs and their lyrics are and how perhaps it’s time we break the stereotype and treat women with more respect.
But then, if she had been a girl all the time, she would have never known the other side of life. How different it is, to be a man in our part of the world.
Does abuse always come with blows, taunts, physical and mental torture? Doesn't total disregard of someone's needs count as cause for bitterness too?
“Bhabhi worked before marriage, Ma. You insisted on her leaving her job. I’m not like you, I can’t think like you. That reminds me, Karthik seems to be free now, it’s his turn to mop the floor today. Bye."
She had heard stories of the forbidden land, the widows’ quarters, but little had she imagined it to be so miserable. She quietly followed her husband, why did visiting one’s own mother have to be a secret?
Women of the family are often blamed for having daughters instead of sons. Even though the gender of a child should not matter, here is an old newsflash from science: If anyone is responsible, its the men.
Now how would I feel if my girlfriend lands more roles than me, wins awards every now and then, and to top it all, works with my rivals and agrees to do intimate scenes with them? Wouldn’t I become a laughing stock?
Sexual harassment may not always be an inappropriate touch or comment. Some times, it is something seemingly mundane as phone calls too!
I tried everything possible to have a son. I followed diets, rituals, conducted all Poojas for a son. But still, nothing worked. I have two daughters now.
Never tolerate sexism and objectification from your professors or employers, your abilities and talents invalidated because you're a girl, says this author.
For the village folk, she was like a daughter they never had, a friend they could trust. They treated her with unadulterated love and respect, they looked up to her.
They fought pretty strongly Bhairavi, looks like, in less than a month, this Devdasi custom will be totally abolished, you will be free forever.
'We received an elaborate report indicating Dyscalculia.' And thus began a mother and son's battle against the dreaded Maths! How she battled it is amazing!
Why are women who do not remove body hair shamed for it, wonders the author - after all, it should be her choice!
The emotional gap between us, which we created over years, was bridged in a few seconds. Why did it take so long for us to laugh together?
To kiss or not to kiss is no longer the question. It has changed to - who kissed whom. And if it a woman taking that initiative: heavens forgive her!
An Indian woman who moved to Sweden after her marriage, the author shares an unusual aspect of what coming home means to her.
Those few hours when she returned from school to an empty house, were like Nirvana. She would deck up in her mother’s cosmetics and pose before the mirror, until the day her brother saw her.
There were hundreds of real humans who loved her, she glowed with confidence. She had long given up examining herself on the mirror, but of late, when she saw her reflection, her radiant self smiled back.
“You were ruining our family reputation. Living in with a man, without getting married. Oh, and the clothes you were wearing when we met that day in the city, so tight, so short.
She taught me MY value in MY life. She taught me to be a bit selfish and not center my entire day around my kid.
His brothers and friend Karna covered for him, as they fought my father’s soldiers. As for him, he took off with me in his chariot. And I don’t know why, I was bowled over.
He never loved me, and I was always a disgrace for him, didn’t speak well, didn’t dress well. I was a ‘country bumpkin’ as he called me and much to his relief, I stopped going out to parties with him.
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