When I think of my childhood in India, Ramani always comes to mind. Ramani and her wrinkled face that stretched… Read more The Indian Dream
Grandma’s Suitcase
My grandma loved to travel. I called her Ammamma, which literally translates to “Mom Mom” in English (this was fitting… Read more Grandma’s Suitcase
Cracks in My Cell
“How are you doing?” people usually ask, whether or not they know I’ve lost family recently. I don’t answer these… Read more Cracks in My Cell
Pesky Memories
Do you ever have pesky memories? You know the ones I’m talking about. The memories you try to keep in… Read more Pesky Memories
Little India
If you’re driving through Irving, a nearby suburb of Dallas, TX, you might pass by a neighborhood park known as… Read more Little India
A Reason for Permanence
There is an interaction that has become routine in my life. Let me offer a recent example: I was sitting… Read more A Reason for Permanence
Nice vs. Kind
When I was in my sophomore year of college, a close friend asked me to describe her in one word.… Read more Nice vs. Kind
Explaining Hinduism (An Island of Religions)
As a Hindu living outside of Asia, I’ve been in the uncomfortable situation of explaining Hinduism to someone who’s never… Read more Explaining Hinduism (An Island of Religions)
The Virtues of Being a Mama’s Boy
As I prepare to move out of my parent’s house for the first time since college, I wanted to take… Read more The Virtues of Being a Mama’s Boy
Cleanliness is next to Godliness…?
Last summer, I had the privilege of visiting one of India’s holiest cities, Varanasi (AKA Benares or Kasi) with my… Read more Cleanliness is next to Godliness…?
