What a year! Need I list it all: disease, loss of life, racial injustice, a bitter election, a nation torn apart. . . . Yet, there have been moments of gratitude. Gratitude, when New Yorkers stepped out of the warmth of their apartments. . . .
Skin-Deep
“I am looking for a suitable match for my son. Do you know of anyone? She should be from a respectable family, pretty, and light-skinned.” That was the criteria in the society of Pakistan,
Today I Am A Jew
Sadly, now it’s our turn. Only three days ago, on a bright sunny Sunday, I had stood in Times Square among thousands, waving posters, “Today I Am A Muslim Too.” Except, that they were not Muslim. That day, they were proclaiming their solidarity with Muslims.
Read moreThe Genie is Out of the Bottle
What lay repressed by exercise of restraint, buried under layers of civilized behavior, simmering in the subconscious, is now unleashed. I am referring to bigotry and prejudice. Allow me to get really specific: Islamophobia. It was considered uncivilized and un-American to express hate. Now, thanks to the election rhetoric, it has been sanctioned.
Read moreWhat My Father Saw - #BlackHistoryMonth
I don’t remember how old I was when I read Uncle Tom’s Cabin, but I do remember how I felt. A young girl, growing up in Pakistan, I remember asking Daddy
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