आज कल कही भी जाओ चाहे वह शहर के भीतर हो या बाहर किसी राज्य तथा राष्ट्रीय मार्ग पर, एक बड़ा साइनबोर्ड अक्सर नज़र आ जाता है। आप ने भी देखा और पढ़ा होगा, महिलाओं को मिला सम्मान। इस लेख के साथ आत्मसम्मान से भरा एक हंसता चेहरा भी नज़र आता है। उसे देख कर […]
Rimil is a sixteen-year-old class eleventh student, who expresses her thought through poetry, sketches and blogs. All the views expressed in this blog are author’s personal views, It’s Possible does not necessarily endorse it.
by Rimil She gripped the railing firmly as she huffed catching up her breath. The city was all dark and calm yet threatening. Ruchika’s face was all wet; whether from tears or sweat, even though she considered both of them the same, as both these droplets of water somehow made you cleaner and created more space for […]
by Rimil I thought I am masculine because I am a man. My thoughts are mine but what others think defines me. Masculinity is what society wants me to be – When I am forced to play cricket When I am laughed at because I love to stitch. When I am not allowed to be […]
by Manisha Majumdar My children are the nostalgic reminder of choices, dreams, habits And the history of intimacy. Reminder of the galaxy of emotions, whispers, and gullible genes That had gone into making them Distinct and yet connected. There are always moments of pause when I think ‘what if’ they are not been […]
by Manisha Majumdar I am a mother A patriarch to my daughter A matriarch to my son Parenting like a catamaran sailing- The liberated select cocoon around me Is too polite to ask questions On my MOTHER SHIP. Our lives are filled with ‘Too much’ ‘Too little, ‘Too late’ In an allegedly wild way. […]