Category: Her StayUncle story

“I am a woman with manly features.” Here is what Ivaanka Das can teach you about love, sexuality and self respect

“I am a woman with manly features.” Here is what Ivaanka Das can teach you about love, sexuality and self respect

One rarely comes across someone like Ivaanka who is so illuminated not just from the heart but also from their outer appearances that they just blow away every single person who meets them! From her smile, to her rustic rich Bengali saree look, to her positivity and grit, it was hard to stop the conversation with […]

The divorce of Dikshi auntie

The divorce of Dikshi auntie

Where are all the heroes gone, someone asked? They are all around us. They may no longer wear masks capes. Which makes them even more special We have a hero here today. Someone you  know well. Someone who has gone through a tragic period in life and now for the first time on a public […]

If I flirt it doesn’t mean I am ready for sex

If I flirt it doesn’t mean I am ready for sex

  Things started off simple enough, there was music, I was looking good, drinks were flowing, and people were mingling. The pub we went to was known for it’s vibrant, friendly atmosphere, and once the actual party was over, the after-party began. The only people present were club regulars – people in the in crowd, […]

Bruh, girls get friend-zones too. And it sucks :(

Bruh, girls get friend-zones too. And it sucks :(

We’ve all heard of the friend zone; it’s the frozen tundra of the social world where men unite in their inability to get laid. More dangerous than Bermuda triangle, more difficult to get out of than a maximum security prison. Yes, that’s the friend zone. It’s the one thing every guy dreads but ultimately end […]

An Open Letter to my far away Love

An Open Letter to my far away Love

Dear long distance lover, I found pieces of me that had been missing ever since you left. Remember that sunny day when I was waiting for you at the metro station and kept my eyes on the exit gate. They were searching for you in that over growing crowd as if I lost something precious […]