Decolonisation

Written by Zeba Kazi “For the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house. They may allow us to temporarily beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change…I urge each one of us here to reach down into that deep place of knowledge inside herself and…

A LISTICLE OF CHOICES

VIDYA RAJAGOPALAN My mother casually tells me “When you get married, have a child and start a family, you’ll understand how hard and excruciating it is to be a mother” I want to reply “Amma, I know, I know I can never be a mother, not as good as you for certain because motherhood is…

A Piece of Peace

The Woman Inc. talks with Sweta Vikram about her latest book, A Piece of Peace. Congratulations on your new book! How would you describe the journey of writing and publishing your book so far?  Thank you so much! I am a big believer that nothing in life is ever all good or all bad. It’s…

Fall-Winter Issue – Jan 2022

Anu Mahadev As I write this in anticipation of the release of our next issue, snow is swirling and blanketing everything around me – summoning peace and suffusing the world with silence. But the precursor to this season was equally beautiful. It is good to know that despite the threat of climate change; some natural…

TWI Fiction: The Girl Who Talked To Sunsets

A story revolving around Suraya, Ravi and the sun Ankit Jamwal Suraya screamed at the Sun. Had it been only a week since she met Ravi? How did her life converge at this point…? * The walls loomed large, the vast complex resembling a prison. But Suraya could leave, unlike the others inside. Although she…

TWI Poetry: Autumn

Taseer Gujral I held an old picture in handThe absence of colour stirring a seasonOf fullness in a voidI saw fire throwing up tired shadows on wallsI saw red leaves returning to their branchesAnd a strange fear possessed meThe fear of coming to the path  I had started fromI always had a problemWith tracing the…

TWI Fiction: Life’s Assets

What is an asset to life? This short story dedicated to the narrator’s sister answers it Sneha Sudha Komath My earliest memories are of my sister’s childhood. Of her riding back and forth on the hinged gates of our house in Mysore. She would call out to neighbours, passers-by, and especially the old Malayali postman,…

TWI Poetry: Destined to Go

Chaitali Sengupta The evening drops. A blue darkness,on the embittered trees,lamenting on their barrenness.The bark of my body, stiff and limp, nowhas grown vulnerable feet.   Youth is gnarled in my ancient limbs,missing, almost like a language lost.The spark of the yore,sleep in the marrow, shadowed by time. The heart beats, morphed nowby each pore of loneliness.It is…

TWI Poetry: Rebirth

Santosh Bakaya A lone dog looks around with a nonchalant air,seeing nothing but red.In another corner a man burns chinar leaves, making coal,now and then stoking the fire, watching a frolicsome foal.    With firewood on her head,steel in her heart, an unending winter in her soul,the young but stooped woman, looks around in a daze,hunting…

The Woman Leader: Barriers Within And Outside

“For me a better democracy is a democracy where women do not only have the right to vote and to elect but to be elected.”  ~ Michelle Bachelet, United Nations High Commissioner for Human Rights. Arundhati Rai Chaudhuri Even constituting half of the world’s population has not given women equal share in legislation and decision-making…