I'll never forget the burning sensation prickling across my face as I overheard condescending laughter when my mother, an Indian immigrant, first volunteered at my elementary school cafeteria. I didn't push back against my classmates' snide commentary on ... See more
Most of the people in the pictures seemed amenable to being photographed. Or they pretended to be. Motionless for minutes, they stared vacantly at their camera-wielding predators, likely unaware the images would be used to justify colonial subjugation and... See more
Ninguno de los aficionados locales a los deportes a quienes conozco desde 1994 mostró mucho interés en la Copa del Mundo. Yo ni siquiera sabía que existía un torneo así o que Chicago estaba entre los anfitriones ese año hasta que un tío de la India me men... See more
None of the local die-hard sports fans in my life back in 1994 expressed much interest in the World Cup. I wasn’t even aware that such a tournament existed or that Chicago was among the hosts that year until an uncle from India gave me and my siblings a s... See more
There were dabke dancers, a juggler and peals of laughter near the school mangled by Israeli airstrikes in Gaza City’s Sheikh Radwan neighborhood. The Abd Al-Rahman Bin Awf School is no more. Its tattered remnants now serve as a makeshift shelter for disp... See more
