It is true that a woman’s work never ends, that she is perpetually stuck in the drudgery of homemaking, in spite of everything that she achieves at work. She might be a professional superstar, but I bet even Angelina Jolie bothers about the kind of food her children are fed. Does she have to make morning-evening phone calls to her servants from wherever she’s shooting at, to find out what her children are up to?
Sangeeta Mall
I'm an alumnus of Indian Institute of Management, Bangalore and now a published author. My first novel, Cloud 9 Minus One, was published by HarperCollins India in 2009.
The French government will no longer insist upon single women writing Mademoiselle in front of their name. The French do not have an equivalent of Ms., and so women were forced to choose either Mme. or Mlle.
Finally, the light has dawned upon the authorities there that the marital status of a woman is no longer relevant to any decision making in society, especially one where more than fifty percent of children are born to single women.
In the Mumbai local elections held recently, the Shiv Sena has promised to provide sanitary napkins for all slum-dwellers.
If I weren’t against the politics of xenophobia, I would give my vote to this party just for this promise. At least it recognises that there is an entity called the slum-dweller, that within this group there exists a sub-group called female, that within this sub-group the majority are menstruating girls and women who need access to hygiene.
Recently I read the book ‘Sex and the City’ by Candace Bushnell. This is the mother of all chicklits, and describes why single women in New York don’t want to marry. It talks about how busy they are having a good time, hooking up with a different, dishy man every day, and generally partying. It sounded so good and so different from the lives of single women in Mumbai, for instance. And I’m not talking of the working class woman.
I’m talking of the gals who work hard, party harder, live in swanky apartments in Versova and have their own car and chauffeur. From the outside, it looks like a dream life. At least it did to me, until one of these hard partiers described the underbelly of her life. This woman, a successful design professional, returned home one night at ten to find her electricity cut off. The next two [...]
