Monthly Archives: February 2014

14 Hours in Kuwait International Airport

Oceans away my relatives were celebrating my cousin’s wedding to her Gujarati boyfriend.  A phone call from my mother was enough to conjure images of sea green saris, red dupattas, and gold threads running laps around pointed shoes in the … Continue reading

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Threads of the Diaspora or the Importance of a Hammock

Sometimes if I try hard enough I can still smell the sharp scent of gasoline lacing the air, wrapping its jagged arms around my nose.  I can still feel the thin layers of dust envelop my body—like a thousand fireflies … Continue reading

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I never know the right answer to certain questions.  There is one question which follows me much like my shadow follows my body.  Takes only four words to ask it.  Perhaps I should back up a little.  It is not … Continue reading

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