I found a New York Times article this morning called Love and Marriage, South Asian American Style. Written by an Indian man raised in the depths of Ohio, the article describes what contemporary arranged marriages look like for many “South Asian” Americans using specific channels to find a partner. It was a familiar read, mainly because aContinue reading “Brown Intimacy Pt. 2: The Other”
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Brown Intimacy Pt. 1: The Self
Yesterday I found myself thinking about the moment I realized I was brown. The moment that established a disjoint between the person who didn’t know the meaning of color, and the person who could no longer see anything outside of it. I always knew of course, that my ethnic roots sprouted from a region whereContinue reading “Brown Intimacy Pt. 1: The Self”
Love, Outside of Capitalism
I went to get a manicure at this small nail salon last week. I picked maroon like I usually do – in the spirit of winter colors and February festivities – and sat in front of a man who I could barely hear through the masks and plexiglass between us. Even though we were inContinue reading “Love, Outside of Capitalism”
The Parallels of Human Connectivity
I met a good friend of mine on the West Coast. The type of person who listens as if craving to satisfy an undying curiosity, as if exploring a hidden thirst for the very words you happen to be speaking. We connected quickly, starting with the basic “where are you from” and then diving intoContinue reading “The Parallels of Human Connectivity”
The Cardinality of Grief
How are we meant to quantify grief? I think about how we all sat in silence at dadi’s house after dada’s burial – silence heavy with the magnanimity that can only come from pondering death. A permanent loss in countless ways – loss of presence, of soul, of existence. A loss of conversation awkward andContinue reading “The Cardinality of Grief”
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