“I never told my children what was my job. I never wanted them to feel shame because of me. When my youngest daughter asked me
“I lost my eyesight because of typhoid when I was three years old. After I lost my vision, I also lost my father in the
“There was a dance competition at school and I had chosen to play the female lead. When I got home father punished me for what
“I was eight years old when while returning back from school I fell down from the auto rickshaw and got a white scar on my
“I grew up in a slum in Bombay. Since I was young, my father didn’t keep very well and I grew up watching my mother
“I was 12 years old when I got married to him. I still remember. He came with a horse cart to marry me. No one
“Since childhood I was curious to know about animals. While kids of my age would play with each other, I would observe and play with
“In the 1980s, when the kotha culture was on the decline, I grew up in Congress House, Mumbai, and Bandook Gully, Kolkata, two major sunset
“My daughter was 6 years old, my elder son was 3 and a half years old and my younger son was only 5 months old
“It was a sultry afternoon at J.P. Nagar, and I was trying to catch an auto for the past half an hour. Having been rejected
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