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Precautions while taking a selfie

If you are a selfie enthusiast, you may have often found yourself in awkward or life-threatening situations. Here are a few precautions you must take so that you can happily pursue your adventurous pastime. 1. If you intend on taking selfies while walking, make sure you aren't heading towards the stairs or the end of the cliff. 2. If you are taking selfies while facing backwards on the escalators, take note that they might end sooner than you think. 3. To avoid being beaten up in a movie hall, please switch off the selfie flash when the lights in the hall dim. 4. Remember to gloss over the tiles behind you. Almost everyone can recognise a public bathroom. 5. When taking selfies in the shower, ensure that your naked butt isn't visible in the mirror behind you. 6. Be careful how much you contort your face. You might be resembling an animal more than yourself. 7. Employ safe practices when taking selfies in a moving car. You do not want to fall out the window or hit

A few good men

I am, and always will be a staunch feminist. But I am also traditional in many ways, rooted and God fearing. And as I grow older, I see the lines between the binary blurring, with many more shades of grey than just fifty. It is difficult being a woman in India, but it is not easy being a man either. And while feminism is a great ideal to pursue, we must not forget to acknowledge the good men who stand by us, and help us in our fight for gender equality. I have, for long, been itching to write my views on feminism, but given that there are so many written already about it, I feel this is something that takes precedence over it. We feminists don't acknowledge our men enough. And that is not nice of us. It doesn't do us much good. I was raised by two very educated parents who were working full-time. We always had the luxury of a cook and a cleaner at home. My mother, though a good cook, was not expected to spend long hours in the kitchen. If the cook was on leave, everyone pi

As March marches on...

March has typically been a high significance month in my life. It has always brought with it trials, endings and new beginnings. Sometimes, the trials of March would mark the completion of one thing, which meant the beginning of a new one-progress-as you may call it. Like when there was a change of class or a place of work. At other times, these trials of March brought with them intense grief and hopelessness. Like the time when you lose someone you love deeply, or when you decide to give up on a cherished endeavour, and the vast emptiness of life stares at you unblinking. The knowledge that things will never be the same hereon, and the fear of the deep void that you may plunge into without them. One March forever filled my life with joy, when I got to know that I was going to be a mother, and a big scare when I almost lost it in a freak accident. March always brings out the most contemplative, philosophical side of me. This year too, it seems, will be no different. A part of me is