These last couple of years I have gone through some major adjustments in life. I had to allow my body and mind to be buffeted through multiple upheavals, with no control over the direction my life was taking. From being a complete ‘yes-woman’ to every plan (often friends made plans and my confirmation was presumed), to leaving a Master’s halfway through, to showing the kind of empathy I never considered myself capable of – purely out of love. It has been a few years of crazy adjustments with myself. Continue reading “The balancing act”
You know what infuriates me the most? It is the accepted resignation of how things are in Bangladesh. How on one hand there is a woman running the country, while you and I dare not step out on the streets alone. Continue reading “Dhaka is unsafe for women and why the city is okay with it”
What does the ban on burqinis in Nice really stand for? A ban against oppression – have we ever come across such conflicting terminologies in the history of any oppressed minority group? Or does it imply exactly the opposite, a group of people with the assumption that they know what the greater good is for a society. Continue reading “What does it mean to cover?”
I have never travelled as far as North America. The North-est destination in my travel cap is Toronto, Canada and with exponential intensity, I consider that attainment as a more worthwhile feather in my cap. Raised at a dinner table though where politics happened to have been a constant source of conversation and interest, I have missed nothing on America. Continue reading “Finally Trumped!”
Thanks to Deepika Padukone, we can all talk about those fits of depression and anxiety attacks openly. It should have not only been her saving grace for the Vogue campaign gone wrong but also the pre-redemption. So let’s face it and come to terms with this new word that seems to be an integral non-driving force in all of our lives – I have it, 9 out of 10 of you reading this article have it and 9 out of 10 people surrounding us are suffering from it. That taboo with admission and discussion ends here. Continue reading “In the Name of Love!”
I was going to say it is exhilarating to put my pen to paper at long last sitting here in one of God’s finest fenced provinces, called Australia, on free earth. But then I paused. That practice has become obsolete. So thoughts on the keyboard it is!
See today I wanted to address the symptom that my profound title attempts to describe. It is a first world problem. But the readers from Bangladesh need not look away as I find that country is infested with far more first-world issues than the first worlds themselves! True story.
Continue reading “Infinitesimal growing dissatisfaction in your stomach…”