On September 5th, thousands of farmers and labourers from various parts of the country marched across New Delhi to demand loan waivers for small farmers, effective implementation of labour laws, minimum wage of Rs 18,000 per month and food security, among other things.
The Mazdoor Kisan Sangharsh Rally, organized by unions affiliated to the Communist Party of India (CPI), culminated on Parliament Street and is said to be the largest protest to take place at the venue this year. Continue reading “In Photos: Farmers & Labourers Rally in Delhi”
A slightly modified version of this piece was originally published on The Hindu thREAD.
“How were you dressed?” the victim is questioned. “Were you under the influence of alcohol? Why were you out with a bunch of guys so late at night?” Continue reading “How is Victim-Blaming Still a Thing?”
I only went for the popcorn. And as far as that was concerned, it was a great evening. The movie, however, was an altogether different story.
Based on everything I’d read/heard, I knew that Sanjay Leela Bhansali’s Padmaavat would likely infuriate me, so I made an effort to not take it too seriously from the start. In the process, I even managed to enjoy three quarters of the movie. The dialogues were insufferably trite but the film was visually stunning. Continue reading “The Larger Implications of Films like ‘Padmaavat’”
This illustrated essay that I’ve created focusses on the pressing issue of sexual harassment in India. Read the first page here and then head to the Indian Cultural Forum Continue reading “My Illustrated Essay for the Indian Cultural Forum”
New Delhi, India
I arrived at Ben Gurion Airport to find a surly security guard waiting by the entrance. He asked me a couple of questions leading up to “Did you ever travel to the West Bank?”, to which I replied: “Yes”. It’s not illegal, after all. However, that inevitably lead to a slew of questions, a phone call to my place of work, and my bags being thoroughly checked. Ultimately, I was allowed to pass through and I raced through the bustling airport to catch my flight to New Delhi. I was going to visit family for two weeks.
Continue reading “From Jerusalem to Delhi”