Posts tagged Perth
The Hale Boys

Your purpose in life isn’t just found in big cities, away from supposed intellectual backwaters. It’s found wherever you feel the most alive and the most genuine and such a place isn't often tacked to a specific postcode.

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Breaking Down the Architecture of Disrespect

Starting out as the only female designer in a male dominated architectural firm and construction industry, I experienced ridiculous situations and comments that I didn’t think I would have to face in this day and age...

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Karachi Theosophical Society: the Historic TCK Archive

With such an eclectic mix of people, the city had to foster pluralism and harmony. One of the key venues to do so was the Karachi Theosophical society…

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Raising The Bar

Santa would land his sleigh on our roof, enter our house through the back door, tiptoe his way toward the tinsel and flashing lights that were wrapped around the pillars and cupboards of our built-in home bar and leave a pile of presents placed neatly atop the counter...

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Where Do I Begin?

I became the ‘Pakistani Australian’ or the ‘Australian Pakistani’ depending on whether I was meeting Sam or Sameet…

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Wogs and Dings—Enemies of the State

The peace and tranquility were the main draw cards of Coolbinia Primary School, but it was also one of its major pitfalls. They bred comfort—the type which people get possessive about…

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STEPH

It is an Indonesian superstition that figments from your nightmares are brought into the world via mirrors as you sleep. As an adult I don't believe the superstitions anymore, but I'm in no hurry to sleep with a mirror opposite my bed either...

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I Will Carry That Rice Cooker Out Like a Purse

My “real” boyfriend has his family coming from Brazil. He politely tells me to “move out” for the duration of the trip. I pay half the rent. He wants to keep “Portuguese house,” which means he doesn’t want to speak English in front of his family...

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Ping Pong Across the Indian Ocean

Many people didn’t know what Pakistan was. Right after 9/11, they did. I was instantly grouped with the ‘raghead/camel jockey/dune coon’ Arabs, who should all collectively ‘go back to where they came from’. Only thing was, there were no Arabs in the school, so they must have been referring to me...

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Hale Boys' Reprise

It was just after Nagano was chosen for the winter olympics that I suddenly was Mr. Popular. Did I have a spare bedroom? Could I show people around? “Paul, let’s talk after the reunion.” I left before the introductions were even made. That was the end of my high school connections...

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Embah

This visit doesn’t feel the same as the others. I’m not bubbling with excitement at the thought of reuniting with my extended family. I’m not salivating over the giddy, delicious flavours Indonesia’s food has to offer. My shoulders are heavy with sadness, numbness, apprehension and guilt.

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The Digestible

This guy really is just passing the time, I deduce from his gestures, intonation, and eye contact. He has bigger fish to fry, women to (attempt to, at the least) seduce, beers to guzzle, joints to roll, greasy kebabs to inhale at ungodly hours, and throbbing Sunday morning headaches to nurse. He would rather talk about prostates and pension funds than hear what I’ve got to say...

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