By Fiona McAlpine
My love affair with India started from an early age. As a 7 year old travelling with my parents, I discovered a world full of contradictions – a world that is both filthy and pure, beautiful and ghastly, hilarious and tragic. One day was filled with ancient sparkling temples, another curled up vomiting in bed, and another filled with spontaneous elephant-accompanied street dancing.
In my young life, I have been lucky enough to live and travel all over the world. I have taught English in the Himalayas and driven a motorbike around South East Asia. I have worked as a journalist halfway up a volcano in West Africa and for the United Nations in the heart of Manhattan. But I kept returning to India, the place where I got my first taste of the enormously-wide world.
I have also been involved in the women’s peace movement, particularly with the International Young WILPF Network – the youth branch of the Women’s International League for Peace and Freedom, one of the oldest women’s organisations in the world. We work in Australia and internationally, trying to convince governments that some young women are more concerned with Kalashnikovs than Kardashians. WILPF is a disarmament force to be reckoned with, and has given us the confidence to cut our teeth on the international stage.