A reflection on unlearning the social conditioning many girls grow up with, celebrating women who challenge expectations, redefine roles, and inspire others to claim their space with courage and conviction.
A slice-of-life vignette that observes the gentle flow of a weekday morning, revealing the unnoticed details that make up everyday domestic life.
A sociological look at denim, exploring how one fabric travelled through different historical moments and social contexts to become a familiar part of wardrobes across the world.
Theme for 2026 When I sat down to write this piece, out of plain curiosity, I googled the theme for this year’s Women’s Day. It
Somewhere between Saathiya, Dil Chahta Hai and Band Baaja Baarat, I realised old Hindi films felt warmer because faces actually moved and emoted. Imperfections made heartbreak believable and joy infectious. Today’s uniform, over-perfected aesthetic may look flawless, but when faces stop telling stories, cinema quietly loses its soul.
Echoing Virginia Woolf’s words, the article revisits the erased legacies of Indian scientists Bibha Chowdhuri, Kamala Sohonie, and Rajeshwari Chatterjee. Despite pioneering contributions to physics, biochemistry, and engineering, they faced systemic gender bias and invisibility. Recovering their HERstories challenges patriarchal narratives and restores women to India’s scientific history.
The article dismantles the myth that women dress or wear makeup for male approval. Drawing on psychology, research, and everyday logic, it argues that style is self-expression, confidence, and identity, not performance. Women’s appearance choices are personal, internal, and autonomous, reflecting empowerment rather than a bid for attention.
Three friends escape routine through an impromptu blouse-shopping adventure that turns into laughter, style lessons and café conversations. Beneath the humour lies a gentle reminder: women deserve unplanned joy. Owning downtime isn’t indulgent, it’s restorative. Step out, breathe, reconnect, and reclaim yourself—because small pauses can refill even the most exhausted heart.
A mother resumes work, pursues higher studies, supports her child’s unconventional academic choices and outsources cooking, only to be judged at every step. Society turns motherhood into a relentless guilt trip. But every mother knows her child best. A happy, fulfilled mother raises a happier child, guilt doesn’t define good parenting.
On the eve of her child marriage, young Pakhi shares a tender kitchen moment with her widowed grandmother. Amid societal cruelty, love, longing, and survival lessons unfold through cooking. A forbidden fish head added to vegetables becomes an act of rebellion, awakening suppressed desires and silent tears.
