Chronicle of a woman’s life
A platform for unveiling cultural, authentic narratives through literature, poetry, music and visual art.
To capture the essence of being a woman.
Our story begins with you…
A letter to the colour pink
I saw pink as weak, secondary, common, and powerless. But then, there was my sister - a living embodiment of the very color I had come to despise. She was none of the things I associated with pink. In fact, she was a beacon of strength, resilience, and individuality.
A Woman of Many Tongues
I am the girl who cried in Hindi, but dreamed in Malayalam. The woman who texts in dramatic, extra-H in Hindi, but writes poetry in English. The wife who argues in a mix of Hindi and Gujarati, only to end up laughing or crying halfway through. And if that means I live in a constant state of linguistic whiplash, so be it. Because in all this chaos, I have found my voice. Language is more than just words. It’s our experiences and how we see the world.
And no matter what language I speak in—I will always be heard.
The most important day of our life
Weddings are a hope, if not a promise of a happy future of togetherness, companionship and growth. How long before we stop glorifying endurance over happiness? A perfect wedding doesn’t guarantee a perfect marriage. That the real work begins when the music fades and the guests go home.
Going Slowlo!
When the picture of a cosy little cottage in cobalt blue popped up on my phone screen, I knew I found my destination for my annual solo trip. This time, I would dedicate it to taking it ‘slow’ - not with a significant other, but the significant ‘self’ - ME!
Beetroot: The Childhood Villain
Being born into a primarily vegetarian Maharashtrian family I was introduced to all the ‘less tasty’ veggies like Radish, Bottle Gourd, Water Amaranth, Bitter Gourd, and countless beans, from a very young age. Today, when I run my own kitchen, these are some of my most preferred vegetables and make for great additions to modern Indian food.
Cooking at home is cool!
Irrespective of your gender, profession, and roles at home, you can get in the kitchen and feed your family.. the food and meals they will cherish even if they stay miles away.
Venturing into Uncharted Territory: Recipes Mom Never Attempted
Childhood memories and secret ingredients making the yummiest Prawn Tawa Fry
PHOTO ESSAYS
WHERE LAUGHTER ECHOES AND MEMORIES UNFOLD
Because in every frame, there's a story, and in every story, there's a friend.
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Welcome! The Sakhee Collective is a blog for women. We cover evolving cultural narratives through literature, music, art and poetry, and we strive to be authentic. As Olive Kitteridge said, “There’s no such thing as a simple life.”
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Victor brings out his running shoes. I pretend to go back to sleep as he slams the door behind him almost pausing the river stream outside the window. As paused as the air between us that stood still; ever since we watched love leave the room. Stinging bitterness encircles me as his furious footsteps fade away. Suffocating.