On forgotten identities of love

“Once, I complained that I felt somehow guilty when she asked me why I had not yet returned to Delhi, something no one ever asked me, not even my mother since the age of 18. Mona simply replied, ‘well, that is because you have become English in your love. You have forgotten Hindustani love: if I ask you why you did not return when you said you would, it is my way of expressing love. But if it annoys you, I will not ask.'”
– from ‘Myself Mona Ahmed’ by Dayanita Singh.

Cover art: photograph by Dayanita Singh.



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