“Walking into a good bookshop is like walking into another zone. These places are time machines, space ships, story makers, secret keepers. They are dragon-tamers, dream catchers, fact-finders and safe places. They are full of infinite possibilities, and tales worth … Continue reading For the Love of Books
I would like to thank my parents for giving me genes of mediocrity
Since I now have my whole set of stairs to climb upon
I would also like to thank my teachers who slapped me
For now I have little patch of stories embossed on my skin Continue reading Oscar Acceptance Speech
I saw a boy being whipped with a baton, victim to the occasional, half-hearted police crackdowns.
I saw another lying unconscious, a shiny tell tale needle sticking of his arm, sparkling in the sunlight, blinding me.
I saw numerous blank faces plowing past, their eyes glazed with their apathy; their faces pinched, concentrating on some undoubtedly irrelevant and inane problems that governed their lives.
And among those desensitized robots I saw myself. Continue reading Hearts of Granite.
Living in a society where men are merely looked upon as the oppressor of women, I was raised in a very different manner. For starters, I was taught to respect women starting from my own two sisters and then the circle expanded to cousins, school and later to all the women I met in my 22 years of small life. Women? Yes I use this word because it represents the respect they deserve, maybe if only people understood the difference between girls and women and only of they knew what struggles they go through, it could make a difference. Being … Continue reading Let’s Give Her A World.