Jyotsna Sastry

Why sexism is here to stay

PPeople can hear you. You have travelled to a point in history where your fight feels heard. You are no longer a herd of mimes barking silently on the streets f...

Lies We Want To Stop Telling

I’m doing good- I’m not, I’m unhappy. I’ve got a wall inside my walls, I’m lonely. I’m in love- With nothing really. Not even myself, Not even the idea o...

I’ll Pass Up On The Human Race

I don’t like Bengalis They’re rather loud and ugly The groups of Gujratis I’m sick of Khakhras, I want Chapatis The loudest- Punjabis, Why can’t they be a ...

Existence in Perpetuity?

You woke up one morning and rubbed your eyes out of deep sleep. You wondered if you recognised the room you were peacefully sleeping in for the past 8 hours. Th...

It Hurts When You call me Skinny

Since I was a little girl, I have been quite insecure of my looks. I guess it’s because I always knew I was somewhere kind of pretty, but never the prettiest on...