The image of the homeless man eating leftovers from the street has never left me.

I have a lot of fear to overcome, before I can say those words to my child.

She said, “Oh yes, the jamun is very important– it decides the quality of the final product.

As I write this story, I come across a video of her singing and dancing last year, and I ask myself, has she really gone?

I was trying to avoid a conflict, but sometimes conflict is better than staying silent.

My son and daughter gradually accepted that “going out” was NOT happening sometime soon.

What does it take a women to leave an abusive relationship?

I shook myself from grief to live up to my family’s requirements.

Father and I don’t want to frighten her, so we have conveniently lied throughout the day.

It was my final move back to Cochin. Something about this quaint port city lurched in my heart.

It was the beginning of December, and all I could remember of 2020 was long periods of stress, misery, anxiety, and feelings of inadequacy.

It is 2:00 a.m. now, and I am sitting on a cold, metal bench next to the ICU.

I keep on thinking about how people, even near and dear ones, behave differently during a crisis.

What if you’re caught when you make the video call? What if he finds out? Is there really a way out?