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A Radiologist by profession, Supriya Bansal, spends most of her day inhabiting a monochromatic world consisting of different shades of grey ranging from black to white. She is an active member of many online writing communities. Her stories and poems have found a place in over twenty anthologies. Social media handles Instagram:https://www.instagram.com/supriya_banter/
In a world that believes in cancel culture and mass trolling, I’d rather focus on the positives. Like those in the DeepVeer KWK episode that everyone has ignored.
In the garb of a spy thriller, Khufiya is a celebration of the spirit of women. An ode to the understated feminine energy
You can be a princess yet slay your own dragons, says this mother to her daughter. It's important not to fall for stereotypes!
Watching Amma ji manoeuvre her words to manipulate a situation to her advantage was a masterclass like no other. Armed with tactical strategy, she thought ten moves in advance.
When this could happen to someone like me who stays well under the radar, I shudder to imagine what would happen if one was dressing up to attract attention.
You're hitting the gym regularly. Maybe even doing yoga. You've tried to cut those sinful foods from your diet. You've tried everything! Now what?
Anuja cringed inwardly, the concept of romance and willingly having sex seemed alien to her; she’d never felt the bees and butterflies in her stomach!
The Good The Bad The Cyber Buddha: A Common Man Series, by Paathik Muni and Kamaljeet Kaur Muni, simplifies cybersecurity for the masses.
A Delhi-based woman ordered sanitary pads from Swiggy Instamart, an online convenience grocery powered by Swiggy. Imagine her surprise when she received chocolate cookies!
A deeply disturbing, gritty, unapologetic story of a sex worker by choice, that at first made me think it was a true account. Bravo!
Though occasional phrases like “we always buy from you” or “I’m not making a profit... this is the cost price” were thrown in, the game remained tactical to a large extent.
The current actors may gloat about their unique style and take pride in blurring the lines between conventionally feminine and masculine clothes, but you were the original trendsetter.
Across the sea of people, Minni’s eyes met her mother’s, and she signaled for Minni to join them. Minni sighed. That was the last thing she wanted to do.
However, the onus of the final decision rested with the two matriarchs—Mihir’s Bua Ji and her grandmother. If they agreed, then the rest of the kin had no alternative but to fall in line.
A familiar kick I cherished rose from my womb into my heart. The pulse of my baby flowed and percolated in every crack, every gaping hole within me.
They all laughed and it seemed like all their issues melted away, and their laugher twined them to each other in sublime calm.
My gaze moved to a photo of Biji, my mother, placed on the mantelpiece. How many more mysteries were hidden behind that smile?
Kamla tai had thought of hanging up her boots and relaxing. But life, her nemesis, still unfatigued and untired, had decided a to twist the knife in deeper, this time.
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