Dear Society, It feels as though we have been living under a constant presence of war. Not always the kind that reaches our streets, at least. Not always the kind that asks us to run. We are sleeping peacefully. If anything, we are the only hindrance in our lives, our own self-created whirlpool of thoughts. Most of the times still consist of breakups, heartaches, not getting enough validation over social media, people not feeling attracted to our physical appearance. Having to wake up each...

Dear Society, There is something that started to weigh really heavily in my thoughts since the beginning of January 2022. It's beauty. More specifically, the physical appearance of beauty in the context of women. Back then, I was going through a major low phase of my life. A few months ago, I had lost Naaz (my last fur companion before Dil). To be more precise, she had gone missing from my father's residence. And just right before that, a few months ago, I had finally gotten done with my...

Dear Society, I have been thinking about the words mother and motherhood for a long time now. Not as duties.Not as fixed roles.Not as the ideas society keeps folding women into. But as something more fragile, more mysterious, more alive — an experience that has shaped me quietly from within. One that keeps returning through different women, at different times, in different ways. Sometimes the word mother arrives like a wound.Sometimes like shelter.Sometimes like a soft space inside my...