…………………. “Women are made for cooking and giving birth.” There is no need to even touch a vehicle. I do remember these words even today. Somewhere back in my mind, these words keep ringing back in my mind. Even years later, I keep carrying those words back. “Trauma bonded.” After a point in my life, it became very difficult to handle life by managing public transport. I slowly started feeling more and more uncomfortable going in share autos, stuck in between people. Instead, I

“Mam drishti thagulthademo” …… …………… ………………… I, being myself, for a split second, lost in thoughts. My memories took me back to a place where, Radha, mother of Lord Krishna, worried in the same way. The story goes this way. There is this temple in Gokul called Chintaharan Mahadev / Chintaharan Ghat. This is somewhere between Gokul and Mathura. So, the story goes this way… Little Krishna, being him, was always busy playing, stealing butter, and teasing around. He also had the

“He is just manipulative.” “Cunning.” “It’s not a fair fight, na?” These are the words I used for Krishna a few years ago, after reading a few versions of the Mahabharata. It was a time when I felt that I understood the story. ………………………………… …………………………………………. …………………………………………………… Finally, the car stopped in front of the temple in Gokul. Instead of going to the temple, where they would narrate the stories of Lord Krishna, I walked past the little, curious streets of Gokul. How