I think I met the saddest version of myself this year. I’ve been feeling so drained, emotional, and lost lately. I don’t even recognize myself sometimes. I cry over things I used to be strong enough to handle, and honestly, I hate feeling this sensitive. I keep telling everyone I’m okay, but deep down, I know I’m not. I miss the old me. the one who was happier, lighter, and didn’t overthink everything. I miss having a genuine spark in me.
One of the worst 🍇 cases the country saw. The whole state came out on streets to demand justice. The entire election was fought on the backbone of this case and won. And now Ratna Debnath denies 🍇 ever happened.
I wish no daughter ever is born to a mother as this.
A 100 years ago, Periyar wrote about the importance of women to make decisions about their own bodies. What masquerades as a pro-life visibly-Christian march here is deeply anti-women, such an extremism should have no space in civilised society. Don't take us back by a century!