a DIRS blog
She’s suffered the real deal, an Australian original, Oodgeroo Noonuccal is an Australian Aboriginal. In 1970, her job was that of a scribe, Wrote about a man, the last of his tribe. Willie Mckenzie’s his name, he’s an old, retired male, And yes, don’t forget, this is a true tale. It’s 24 lines, it’s a... Continue Reading →
(Based on real events, the author doesn't like exaggeration) It was 6:36 in the evening. I had made an insane decision that could not be undone. The fabric of order was about to be challenged by the unexpectedness of chaos. I had asked my parents to call a few families home to participate in something... Continue Reading →
WHO AM I? WHAT IS MY IDENTITY? #IAmNotWhatIWear This is a holistic perspective on a recent incident that occurred in Delhi. What is misogyny? Misogyny is the dislike of, contempt for, or ingrained prejudice against women. This incident is of an elderly woman, accusing a girl for ‘asking for it’ because the length of her... Continue Reading →
Writing eulogies or letters for the dead is a lot like falling asleep in the local train on your way back home, with a friend who keeps track of the stations you’ve passed. Just like solitude in public spaces leaves you vulnerable, naked to the qualms of uncertainty, death creates this lacuna for the world... Continue Reading →
Being in the Department of Inter-Religious Studies (DIRS) at St. Xavier’s college it was surprising to find students, who showed lacking interest in religion and expressed atheistic leanings. They wanted something different. Hence, we chose “Co-create Cosmic Compassion” as the DIRS motto, following an “out of the box” approach. This has led to an amount... Continue Reading →
The Laughing Hippo 