The Piping Hot Tea Of Culture
The words, “we have no culture” clink around in our empty glasses as my aunt’s eyes dart around the dinner table, looking for someone to … Read more
The words, “we have no culture” clink around in our empty glasses as my aunt’s eyes dart around the dinner table, looking for someone to … Read more
A letter to my daughter (who is still tiny and can’t really read) *** When you were tiny — even tinier than you are now … Read more
A couple months ago, I went on a Tinder date with someone I knew from college. Knew is maybe too strong of a word — … Read more
A few months ago, a Buzzfeed article entitled “How My Culture Failed Me When I was Raped” made the rounds on my Facebook news feed. … Read more
Every time I am introduced to someone new, I say my name and pause, waiting for the furrowed brow and inevitable question: how do you … Read more
Last summer, I wore a pink and yellow sari to my cousin’s wedding. As my Indian family lingered in the hotel lobby, dressed up and … Read more
My Body Is Not Your Battleground is a two-part photographic exploration of what it means to be a South Asian woman today, specifically in terms … Read more
I love being desi. They-see. Theeyy-see. I let it roll off my tongue; I ask other desis if they are also desi and we commiserate, connect, smile quietly and … Read more