In my counselling practice, I often meet women who confide their pain to me — stories of marital discord, loneliness, and emotional isolation. Again and again, I notice a familiar ...
Every September, those three words appear everywhere: R U OK? Posters at train stations, badges at work, hashtags on social media. At first, it feels like just another campaign, but ...
From the time I was little, I was fascinated by the unseen. I remember waiting for the Sunday newspaper, eager to flip to the horoscope column. Not because I believed ...
Once upon a time, community work was humble. Quiet. It was led by those who believed in service, not in selfies. There were potlucks, prayers, fundraisers, and friendships. No titles, ...
I was sipping my morning tea when the news arrived—not like a whisper, but like a siren through my chest. Another terror attack, this time in Pahalgam. The moment felt ...
हाँ कल ही तो देखा था वोह सपना, पंख लगा कर उड रही थी जहाँ कल्पानाऐं मेरी. पर आज ही क्यों टूट गया वोह सपना, इस निरीह दुनियाँ में, एक वही तो था ...
Artist, writer, and community voice based in Sydney — weaving stories through dance, music, and words.
जहाँ कला और जीवन मिलते हैं, वहीं मेरी पहचान बनती है।”
(Where art and life meet, there my identity is formed.)
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