"I am Aruna. A composite human being,” says Aruna Roy whose diminutive frame conceals a spirit of steel. “As feminists we fought to not have our identities fragmented into such labels — wife, mother, daughter. We are human beings and are to be accepted as that. Such labeling is extremely objectionable.”
Her unflinching gaze dares you to disagree with her. Roy who has lent her name to almost every protest and cause from as long as she can remember has been called everything from a jholawali to a communist and other unprintable monikers. “I return the insults with absolute compliments,”