Caste system is the most brilliantly administered scam in history.
I stood knocking at the doorsteps of heaven as I died… Who are you…? I was asked. My entire existence on earth could not tell me who I was… And that is what I have come to ask you…
For the millionth time I asked myself why they couldn’t judge me on where I stood. Why did they always have to judge me on where I came from.
We, the women, who rule thatif you make a scholar out of your wife, you will need another wife to do the daily chores.
There is no better place or time to be philosophical than when you are airborne. Suspended between heaven and earth, introspection becomes inevitable. The plane may be traveling at supersonic speed bu...
It is an unfortunate truth of our society that whatever heights a man might scale, his caste is never cast off; it remains an inseparable part of his identity. His caste always remains a cause for sco...
The story of the ugly duckling and its scornful brethren holds special significance for the Dalits. I wonder how many swans waste their lives thinking of themselves as ugly ducklings, trapped and puni...
We, the women, who rule the houseBut ours is not to question why…Ours is but to do and die andHusband never to defy.
It was a pleasure to watch them eating jalebis, always entreating the other to eat some more—the beauty of love that had mellowed in the evening of life.