I’ll just jump straight into it: I don’t feel right referring to God as He or Him. Is this due to my raging feminist mindset or my insatiable need for gender equality? No… it’s really not. I personally prefer to use the pronoun They. This decision of mine is based on two factors: Formlessness. Maybe … More I Don’t Think God Is A He
Me, me, me. My life is so awful, everyone else around me is moving ahead, reaping benefits, being happy, while I’m stuck here like a little rain cloud. That’s how I felt recently, like a bitter, miserable person that I didn’t want to be around, let alone inflict my company on anyone else! And I … More Opening My Eyes To Sikhi
There’s a fine line between upholding traditions out of respect and refusing to modernise due to close mindedness. Essentially, I think that most people fall under one of two camps: forward thinkers and backwards thinkers. Backwards thinkers consult the past and rely heavily on what has already happened in order to formulate their future. It … More Life Partner Or Sidekick?
Say you were walking down the street and turned a corner to find me standing there, the first fleeting thought that would probably cross your mind would be, “Oh it’s an Indian girl.” To all of you alleged ‘colour blind’ people out there, no that’s not racist, it’s a fact. I am an Indian girl … More A Doomed Mother Tongue
In the last year or so I’ve had a massive epiphany: my parents are not perfect. They’re not always right and they don’t always do the right thing. Ok, you’re probably sitting there thinking wow, did you just clock on to the fact that Santa Claus isn’t real either? But seriously, it’s been a big realisation … More Parents