A letter to the fatherless

Father’s Day is not a joyous celebration for everyone. For many, it is a bittersweet, mostly painful reminder of what’s missing in their lives. As people scroll through all the dad love on social media, there are many silent observers reflecting on what they wish they had. If Father’s Day …

Finding your voice in the workplace

(This post is dedicated to my sister, who like me, is learning to amplify her voice in the corporate arena). We all have an intrinsic need to be heard. We want to know that our opinion matters. In the corporate space, we want our voices to be heard, we want …

Not just the #RedTieGuy

I can’t believe that I’m writing this today. When I last wrote about Mikhail Hendricks, it was in the present tense. I’d just seen him at an event, where I placed him at the table with the Rector of the University he attended. My most vivid memory of Mikhail is …

‘Free State’: a dismal state of affairs

I was looking forward to seeing this movie. As a South African born, Indian woman, who is married to an Afrikaans man, I am acutely aware of the bitter past that stilted natural human freedoms. It has been 22 years of freedom on paper – but it’s still going to …

Tribute to Simba Mhere

I only met Simba Mhere once. That’s all it took for him to leave an indelible impression on me. I didn’t ask for his autograph during our hour-or-so interview. I wanted to play it cool and not come across as an over-eager groupie. He’d just been selected as Top Billing …

When Heroes Fall

Everybody wants a hero. Not too many volunteer to be one. Let’s face it: a true hero is fictional. They come alive on 3D screens and dominate the focus of media coverage. But deep down, we all know the deal. Someone is about to fall. It’s a familiar story… someone …

This is my country too

I write this letter to all who will listen to a South African woman who wishes to let her voice be heard amongst the dissenting clamour threatening the purity and promise of our hard won  freedom. I wonder what people think about when they look at me. Perhaps they see …