“If your existence feels like resistance, then your joy is revolutionary”–Keke Salem The portrayal of the Arab world in Western media often entails depictions of widespread chaos, a general propensity for barbarism, and a widespread lack of civility and class.
Following an exploration of a displaced population of Sikh widows in Delhi’s Tilak Vihar, our writer, Radhika Marwaha, interviewed author and playwright, Sarbpreet Singh on “Kultar’s Mime”: his reflection on the 1984 Sikh carnage. When I walk the streets of
In 2017, Dr. Sandeep Sabhlok —then a resident at the University of California, San Francisco— was conducting a psychometric evaluation to study the mental health status of his patient when she experienced a 30-second flashback, a specific symptom for Post
By Teja Dusanapudi The motherland has two tongues: the one we speak and the one we see. There is the language of words, with unique phrases and even more unique vulgarities, versus the language of the body, of perfectly tilted
By Hla Music strum with the oud, freshly cooked Mansaf and dabka dancing come to mind when picturing Palestine, according to second-generation Palestinian-American college student, Mohammad Jubran. In a perfect world, this image would be the only truth. With a
By Deepa Singh “Coolie” in many South Asian languages commonly refers to an individual that carries heavy loads and does unskilled tasks. For Indian laborers working on plantation estates in British colonies circa 1890-1902, this simple word was shaped into
By Teja Dusanapudi A tree does not move. It remains rooted firmly in the ground, fruiting and flowering until storm or fire brings the trunk crashing down to the soil. Human communities, however, are more frequently uprooted. All over the
By Saranjit Uppal It’s not just Riz Ahmed’s recent song “Mogambo” that inspired this piece; a casual conversation amongst staff members of this very platform months ago evolved into an intense dialogue about racial profiling in airports. Every person there
By Teja Dusanapudi Smiling, happy, and picturesque, the faces of the Brady Bunch are icons of the 1970s to many, but perhaps to none more so than Piyush Jindal, watching the family participate in zany antics and heartfelt resolutions within
By Teja Dusanapudi So says Anik Khan in his breakout song “Big Fax,” lounging on cars and rapping about “mixing up the masla with the militant,” while a woman in a magenta sari tosses a mango and smiles knowingly at