The grand daughter of Zulfikar Ali Bhutto, the niece of Benazir Bhutto, the daughter of Murtuza Bhutto speaks in the Songs of Blood and Sword a Daughter’s Memoir.
The book tells the story of the Bhuttos, a family of rich feudal landlords who became powerbrokers in the newly created state of Pakistan; the epic of four generations of a family and the political violence that would eventually destroy the family.
Nice to see her in a saree!
The upper house of India’s Parliament passed a bill Tuesday that would amend the Constitution to reserve one-third of the seats in India’s national and state legislatures for women.
The feminist in me approves of this bill and the constitutional amendment. I am actually saddened that one needs a constitutional amendment for this. There are 51% women, if all was well, there would be 51% lawmakers in Delhi and all other state capitols – 33% is very reasonable.
I greatly admired Indira Gandhi. Not that I am condoning the practice, but many people I know, to this day, long for the general civil environment that “Emergency” created. There was fear, but there was also a sense of fair dealing.
The petty corruption at all level was practically wiped out – and I can see how one can romanticize that.
Anyway, I am really looking forward to the images from Rajneeti (god knows I have no patience to watch a hindi movie, unless I have a remote in my hand).
A saree will get you in anywhere it seems. A recent state dinner at the White House in honor of PM Monmohan Singh and his wife received a pair of unexpected guests. Washington D.C. socialites Tareq and Michaele Salahi thought it would be fun to try and sneak into the state dinner and it worked. Though they had no invitation and weren’t on any guest lists, they managed to make their way through security. Maybe it her chic lahenga saree and his snazzy tux that made security think they were guests? They weren’t even discovered as party crashers until they bragged about getting in to the party online.
As a foreigner living in Kolkata, I sometimes find it hard to get by. Though I’m comfortable with the material things I have here like my apartment, food, clothing, and so on, I am often hit by a sense of outsiderness. I doubt that is a word but the meaning is clear. A foreigner can never become Indian, so to say. My future lies in this country and with these people though, and as such, I feel a deep desire to “fit in”. I wear Indian clothing everyday (salwar kameez or sarees for special occasions), I eat with my hand as is the Indian way, and I’ve been studying Bengali for over a year so I can communicate with a certain level of ease. Regardless of these attempts to integrate into Indian society, I still get looks from passersby and strangers coming up to me to say “welcome to India”. What a stressful and discouraging process this is.
When I doubt my ability to one day be accepted as part of this society I look for role models who I can relate to on some level. Sonia Gandhi, India’s Italian-born Congress Party President, is one woman whose history and influence has truly inspired me. Knowing that she has come so far in a society that is not her own gives me hope. Now, as I am told, Indian’s think of her as one of their own, not as an outsider. Perhaps there is hope for me yet!
I admire her character as well as her style. She is one very powerful woman yet shows no signs of placing her importance on a pedestal. Her wardrobe too shows her conservative and humble nature. Sonia almost always makes public appearances in a saree; simple, cotton, nothing glamorous, the kind of saree women wear daily on the streets in India. Granted, she is a widow and in India widow’s tend to wear plainer sarees, but I think her choice of saree is also a social statement.
After all, who says a saree has to be extravagant to be beautiful? In my opinion, it is the way a woman wears the saree and the history behind it that makes it beautiful. I’d like to do more posts on the average Indian woman’s saree style and women’s everyday fashion to share with you what India is like in my eyes, the eyes of an American living in Kolkata. …I just need to find some time to hit the streets with my camera.
First Lady Gursharan Kaur of India, First Lady Michelle Obama, Prime Minister Manmohan Singh of India, and President Obama arrived for the state dinner.
She was wearing the same/similar saree when they met Bush
So clearly there is some significance there that I don’t understand.
One of the sarees that I remember making a note of was the once she wore at the SAARC meeting.
I have seen her a lots of different sarees, unlike the color of Manmohan Singh’s turban, her sarees display a lot more variety.