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Hafa Adai, from where America’s day begins

The verdict is in, and I am guilty. Guilty for not e-mailing people back home. Guilty for not blogging. And guilty for not bringing you along with me to this marvelous speck of an island at the edge of the world. I'm sorry. I've been enjoying myself too much, but now that the excitement of… Continue reading Hafa Adai, from where America’s day begins

Reflections

Third eye (not) blind

I’ve always thought since I was young that my bindi sort of “marked” me, that perhaps it is the reason why strangers remember my face, why guys don’t approach me at frat parties, or why even desis think, upon first glance, that I’m ultra conservative. People have always watched from a distance, wary of what… Continue reading Third eye (not) blind