I was a very flamboyant and a lively child. I’d play outside with friends from the start to the end of the day, lost within countless hours. I was 11 years old when I first experienced gender-based discrimination. My school would offer various extra-curricular activities from crafting, sewing, various sports, as well as singing and …
M.B. Victoria spreads some light on Human Trafficking through this piece of her When you’re tired of hearing that “it’s a pity you had to go through it,” “no one should ever experience that,” and “no wonder you’re all bottled up” I am here to remind you that yes, this is all true, …
This piece is dedicated to Telloway’s Chief Editor’s late maternal grandfather. A piece directly emerged from a grand-daughter’s heart. There are vibrations Going on in my head My sense seems to defy me It’s escaping me by And the unconsciousness is penetrating Deep inside, from crevices that this dilemma has created And though I …
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[dropcap]T[/dropcap]hose were the days of my youth when I was twenty-five. My days were not like any typical girl. It was way more difficult and challenging than one could imagine, at least from my perspective, since I fell in love, back then, when even talking about love was looked down upon. It ain’t that love …
13th October 2014, when Hudhud cyclone struck the boundaries of some states of India, she (my daughter) came to my life, after enduring the unbearable pain. After one week, the process in our family started, for giving her a name so that her birth certificate could be prepared. Finally, the name was decided to be …
