News articles from The Swaddle

Jawhar is but a small, brown blip amidst 97 million hectares of similarly barren land.

“Caste is a thing of the past,” many Indians belonging to privileged castes often argue.

This is a story of a reality sordid and sour, a pride jingoistic and misplaced, and the elimination of a civil right that forever changes the story of women and their bodily autonomy in another country and, arguably, the world over.

The Indian Bank’s hiring guidelines audaciously refuse to hire pregnant women who have crossed the 12-week mark.

When the Delhi High Court delivered a split verdict on criminalizing marital rape last week, it prompted dejection and fury among many.

Ever since the pandemic began, women from across the world have taken to social media to discuss unanticipated irregularities in their menstrual cycles.

We live in cities of volatility. Heat waves sweep across parts in a blanket of red and orange, just as easily as devastating floods halt life and livelihood. Droughts, locusts, and natural disasters are becoming frequent and fierce; leaving a city, and its people, to respond to climate crises.

“India witnesses an average of around 17 lakh [fire-related] accidents in a year and most patients require skin grafting,” points out Dr. Deepak Narola, Chairperson of the Indian Red Cross Society.

In 2019, playwright Finegan Kruckemeyer imagined a circuit breaker for climate crisis with his play Hibernation: a world where people could plunge into a deep slumber to evade the catastrophe of heatwaves, floods, and extreme weather.

It is indeed a truth both jarring and recurring that distance can determine if, and how, women engage with their pregnancies.