The one and only primary government school in Sherwani Tola, Shamsabad, Farrukhabad, UP

A walking distance from Bharti Foundation’s Sikanderpur branch of Satya Bharti School in Shamsabad[1] block of Uttar Pradesh stands an open structure; a structure with more open space than covered. With white walls and a dwarf brick-fence periphery, the modest school’s boundary walls are shorter than the height of its students. This is one of the handful of primary government schools in this particular region of the Shamsabad block of Farrukhabad district in UP.

With a hand pump and gender divided toilets to the immediate left, the entire field echoed with kids playing and digesting their mid-day meals as we…


Free Verse

Hampi, Karnataka 2019

Who sows the seeds? Nation’s dependable yield!
Who milks the grounds? Sweating into the soil, ploughing and plodding? Hopeful eyes that await the turning of the seasons,
Rabi and Kharif — the sun and moon of their earth’s existence.
Hands and feet that mould the mother; a harsh teacher, a gentle pleaser.
Nurturer, sometimes she burns; at times, she soothes. Her skies — they bleed heavily or none at all.
While we stretch these arms outside our windowpane,
engulfing and possessing the droplets dripping on our fingertips.
A year’s harvest gets muddled in the rain, households cry and live in pain.
A man ties a noose around his…


“Mera ek hi dharam hai, Cinema! Jeena yahan aur marna yahan”
- AK (I’ll keep you guessing which one though)

A riot of real-reel reflections!

Started as what seemed like a parody of sorts, AKvsAk takes a fast-paced, action-packed, intentional, and well laid out jibe at Bollywood itself.

While Anurag Kashyap embodies an all-encompassing spirit of world-directors from Benegal, Stanislavaski, Scorsese, to Tarantino; Anil Kapoor brings forth a culmination of his roles and the ultra-actor performance manifesting Lakhan-Nayak-Mr.India all at once.

The film is a funny-dark-witty work of art with its classic Motwane-Kashyap elements and moments of darkness and chills…


I happened to read the latest report by The 10to19: Dasra Adolescents Collaborative. The report titled ‘ Lost in Lockdown: Chronicling the Impact of COVID-19 on India’s Adolescents’ highlights the ways in which the lockdown and pandemic have affected various dimensions of the lives of young people mainly education, livelihoods, social isolation, mental health, exposure to violence, reproductive health and child marriage, as well as access to food and health services.

About the research sample & design

  • Out of the 350 adolescent- or youth-serving organizations that were contacted for the survey, 111 organizations participated.
  • A conservative estimate of the number…

Is the new normal now the old bizarre?

A toddler photographed at his home in UP during one of my visits last year

The world, as we knew it, has ceased to exist. When I started drafting this article total worldwide cases were around 42 Lakhs. According to Worldometer, as of today, around 63,00,000 Coronavirus cases are currently in order.

Almost overnight, the education sector has radically changed.

Most schools, colleges and other private education institutions remain suspended over the globe. According to UNESCO, over 1.3 billion students and youth across the planet have been affected by school and university closures since the COVID-19 outbreak. In India, over 32 crore students have been impacted by a nation-wide lockdown which began on 23rd March.


(Airtel) Data shutdown messages from 16th Dec — 23rd Dec in Ghaziabad, Uttar Pradesh

In sweeping firsts, Internet services across Delhi and NCR were suspended in an attempt to prevailing law and order in light of the ongoing protests across the capital.

The resistance against the National Register of Citizens (NRC) and the Citizenship Amendment Act (CAA), which started as a student protest in Jamia on last Sunday soon shaped up to be a nationwide movement mobilising students, activists and the rest of India all across the country. …


Image Source: IMDB

What goes up, must come down. It’s a law of nature. Like all good things that come to an end, it is time to conclude a chapter that transpired over 8 long beautiful years. Now that we have entered into the final hours of the last bloody Monday we will ever encounter as a global audience, here are my two Lannister cents.

Breaking its own viewership records by 2019 with over 17.4 million people watching, the global cultural phenomena nears its end.

Leaving fans with somewhat of a bittersweet taste in the mouth, Game of Thrones concludes its final episode…


When I was 2 years old,

I saw my father run away from an angry mob

His turban served as interrogatory evidence

For killing the prime minister on spot.

Riot lessons serve our childhood scars.

We learned from the Bible, Gita, and Quran.

Growing up, the masses educated us,

More than textbooks or annual exams.

Decades of violence and conflict,

Generations of witnessing our unity departing.

The terror remains the same,

But disguises may vary.

Today, we stand on the turn of this century,

Losing its innocence,

To the blue whale philosophy.

A nation made with the union of communities,


We are in the second year of MeToo and it feels like a never-ending giant wheel ride, which gets speedier with every emerging story, gaining more momentum and turning more dangerous like someone would go flying off the wheel at any moment in the future. And according to popular belief, the wheel is run only by one section of the society a.k.a women.

With the rise of the #MeToo and #TimesUp movements in recent years and the evolving #MeTooIndia movement, there is an alternative rising, and maybe at an even stronger momentum. The #Shetoo movement in India, which is discretely…


Gender Stereotypes Painting by Jess Linden (Source)

I could be a she, I could be a he,

I could be anyone I believe to be.

because, gender,

is not my reality.

I could grow my hair till my knees

or I could shave it all , go bald .

Defying social norms,

happily, proud ,with glee.

Because gender is not my reality.

I wake up on days and detest my body.

I don’t like being a woman, because,

some days, I feel too strongly.

I go to sleep some days, wishing I was a man

so I could avoid being scanned,

everytime I walk out the door,

Sharan Ahluwalia

Poet | Writer I Researcher| IR Scholar |Senior Manager & Dev Professional // Stealing moments to be w kids on field https://thebigfatpoet.com/ @thebigfatpoet

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