Kill your father

By Anonymous. This article was being written against a backdrop of rather sentimental dad advertisements floating on social media, and perhaps was written solely out of a sense of severe resentment. Because you see, when you finally understand you’ve had a bad parent, you’re also left to consider that in societies such as ours, you’re…

Yes, There’s Hope.

Anonymous This is a piece about depression. But I promise it is more positive than the ones that usually go around. I choose to be anonymous on this post only for one reason – I’ll soon be hunting for jobs and not all of them, even those working for ‘causes’, are too charitable when it…

Prozac Talks

Trigger Warning: Suicide As a child, I never imagined that depression was a condition I could ever suffer from. Not because I wasn’t miserable enough, no, but because of the romanticized notions I had of depression. Depression, to my childish mind meant mascara stained cheeks and melancholic gazes. It was being the protagonist of a…

Confessions of a “One of Us”

by Anonymous   In the first trimester of Law School, I was crying on a friend’s shoulder in an autorickshaw, disappointed at my average performance in the university debate rounds. As somebody who believed myself to be a good debater, it was crushing to be shown my place in the university pool. My friend’s reaction…

Naz and After

by Les-what?   In 2008, when a two-judge bench of the Delhi High Court delivered a judgment decriminalizing ‘carnal intercourse against the order of nature’[1], I was thirteen years old and had scarcely begun to grapple with the uneasy awareness of my incipient sexuality. The newspaper was emblazoned with uncharacteristically vibrant images the morning after…

Why Was It Hard For Me to Love?

-Anonymous At 23, I’ve grown up in a progressive, liberal, fairly elite section of New Delhi. I grew up with male best friends, with boyfriends, and the occasional girlfriend. I watched sex scenes un-cringingly with my parents, and freely discussed ‘necking’ with teachers at school. I had my first serious boyfriend at 16. I knew…