The day I landed in Melbourne was only 3 weeks shy of the two year anniversary of me leaving. I was really looking forward to my visit home, it had been a long time. There was a bit of nervous
Returning Home: Melbourne

The day I landed in Melbourne was only 3 weeks shy of the two year anniversary of me leaving. I was really looking forward to my visit home, it had been a long time. There was a bit of nervous
India doesn’t seem to be a lucky country if you are a newborn child or woman who has survived into adulthood. I have written before about the treatment of women in India here and here and it is not an issue
The Dabbawalas of Mumbai are legendary. These 5,000 people deliver over 200,000 lunches a day to the workers of Bombay, and have done so for almost 125 years. It is not so much what they do that is remarkable, but
A few weeks ago I wrote about how India had turned me into a feminist after seeing and learning about the treatment of women here. Many people have spoken to me about this post since in person, via Twitter and
I have a confession to make, I am a feminist. Nine months travelling through India has turned me into a feminist and this is me coming out of the closet. I have always considered myself to be egalitarian, striving for
I was fortunate enough to spend my Christmas and New Year break with friends in a small village in the Punjab. Getting to experience the true village life is not something an outsider gets to do usually. In some places