2020-04-20
Cars and trucks honked endlessly to celebrate the end of the paro, with the government withdrawing its Decree to stop gas subsidies. It was October 13, 2019, 11 days since everyone had been confined within their communities. While life appeared to return to normal, throughout the rest of the year, there had always been tense...
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Disclaimer: If you would rather listen to me read, here is my YouTube link to my edited audio: https://youtu.be/7z9CgeZ0HO4 “I saw you guys.” The second she said those words I could feel the rocks hit the belly of my stomach. Oh boy. My agi Vijaya loved to playfully taunt me. Her jokes bared...
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2020-04-15
March 18, 2020. Damay nebe – I’m leaving. Written on my flight from Senegal to Tunisia stopping in Mali to pick up and drop off passengers. Yesterday was such a rushed and a dramatic day and I came to leave the country that I am really being welcomed in. (Other than the Arab identity...
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This blog was originally published in German on tize.ch as part of my capstone project – you can read it here. Hundreds of children in uniform stand on a gravel field in front of a dreary concrete block and sing the Indian national anthem. They are pupils of a public school in the midst of...
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You learn from the past, how your present was shaped to decide your future. If this is true then, I am and have to, compare my life now and then. People come and go, memories are made and fade, rain followed by rainbows, clouds to storm… but one thing does not change- my relationship with...
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We talked so much about it but we never really, we talked to the point of judging rather than understanding. Being privileged became you worked less hard than me Being less privileged meant its not your fault Being privileged became you have to fix the world Being less privileged meant I should show empathy I...
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If my soul was a balloon, it could have been made by one artist or three, depends on what I'd like to believe. And like every balloon in the bunch, tied to a string I'll go where I am taken and tied. If my soul was a balloon I'd wish to have thicker and more...
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