Two red dots. A poem. And a question about who gets to belong.
I worked on Swati Bhattacharya’s idea for opening Sindoor Khela to women who had been kept outside it. The words had to make that invitation felt. Estranged sisters. Transgender, widowed and sex worker sisters. We named them because the invitation needed to be clear.
The poem ends with “These two red dots will make us one.” You can read it in full beside the original poster below.
