An imitable voice against patriarchy, Kamla Bhasin once posed a striking proposition: what would it mean......

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I make us some blue tea/ ask you to sit with me/ we talk about morning glories...

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In another rendering, Kunti wonders What if she didn’t set her lovechild in the river....

Tibetan refugees hang their prayer flags Red, blue and yellow In a string across roof tops...

In the fridge lies your bowl of beaten coffee,the scrambled eggs slide off the panand into......

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