In Adolescence, Eddie’s father is not cruel. He is lost. He offers proximity, not intimacy. Love, not comprehension. This is not a crime story. It is…
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Category: Social
Eid celebrations in India: A testament to unity and religious harmony
As India continues to celebrate Eid without hindrance or religious bias, it serves as a reminder to the world that unity and harmony are not…
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A ROSE PETAL AT A TIME…
On Eid-ul-Fitr, videos surfaced from Jaipur and Amroha, showing Hindus and Sikhs showering rose petals on Muslims coming out after their Eid prayers. Similar scenes…
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Donald’s Trumpet Plays the Song of Death
‘We’re destroying words—scores of them, hundreds of them, every day. We’re cutting the language down to the bone… Every year fewer and fewer words, and…
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Anxiety, Paranoia, Fear: The Consequences of Digital Violence against Women
When artificial intelligence became widespread in 2024, there were immediately cases of boys in universities and schools in different parts of the world taking images…
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‘As a ‘Madrasi’ child, everything I heard around me sounded like ‘Hindi…’
Linguistically, in terms of vocabulary, grammar, and creative output, many Indian languages surpass Hindi easily. The literacy rates in mother tongues like Tamil, Malayalam, Bangla,…
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Crimes against women go up in Kashmir… Taboo and ‘normalisation’ deepen the silence
From married to single — feelings of fear, vulnerability, and powerlessness disrupt the daily lives of women, but, beyond lip sympathy, a concerted and strong…
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‘Don’t touch me, don’t touch me!’
Two little girls stare back from the photograph, their hands wrapped in heavy bandages. One is perhaps around five-years-old, the other barely three, innocence peeping…
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So, Say Cheese, Please!
In a pristine and remote mountain hamlet, dreams are now made of cheese. One ‘Cheese Wheel’ at a time. While stoic Kashmiri women rewrite their…
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Who loves you when you’re failing, falling, breaking apart?
Not the sleepless nights you endure. They see the results you put on paper. Not the battles you fight behind closed doors By Umesh Kumari No one loves…
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