An open letter from Monday

Typically, on a Monday morning, the first alarm goes off at 4.45 am, which husband gropes around to cancel. The accompaniment of this task is the sound of his ´arghhh´, which is loud enough to sound me of the impending tragic end of my affair with my beloved sleep. Even in that semiconscious state, I […]

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Do I represent India?

Currently I live in Germany. When I go for lunch with colleagues, I am often encountered with questions for example, “Are women allowed to work in India?” “Are women safe in India?” etc. The mushy piece of Kartoffel (Potato in German, which is a staple diet here) suddenly tastes dry and I cough a little. […]

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