If you want to understand how to become better allies to people with disabilities, then join us at Embracing All Abilities: Including People with Disabilities at Work.
They think it’s all glamorous. But lemme tell you the facts of a day in a flight attendant's life.
They think it’s all glamorous. But lemme tell you the facts of a day in a flight attendant’s life.
These trolley ‘dollies’ are the best looking things you have seen since you walked into that airport. And you are single and all set to see them again on flight. Well! Let me introduce you to the first one. She is Chinese and has left her 3 year old son back home 5000 kms away in Shanghai, along with her heart.
The second one out there has an annoying boyfriend who’d call her the minute her phone switched on because he is an insecure creep. And that young pretty thing there is just out of college chasing her dreams and wishing to go globe trotting while working as a flight attendant.
Now let’s turn the tables and see what they think of you when they look at a good looking eye candy like you.
The first one is still thinking of her baby…it’s like as if her brain’s back there too, with her baby. The second one looks at you, even notices you, but then that fear grips her where she can picture you having a fist fight with her over possessive boyfriend. And the third one, she’s a free bird, young, single and is even throwing some hints at you and probably it could be your lucky night.
But you need to realise that by the time they land it’ll be almost 18 hours from the time she left her house and they are just waiting to get out of this pressurised environment and breath some fresh air and catch some peaceful sleep. She is not just a trolley dolly, she flies with brave wings, big dreams and is your only hope in the sky if something happens to you.
Image via Pexels
I'm 34, an ex-flight attendant, an extrovert and a happy soul.I just want to write for all the women out there who don't know what to do when life throws fireballs read more...
Women's Web is an open platform that publishes a diversity of views, individual posts do not necessarily represent the platform's views and opinions at all times.
Stay updated with our Weekly Newsletter or Daily Summary - or both!
As parents, we put a piece of our hearts out into this world and into the custody of the teachers at school and tuition and can only hope and pray that they treat them well.
Trigger Warning: This speaks of physical and emotional violence by teachers, caste based abuse, and contains some graphic details, and may be triggering for survivors.
When I was in Grade 10, I flunked my first preliminary examination in Mathematics. My mother was in a panic. An aunt recommended the Maths classes conducted by the Maths sir she knew personally. It was a much sought-after class, one of those classes that you signed up for when you were in the ninth grade itself back then, all those decades ago. My aunt kindly requested him to take me on in the middle of the term, despite my marks in the subject, and he did so as a favour.
Math had always been a nightmare. In retrospect, I wonder why I was always so terrified of math. I’ve concluded it is because I am a head in the cloud person and the rigor of the step by step process in math made me lose track of what needed to be done before I was halfway through. In today’s world, I would have most probably been diagnosed as attention deficit. Back then we had no such definitions, no such categorisations. Back then we were just bright sparks or dim.
Pathaan touted as SRK’s comeback has been in the news for mixed reasons. Right from the hype around SRK’s comeback and special mentions his body contours; yet I can't watch it!
The movie touted as SRK’s comeback has been in the news for mixed reasons. Right from the hype around the movie being SRK’s comeback and special mentions his body contours and even more than the female lead!
For me, it’s not about Deepika’s bikini colour or was-it-needed skin show. It’s about meaningful content that I find is missing big time. Not just this movie, but a spate of cringe-worthy narratives passed off as ‘movies’ in the recent past. I feel insulted, and not because I am a devoutly religious person or a hardcore feminist, but because I feel the content insults my intelligence.
But before everything else, I am a 90s kid who in the case of movies (and maybe more) is stuck in time as it wrapped around me then and the gamut has too hard an exterior for me to crack it open!
Please enter your email address