the Proletariat

I’d like to consider myself a writer. I did grow up on 90’s and 2000s rom coms where the protagonist is living out her most glamorous life as a magazine writer. I think I am quite decent, save the poems and songs I wrote when I was 14. I can no longer cook, no longer sing, two loves of my life if I may; but I have been whining about “losing my voice” long enough, only to find out writing is no longer a viable career option, thanks to AI. What with all the information in the w

To be curled up under the sun on a mat made of jute while the light caresses my cheek as I drift away into a meadow where wind barely...

“Today’s music is all just noise.” Haven’t we all heard someone say this at one point or the other? And do we disagree? Music is critical...

AI skincare! Hear me out, its not as bad as it sounds. I was recently browsing for haircare products online and was having trouble...

In the heart of Mumbai, were two twenty-year-olds Haricharan and Santosh, who worked at “Nanaji Pav Bhaji shop”. It was a...

As a raging fashion enthusiast, I have always viewed clothing as a form of art that is crafted by creative contemporaries to translate...

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Feminist movements in the world started over a hundred years ago. Society has taken great strides towards the equality of men and women....