'The Boy with the Topknot' is still, by far and away, one of the best depictions of a modern British Asian experience that I've seen. I watch it quite often- still blows me away, and I find great comfort and calm in it. Love Sathnam Sanghera, and so inspired by all who worked on the… Continue reading Programme Focus: ‘The Boy with the Topknot’ (1/2)
The usual comment about the innately destructive comparison culture perpetuated by society through the media, especially social media- I want, in this instance, however, to bring this conversation to a personal level, about my experiences so far as a writer, a poet (although I gag supremely at this label where it applies to me, so… Continue reading Trust your own Process.
I have a real problem with the word 'brown', and other colour-centric words where they pertain to skin. For some, they are exaltations of pride, affirmations of identity and fervent ownership of a feature that has been used to discriminate against them and others seen as similar, a reclaiming and redefining of something natural and… Continue reading Some Thoughts On Contemporary Colour-Centric Discourse
(Rinse) Selfless, gracious living organ My skin That I have scoured, rinsed and dried to within an inch of its life. This is not only a past reminiscence But a present admission, A recitation of mental condition. The skin I wear Demonstrative of turmoil I bear My injurious emotions scraped in like cavern carvings. Shards… Continue reading Skin Thing.
This is the face of a third-generation British Indian. This is MY face. My full name is Ciona Bhachu Nankervis. My forename was picked out of a magazine by my aunt in 1989, the origin of which still mystifies me, my now middle name is my maiden name, the only nominal indicator of my Punjabi… Continue reading Britishness, Race And Identity: Let’s Talk
When I cast my gaze down towards the growth marks on my legs, pearlescent cracks in my dust-rose-toned skin, I see satellite images of landscapes shaped by vast waterways, ambling on the tops of my thighs. Pictures of parched and contoured earth sculpted by rivers, skeletal carvings of tributaries Are reflected in my body, the… Continue reading : I Am Water
As I begin writing the review of this month, there are still three days left of it until its close for this year. It is 18:14 on a Saturday evening and I am sipping on a homemade hot chocolate, which consists of half a mini Crunchie bar and a clatter of milk chocolate drops into… Continue reading February
First of all, we must remember that Katie Hopkins exists solely to provide incendiary commentary about every known incident in the World and that the publications that continue to employ her aren't even worthy of lining the bottom of a toilet- they themselves exist only to sensationalise stories by blowing up controversy and defaming anyone… Continue reading Some Thoughts On Sex And Sexuality (In Reaction To Katie Hopkins’ Comments On The Adam Johnson Trial)
Hair! Hair! Everywhere!!! We all have it, regardless of gender or sexual orientation or the multitudinous ways in which we choose to categorise each other as humans. Unless, of course, there is a medical reason behind why you don't have it, the majority of human beings will have lived and died with its imminent growth… Continue reading The Body Hair Issue: Conflict And Judgement In Physical Appearance