It’s impossible to grow up as a woman in India without knowing what it is like to have to always seek permission to be yourself. Each of us, in our own way, often magnified by caste and class, encounters resistance in finding self-acceptance, achievement and affection. If your experience as a straight woman in this country has been one of bliss, without heartache and self-loathing, I reckon you’ve inherited an Ambani-esque fortune. Or that you’ve lived a very protected life. Setting snark aside, let me acknowledge that the fortunate few who’ve found love and self-contentment without much
  
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