I didn’t want to accept the change, I didn’t want to let go of family stability, I didn’t know how to build a home somewhere all on my own…
Read MoreMany people didn’t know what Pakistan was. Right after 9/11, they did…
Read MoreThough I may have felt alone at times, I never really was…
Read MoreOne of the neighbours we connected with was a family from the Netherlands. Their lives mirrored our own as they too had recently relocated with a toddler in tow, exactly the same age as ours...
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I will always be on the move. I will always choose this path no matter how lonely it may get sometimes...
Read MoreI wanted to claim Tanzania as my home, but how could I? I was not accepted by others as a part of their country…
Read MoreWhen planning a party, my go-to is to mix things up. I’ve found that including a flavorful assortment of people has always guaranteed my most memorable events...
Read MoreThe scene of a Muslim family decorating a built-in home bar at Christmas felt normal to me at the time…
Read MoreOur neighbors and my family sat huddled at a table, Bathed in the smoky vapors and light from a kerosene lantern, With the smell of temples, Like mosquito coils from Japan…
Our version of a corsage was a motia flower and though street vendors would sell these readily, they were not durable enough to hang around the hands of people as they danced…
Read More0 years from now, I will have forgotten the way the mountains looked from my window in Costa Rica and how people grilled outside on weekends at the pulperia across the street…
Read More“Lágrimas e Chuva” by Kid Abelha takes me back to a warm and smokey Brazilian night in the backseat of a 2004 Citroen…
Read Morehe busy streets normally filled with cars were replaced with loud, colorful parades…
Read MoreIt is so helpful to get out there with an open mind and some level of trust in the people you are going to meet…
Read MoreSome swore allegiance to Pakistan, others to Australia and others were in an existential crisis. There was a strange sense of community, which was dynamic and syncretic
Read MoreLooking closely into confusion, stepping back to see the vagueness, my life gradually building and chasing away the void…
Read MoreI was mortified to learn that a Tokyo Christmas meant cozying up over a bucket of KFC…
Read MoreI had kept my story to myself because it’s uncomfortable, and people never knew what to say…
Read MoreKarachi was considered the ‘Paris of the East’, with its roaring nightclub scene sporting live bands, great food and plenty of booze…
Read MoreMy earliest memories are of traveling back and forth on ‘Mr. Continental’ and ‘Mr. American’ from Honduras to Illinois, to see Grandma and Grandpa at Christmas time and feed the cows…
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