Seven year old Neel and Kathy played together on the beach, whenever they came along with their mothers. They loved building sandcastles. Kathy could never
A young mother had just lost her baby. Juvenile diabetic that she was, the infant had been still-born. This had been her only chance at
Amisha pondered over Rajat’s words ‘They are OK with it. In fact mom was suggesting that we put up curtains in the bedroom of our
‘Tu meri beti nahi beta hai’ (You are not my daughter, rather you are my son), her father’s words resounded in Uttara’s ears. Living
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The traditional bifurcation of roles went by gender that pigeon-holed the job of a mother to pre-dominantly be a home-maker while the fathers went out