I was back in my flat, relaxing on the sofa, after spending most of the day in Shoreditch. Instead of either one of us driving, we took the tube. Shoreditch was very arty with fashionable clubs and bars. It had vintage and design shops which Sarika enjoyed popping into. She picked up a few items… Read More Coming Clean with Aunt Savitri
Gina’s mother was still in the powder room when she got there. They were the only ones in there. They hugged and then went to an area where they could talk. “How are you doing, Gina?” her mother asked, looking her over. “I’m fine, Mom. How are you?” She hadn’t seen her since New Year’s… Read More Gina’s Mother and Tanner
“Are you sorry about what happened between us last night?” Paul asked Nita. They were in his office. It was five-thirty. The rest of the staff had left for the day. “No. Are you?” “No. Have dinner with me again tonight.” “All right.” “This time at my place. We’ll order in.” “Sounds good to me.… Read More Another Evening With Paul
“Dalit women’s bodies are being used to assert caste supremacy and keep women ‘in their place’,” Jacqui Hunt, Eurasia Director of women’s rights group, Equality Now. According to Equality Now, there is such a thing as intersectional discrimination which makes it more difficult for girls across India and around the world to access justice for… Read More Justice for Dalit Women & Girls
They found her unconscious on the floor of the girls’ locker room. She had taken an entire bottle of antidepressants. She was rushed to the hospital. Parents, students and neighbors rallied around her family. Neighbors prayed and kept a vigil. People were outraged and demanded to know why the school had been so slow in… Read More Slow to Act
My name is Folani. At the age of 16, I was forced to marry the man who raped me so that I wouldn’t bring shame on my family. He wanted to marry me but after I rejected him, he raped me. I told my my mother what he had done to me and she insisted… Read More Folani’s Story
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