I am the only one with gluten sensitivity in my family. There is hardly anyone with whom I can relate and share. And so, here I am writing again about my struggles with gluten. There is only one person I know in India who also has Celiac Disease. She is a sister of one of… Continue reading The misery of restricted diet
I made an embroidery design on my father's handkerchief. I have used fishbone stitch, cast on stitch, back stitch, and french knots. Go to my ETSY Shop! If you would like something like this, you can place an order on my Etsy shop!
Low bone density is often found in people with Celiac Disease, and if untreated can lead to osteopenia and osteoporosis. Osteoporosis normally happens in old age, but in gluten sensitive people, the lack of nutrient absorption through their damaged intestines can lead to osteoporosis at an early young age. The gastroenterologist I visited in the… Continue reading Osteopenia and Back Pain
During my final year of college around the year 2016, I had taken up the hobby of hand embroidery. I usually make embroidered pieces on handkerchiefs and gift them to my friends. I also took part in an embroidery swap on a Facebook group that mostly had middle-aged to old women. Here are some of… Continue reading My handmade treasures
Yesterday, I had been to Savitri Bai Phule Park at Nagpur. Here are some of the photographs I took. Unfortunately, the electricity there went away and I could not take more. Savitri Bai Phule was an iconoclast and a revolutionary feminist back in the 18th century. Coincidently, it is her death anniversary today. She was… Continue reading Savitri Bai Phule Park
I am currently at my cousin brother's place. My sister had been living with him for two weeks now, and I arrived here last week. He lives alone and everyone, including my sister and I, is coaxing him to find a girlfriend and settle down. Both my brother and sister eat gluten daily. They eat… Continue reading Managing gluten-free food at my cousin’s place
When I was in the USA, I realized the stark contrast of how women are treated there to that in India. While I walked on the street, boys and men, like girls and women, would smile at me and say hi or good morning. There was no male gaze tailing me wherever I go. Men… Continue reading Women’s day: I wish…