My nani (maternal grandmother) would never let me enter the kitchen during puberty while I was menstruating. She would make me wash my hair religiously on day three of my period. I was told that it would wash away the impurities I carried from head to toe. Growing up, I often thought I wanted to do something to change this discriminating behaviour towards menstruating women’s bodies.
Later in life, I worked as a trainer in India for imparting sex education to teen girls. Sometimes, the girls attending the workshops would reveal that they had already been married in their childhoods but were still awaiting their gauna. A gauna is a ceremony where a girl moves in to the home of her assigned future husband. The family decides whether the girl is physically ready for the transition or not. Continue reading “Menstrual Chronicles from Delhi | Ina Goel”