A slice of life. That phrase has stuck with me since my days as a drama student at high school. It gave credence to my long-held belief that if any production were to be considered[…]
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Tag: Apartheid
Do you know these women?
[contact-form][contact-field label=”Name” type=”name” required=”true” /][contact-field label=”Email” type=”email” required=”true” /][contact-field label=”Website” type=”url” /][contact-field label=”Message” type=”textarea” /][/contact-form] Crossroads. I found myself staring at the crossroads. Art imitating life… The depiction on the walls bore not just their[…]
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A place like no other…
With trepidation, I stood outside the room. I had heard and read so much about this place that I was eager about what awaited me. You cannot live in Durban, or South Africa frankly, and[…]
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South Africa saluting India
We see the beautiful red saris, But let us not forget the blood of martyrs. It’s not a stain. It’s a sacrifice to be saluted. We hear the bangles dance on the hands of women,[…]
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