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by Bettina, Handing the keys of yourself to a Black Hole, 2009 * When did I know? I was holding a secret beneath my tongue Not when I...

adapted from a previous article published in The Kathmandu Post by the same author. "A page from a 1934 sex education manual that, like...

Before Thin Lines, the ways in which I reflected on themes of sexual harassment, gender and sexuality was limited: the occasional...

I am happiest in the Women’s Residence. A bunch of girls gathered together with our blankets, green teas and welcoming puns, hiding from...

For the longest time, I enforced a no-touch policy against men. The policy, no doubt unfriendly kept approaching men at a safe distance....

artwork by Christine Wu Tip…tap…tip…tap. The sound of the rain evokes memories. Nostalgia hitting my bleeding body. The moon starts to...

I wanted fun. It’s a new city. I’ve never lived in a metropolitan for so long; that too alone. I could do with some fun. I came back from...

Sophia, as she clicks herself in every angle possible, redoing her makeup, maybe polishing her nails as well. Filtering, editing and...

In the past week, there has been a rise in activism and rage- both online and offline- regarding the rape case of an eight-year-old girl...

THE STUDENTS OUTPOST The Students outpost is a collective of students from Bangalore that seeks to address the issues and concerns raised...