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The Other F-Word
I used to be one of those people who thought feminism was “too loaded a word” and feminists were victim-complexed man-haters. And then, I grew up.
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I Am a Tawaif’s Son: Growing up in Mumbai’s Brothels
I grew up amid the sounds of thumris, ghazals, the heady scents of mogra and whiskey in the kothas near Mumbai’s Kennedy Bridge. My earliest memory is of my mother fighting a drunken man, who was calling her a “randi”.
