Airports seem to be the place for unique experiences. While waiting to board a midnight flight from Abu Dhabi to Delhi, the passenger waiting area was full of immigrant workers - all men. Regardless of how safe the airport was, being the only female in a hall full of testosterone can be a frightful prospect. To my relief, a middle aged American woman walked into the waiting area. She looked equally relieved to find a female face in a sea of men. We made sure we were seated next to each other. Later, a few more women walked in. Still, on a flight with over a hundred passengers, I could count the number of women on two hands. During the flight, I learnt that the woman I had the just met was an entrepreneur. Engrossed, I asked her if her trip to India was a business trip. She replied in the affirmative. She ran a clothing line in Mexico whose production was based in Jaipur. She often visited India and some more Asian countries to oversee the production and in search of ne...
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