The demonetisation drive meant to target black money hoarders had an unfortunate casualty – the brides of Uttar Pradesh, whose parents could no longer pay their dowries.
My hometown Toronto has been in the news for a spate of attacks on its diverse population. Are they a part of a creeping culture of polarisation and dissent? Is fear the new normal in Toronto, the only city where I’ve walked down dark alleys in the middle of the night?
Ever since 2013, my grandparents have been on a mission to Modi-fy me. A barrage of fake news greeted me on WhatsApp every morning, until it abruptly stopped. Shortly after the nationwide protests against CAA and NRC, my grandparents started to see reason. They started questioning the BJP’s policies.
Shakespeare wasn’t trying to piss schoolkids off, he actually spoke like that. And now people talk lyk dis. Memes are our language. They contain as much context as good literature and a more developed backstory than the last 10 Avengers movies. So why do we still consider them low-brow?
When your uncle who only posts old songs on Facebook, or friend who spams Instagram with memes is suddenly discussing national policy, you know you’re now scrolling through your election newsfeed. And like Thanos in the upcoming Avengers movie, there’s no running or hiding from it.