My Interview at Incredible Women of India: a women-centric online platform

In a world that I have been a part of, usually defined by a characteristic nonchalant stanceKriti Festival_reading a chapter from my memoir towards writers, there are moments like this too, when I look back and forth, reflect on my journey and feel that all has not gone amiss. Thank you dear Rhiti Bose for this up, close and personal session with me and for making me feel incredible!
Friends, do read my interview published at the Incredible Women Of India blogazine, and hope you will like my ramblings.

This, I Believe, I Am


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A short creative nonfiction piece of mine, in which I essay my internal journey, the conflicts on the way and how I am happy to break the mold of stereotypes, ‘This, I Believe, I am’, published at ‘Morsels and Juices’, an e-journal, a community showcasing stories, articles and poems by aspiring women writers and published authors.

Sharing an excerpt of the piece here:

“When I was the skinny little dreamy-eyed girl with braids, pleats and an awkward posture, I found myself growing up in a house cluttered with old furniture and the sternness of rituals, with a father always away at work and more away from doting his child, a silent mother cocooned in her daily worries, an aunt making up with her supernatural stories, a school full of classmates stealing lunch from my box and discarding me as ‘vague, imaginative and weird’. Months and years flew past, swallowing me up with devouring loneliness. The sky seemed to loom, gray and dead, above me. Yet, in my mind, a sulfur glow of a different sun gave way to streaks of opaque dark.  I’ve been threatened and insulted by the mediocrity around, but in rare moments of clarity, I saw the world as it should be. I broke the chains of mediocrity, and felt free. I felt free with redeeming, everlasting imagination, with the ever-growing, luscious vines of music which I discovered everywhere around me. In the beauty of my solitude which then, had overpowered me, I began to look for the mystery of colors and brush strokes, with the inspiration and creation of artists I seemed to know from my previous births.”

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Interviewing Ruth Marimo: the Mother, activist and Writer of the Memoir ‘Freedom of an Illegal Immigrant’


In the spring of 2013, I had the opportunity to meet Ruth Marimo, a phenomenal female author, activist and inspirational speaker from South Africa. Witnessing more than a decade of her life in the United States amid excruciating struggles, physical and mental torment, she documents the horrendous events of physical abuse, deportation and extreme suffering at the Cass County jail of Omaha, Nebraska in her memoir ‘Freedom of An Illegal Immigrant’. At the University of Nebraska at Omaha to promote her new book along with her two children, Marimo spoke at length about her experiences with marginalization, domestic violence, abuse and sexual objectification. Her visit was also marked with another objective. While talking about how she gradually embraced her self-identity as a lesbian through encountering abuse, violence and betrayal, Marimo strongly advocated the rights of the girl child worldwide.

Read here to find out some glimpses of her empowering speeches and her candid conversations regarding her book and her life. As a freelance writer/feature correspondent for ‘Gateway’, I feel privileged to unfold her story.