By Rimli Bhattacharya
A friendship blossoms between the two. Irawati opens up to Preetam about her trauma, anxiety and panic attacks.
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By Rimli Bhattacharya
‘Mumbai Diaries’ captures the Mumbai I had faced on that fateful day.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
I end my essay with an open question to Nolan: was it necessary to speak of Bhagavad Gita when Oppie was having sex with his girlfriend? Did you witness it, Mr. Nolan?
By Rimli Bhattacharya
But do I really care? The society never understood. And never will.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
I had unleashed the Kali in me. I had defied all norms and applied the sindoor.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
Tranquillity adorned her face tonight. I could still feel the healthy glow of her skin. I had touched her hand. It was ice cold. I had kissed her forehead as I knew it would be my last goodbye.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
As I watched the film, I travelled ages back when I was only a fifteen-year-old teenager and was a victim of a severe sex abuse.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
While the movie slightly deviates from the book, Sachin Kundalkar deserves credit for portraying a poignant tale of love, relationship, and societal norms on screen.
By Rimli Bhattacharya
I am an engineer with an MBA degree. It took me twenty-two years to figure out that I needed to walk away from this rat race.
By Nishi Pulugurtha
There is a sense of despondency in many of the stories, of deafening defeat that shatters and a faint flicker of hope that glimmers and fades. Modestly priced and well mounted, the volume makes for a breezy reading.
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