A depression survivor Ananya primarily writes about mental health, intersectional feminism and society.
When she is not working or traveling, she spends her days in a quaint little town of Northeast India with her husband and two cats, sipping red wine and writing poetry.
Latest posts by Ananya Singh (see all)
- Life with an auto-immune disease - September 22, 2019
- Of sex and summer in small towns - August 20, 2019
- ‘But someone out there has it worse’- Can we all stop belittling trauma? - August 16, 2019
You are my friend, my colleague, a follower on Instagram, my father, my boyfriend, my ex.
You are a man, in this world, where the power dynamics between genders has been systemically skewed and abused to give you privilege over women, and other minority groups.
You enjoy a position that has been created and upheld since ages to give you innumerable advantages over us. You have been the decision maker among the two of us; you have benefitted from this position that your fathers, and their forefathers created for you to enjoy and exploit, and I understand you want to uphold it for your sons.
I know it must truly be scary to suddenly be asked to share that kind of power which was bestowed upon you for so long that it started feeling like entitlement instead of plain blatant privilege which it actually is.