She was my dearest friend

A decade ago she was my dearest friend and confidant. Nevertheless, she was the only true friend in my hostel life and rest others were either classmates or acquaintances. Her persona was such that everyone used to shower her with accolades like, “You are incredibly cool, calm, loving, selfless and helping girl.” Once in the first semester of…

Fight inequality in female terms

Martyrdom – a loss celebrated Martyrdom is graceful, respected, decorated and celebrated. In this way, we give meaning to a death and by reverse engineering we give meaning and purpose to martyr’s life. Let’s give it a second look, the person who is a martyr now- felt this grand feeling of celebration for how long? May be in the…