The importance of being Ernest, 1995 This morning I checked out a book titled ‘The Emperor’s Clothes’ for my 6-year-old. I remembered an old school play our juniors had performed. I wasn’t a part of the drama (told you I was a late bloomer check my senior school play pic ;)) but I couldn’t wait to see how our school would dress the naked emperor. Obvious it was a skin colored body suit. Duh! And then move forward 20 years and here we are in 2016 still reading news about how women should dress up. The burkini in France created quite a stir and then the Tourism Minister in India came up with a wittier way to combat rape in India – women should not wear skirts especially the foreign women. Remember one of the televised US election coverage where Elizabeth Warren and Hillary Clinton shared the stage. Ninety-five percent of the coverage was about how these two ladies dressed up similar in sky blue shirts and trousers forget that both these powerful women talked about women empowe...
Being a mother of a eight yo girl is exhausting but fun sometimes. Currently I am in love with color grey, bread and my cheeky monkey. It changes often. I am passionate about education and I am working towards my goal to establish a school in my hometown.