Losing Control: A Tale of Anxiety
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Although I still get anxious on occasion, I have been going to therapy and I am now a huge advocate of talking about your feelings with a mental health professional.
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Privilege of the White Traveller
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Suddenly Karen chimed in. “When I went, they kept asking me how many camels I could be bought for!” she giggled.
Read MoreWhat's the Matter With You?
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The fact that 1 in 4 adults suffer from deteriorating mental health at any given time, just gives credence to severity of the situation.
Read MoreAre South Asian American Comedians Only Popular Post Election?
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The stories brown people have been telling for what feels like ever are finally comprehensible to a majority white population because they are seeing parallels happening concurrently in their real life.
Read MoreAn Open Letter To The Aunty On The Train
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The fact of the matter is that this topic alone is endless and the sub-topics leading off it are too. Sadly this is only one out of a million things that the women in our community are wrongly judged for.
Read MoreWhy Do I Stare At Interracial Couples?
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While I’m in an interracial relationship, I find myself looking at other unknown couples and wondering what it’s like for them.
Read MoreIs Indian Cuisine Vegan Friendly?
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Our vegetarianism extended beyond our food intake, however; wearing leather in any form was frowned upon, and when my sister started playing a violin strung with horsehair, we all collectively winced.
Read MoreThe Disappearing Generation
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I am not inclined, in the lofty position of hindsight, to call them powerful matriarchs. […] perhaps they were also the first migrants who navigated womanhood along with internal politics, finances, religion, morality, cold winters to give their children the best they could, in the best way they knew how.
Read MoreSpirituality Has Been My Aid as a Dislocated Immigrant
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I escaped to a Tibetan Buddhist monastery called Samye Ling in the Scottish highlands. I had to travel 2 hours by train and another a 30 minutes by a bus just to get there.
Read MoreThe Slumdog Feminist
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Yes, I was brave fighting with my traditional family and society for the life I wanted, but I wasn’t brave enough to face my own pain.
Read MoreSouth Asians on the Small Screen
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Cheap laughs sponsored by offensive stereotypes are becoming a thing of the past, but lately it seems television has gone too far in the other direction.
Read MoreWhy Bend It Like Beckham Meant So Much To Me Growing Up
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I empathised with the outrage Jess felt when her traditionally-minded Asian family made sweeping judgements based on little information or logic
Read MoreYou Can’t Invent A New Colour
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If white is a blank canvas, a slate clean of connotations, brown is one stained with the shadows of the people who came before you and the expectation of who you are supposed to be.
Read MoreKollywood and the Old Saying 'Maida Over Melanin'
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As the old saying goes maida (wheat flour) is considered more beautiful than melanin. But never have I thought of my skin-tone as a shortcut to anything in life.
Read MoreReturn to Mauritius
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I threw myself into the traditions of Mauritian weddings as my cousin got married, and my judgement of how young she was, to be committing so early, crumbled away like the henna drying on her hands.
Read MoreThe Importance of Female Solidarity
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Every time a woman rises and demands that her cause be heard, men will viciously taint her name and attempt to erase her voice from the conversation.
Read MoreA Movement of Change
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The benefits of social media allow a deep level of access to knowledge, the flip side is often a feeling of helplessness towards a tangible solution, once an issue has been internalised, discussed, and vociferously condemned online.
Read MoreI'm Bisexual and Scared To Come Out
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I soon realised she meant more to me than just comparing body hair and secretly touching each other’s bodies in the dark.
Read MoreWhen Love Turns Sour
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I felt so comfortable that I fell right into it; into the oblivion of him. That smell, his torso holding my collapsed body, the feeling of a tender embrace, maybe for the first time - I closed my eyes and I was gone.
Read MoreBereavement & Navigating A Community That Attaches Guilt To Moving On
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As a community, we aren't very vocal and often conceal our emotions under the pretext of ‘strength’. We shed tears in isolation and hold back from speaking about the people we have lost.
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