Being born in one religion and married to another was part of my destiny. Diwali became a part of my existence at birth; Karma gifted Ramadan to me.

"Don’t feel bad beta, but who’d marry their daughter into a house where the mother in law is a working lady? I say this because I care for you...”

With its shiny new cover, patriarchy still lingers in the society. It just comes in the garb of 'progressiveness,' and makes you wonder if all your efforts were in vain.

Granny would read to me stories from an old leather bound book. She never let me touch the volume. It was hers, off limits and only she could read from it.

Home. Just the mere word is enough to give you all the warm and happy feelings. Here's an author describing exactly what the feeling called homecoming is!