We were crossing time zones long before I learned to cross my T’s…
Read MoreThe world outside, though foreign, is also mine…
Read MoreWe pass through countries, like revolving doors, denizen aliens of the world…
Read MoreNever mind the ancient routes that fed, blended and bumped you and I together - I know that you want nothing more than to fit me into your size 9 1/2 shoe box, and tell me about the great Lebanese place that serves tabbouli...
Read MoreI can’t fly on this damn plane because, at age 27, I have lost two wonderful people in my life. Two people who had come to define my experience of being free of boundaries, and my freedom to live fearlessly. I feel my mortality more than I ever did before...
Read More"Hi. Where are you going?," a man asked me as he sat across from me at the bus station in Alabama.
We just got off the same bus from Atlanta to some city in Alabama, Birmingham, maybe? I don't know the geography of Alabama at all. I still can't look at maps of Alabama without crying...
My passport tells an improbable tale of birth, country of origin and address of emergency contact….
Read MoreAlmost everyone only thought about Turkey as depicted in the movie ‘Midnight Express’, although I have never seen it…
Read MoreFrom old theatres to laneway bars, I walk the Yarra with boys and cars.
With double tongues, I watch bright lights, as I explore and devour the night…
So what happens when one day you wake up on the other side of the world and the place you come from no longer exists?
Read MoreWhen I am asked this question, I immediately think of my parents. My mother was born on the island of Coron, a mere freckle nestled within the larger island province of Palawan off the west coast of the Philippines...
Read MoreI revelled in the power of my many homes. I sit in my room for hours and listen to that Thai singer.
and muse about the camels from my Arab home...
I'd like life to be a big, red, round, spinning Chinese table - take what you want now and keep the rest for later. Unfortunately, it is more like walking through a patch of cold sword-grass on the way out from...
Read MoreBefore we go down the rabbit hole together, let’s find a commonality. How about chocolate?...
Read MoreMy sense of belonging fluctuates like an erratic pulse and my nationalistic pride skyrockets when faced with a belligerent non-Pakistani who questions the mess my country has become...
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