Recently, one of my performance (Intersection at Shohornama) images has gone viral. Without knowing the actual context people started judging my attire and appearance. Performance art is an art genre where artist use space, time and their body to create a discourse of contextualizing the subject. Tons of people in

Passion should be the core notion and essence of education. Educate yourself to understand EDITORIAL passion. Understanding the urgency of emotional intelligence is very crucial for self-development. Awareness is the key to believe that mental leadership is always the fundamental of independence. It doesn’t come naturally. We need to be

I am a performance artist too. When I perform as an artist, women are the core inspiration which sets the context of my art. I often ask myself, why women trigger me? The answer from my deeper soul which I receive every time, is that women are the world, their

Leadership comes from owning. One must own oneself to pursue leadership. WIL is the power to provide women the ownership and visibility, therefore to understand the core essence of leadership. Owning represents the self-belief and confidence through which women professionals embrace themselves to achieve success through their individualistic essence. Visibility

For the last few days, I was engaged in an art project where I had to represent one Of the Bengali woman who shaped up leadership in this land. I chose Pritilata Waddedar, though there were lla Mitra,Jahanara Imam, Noorjahan Begum, Begum Rokeya Sakhawat Hossain, Dr. Nilima Ibrahim, Novera Ahmed

We need special day, special program, special event, even special magazine for women only. From home makers to professionals, all Of us seek extra attention. Isn’t that ridiculous! Isn’t that demeaning! But we, women do need that special something because there are no Other way to grab the attention and

It was 1995, one Of my male classmates surprisingly told me why was I striving to be the top scorer, while I can easily find a successful man and get married! The second incident took place during my 1st solo exhibition in 1999. I remember going to my department at