Breath

Parisha Dutta:   I was loved to be unloved to be misloved to be disloved all…

From weakness to strength

Parisha Dutta: The first thing I was taught, “Don’t talk to a stranger, Strangers aren’t your…

Thirteen

Parisha Dutta: That first dotted stain on my baby pink shorts; Forever in my memory and…

Girl

Parisha Dutta: “Fat”, a tag and a shame; Calling me that gives you much fame. Yeah,…

Mother

Parisha Dutta: You work every hour, all day and night, With love in your heart everyday…

Prostitute

Parisha Dutta: She wears a torn cloth in the room closed tight, And glittery green frocks…

Silenced

Parisha Dutta: Naked. Burnt. I’m lying here alone. I’m just another hunt. An hour or two,…

Nirbhaya

Parisha Dutta: She was trembling with fear as they threw her out, Pressed her mouth when…

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