Living half your life in the West and the other half in the East would render one ripe for an identity crisis...
Read MoreYou pour your heart out. List your every reason, incident and rebuke. And still my little boat has not swamped and floundered. But now my shoes are wet and my socks are falling down in water weight…
Read MoreOur lives were never consistent, but his temper was.
Read More“He’s English, but we won’t hold that against him.” That’s probably one of the nicer remarks he invariably makes whenever anything touching the subject of England comes up…
Read MoreI am local. I am multi-local. My childhood is a collection of short stories that flit between Lebanon, Saudi Arabia and Australia...
Read MoreMy dad’s anger had been a constant in my world of inconsistencies…
Read MoreI confronted him straight away about his lack of communication and professionalism. In an Australian environment this would have been dealt with even more directly and bluntly…
Read MoreI am in love with a country I have yet to visit all because of the stories from my uncle and all the ways he filled our lives with this culture…
Read MoreWith 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…
Read MoreI still remember it vividly. I was 10 years old, and I had just come home from school. I opened the door to our townhouse and found my mum in a near foetal position on the chair sobbing. This was the first time I’d ever seen my mum in such a state...
Read MoreI had thought of it lacking cultural fluidity, when in fact Singapore was a smaller version of Asia…
Read More"愛してたと嘆くには (I was in love once, I sigh) あまりにも時はすぎてしまった (far too much time has passed me by)." There's an uproar in the karaoke box...
Read MoreSo what did you do if you were in Tokyo with limited funds? The new year began and we were still deep in our french fry quest…
Read MoreOn the silted shores of that Kashmiri lake from my childhood - my shoes slowly ruining in the slush of snow, mud and plum blossoms - I stood beside the houseboat we were staying in (which once hosted Henry Kissinger). That was the month Indira Gandhi was voted out and my whole family got stuck in India.
Read MoreYour eyes watched me faithfully, fingers carefully following the dips and turns of my imperfect singing, matching the patchwork of words to the rhythm of music.
Read MoreDeclarations such as “shame on them”, “I’d rather my daughter died than bring dishonour to the family”, “she must’ve dabbled in black magic to brainwash that poor boy”, and “I hope they’re found and shamed publicly” were made with great gusto, and to my adolescent brain, conjured up horrific visions which nearly made me throw up my dinner...
Read MoreYou wonder whether you have traded one death sentence for the next as the engine fails and the old boat moans under the angry tumbling of ocean...
Read MoreThe storm was forecast to be a 10 out of 10 in severity, authorities had warned. Jokes about the apocalypse arriving rang between the desks. I’m sure I even heard someone blaming Trump for the huge weather event that was going to hit...
Read MoreI miss waking up to the salty air and seeing the small dots of surfers on the water paddling out to catch a wave back in…
Read MoreWith the whole of my heart (and my guts), I believe that your accent is fine just the way it is. There isn't really a right way to say 'tomato'. While you can't expect others to agree with your cultural identity, you can expect people to respect it...
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