Should I leave it there? Another year won’t hurt. Or venture to lift the lid…
Read MoreI 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 MoreLife is a tightly budded flower, thorny and gnarled on a bush, wind battered and opened to bloom, not their store bought plastic flower…
Read MoreI was bawling. I don’t think my partner had ever seen me cry like that in the three years we’ve been together. I wasn’t such a mess even when my step dad passed away six months earlier…
Read MoreMany people didn’t know what Pakistan was. Right after 9/11, they did…
Read More“Sadhu, Sadhu, Sadhu” is how we usually end Buddhist chants, or ‘gatha’s,’ many of which are recited in set groups of verses…
Read MoreI will always be on the move. I will always choose this path no matter how lonely it may get sometimes...
Read MoreEach person is more interesting than any one aspect of their identity too, and everyone owes it to themselves to experiment and discover themselves, instead of just assuming the identity placed upon them by their societies…
Read MoreWe were given one week’s notice to pack our bags and leave the country…
Read MoreI found myself drawn to spirituality, bought a few books to learn more and considered it a sort of experiment, thinking: will this actually work?…
Read MoreAnnouncements in Korean, Chinese, English and Japanese haunt the three-quarter empty passageways that are usually full…
Read MoreI had felt the presence of Jaini high in the mountains of Iran, along the shores of the Caspian…
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 MoreI know how older people feel, when they return to a country abandoned long ago…
Anger is vicious, and knows not his strength. He wrestles and pulls, until Fear’s out of breath…
Read MoreMost of my Christmases have been summer ones—a concept people outside of Australia take a while to get their heads around…
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…
My close friends would circle around me, slapping my back and sharing french fries lathered in masala…
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