09 Dec, 2017

a tribute to nora…

09 Dec, 2017

Minal’s painting dedicated to Nora Nora, our family’s beloved cat, passed away two days ago. Minal, René and I created a collaborative post in memory of her: We miss hearing her nails clattering on the wooden floors as she descends the stairs. We miss the meows with which she...

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my tortoise is trans…

November 2015: Oskar and René’s wedding “My tortoise is trans,” comments Tina. “She’s female actually,” explains Tina’s brother John. “But even though we’ve had the tortoise for more than five years, I still call my sister’s tortoise a ‘he.’” “The way children talk today is different from when I...

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24 Oct, 2017

me too…

Sehba Sarwar
24 Oct, 2017

Minal creating a nature installation to cover an exposed nail; Karachi 2011 The accepted statistic that “one in three women will suffer sexual abuse” feels antiquated. It has taken me years to heal from #MeToo encounters that I experienced—on the street with strangers, at the homes of friends with...

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13 Oct, 2017

revisiting a home…

13 Oct, 2017

Archive photos from my 2009 installationListening from Within that I created in honor of my father, Dr. Mohammad Sarwar, who passed away in 2009; the larger production was called Honoring Dissent/Descent In Houston for a few days, this morning I stopped by Copy.Com to do some printing for my...

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19 Sep, 2017

stepping away from TEDx…

19 Sep, 2017

photo by Gabriel Fuller Over the last few months, I was immersed in preparing for a Pasadena TEDx talk, but last week, I withdrew my participation. I have a lot to say about the experience, but for now, I will remain short. I am disillusioned by how today’s TEDx...

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31 Aug, 2017

torrential rain on a global level…

Sehbar Sarwar
31 Aug, 2017

2008: Destruction after Hurricane Ike in our old Houston neighborhood In 2005, when Hurricane Rita hit the Gulf Coast, I wasn’t maintaining a blog. But the day we drove out of Houston is etched in my memory. There was widespread panic in the city since Rita was predicted to...

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17 Jul, 2017

how to pray openly…

17 Jul, 2017

While spending time with my sister in Boston, we visited Castle Island, a beach near downtown. Because the beach is so close to the city, the small coast and historic site, Fort Independence attracts a broad variety of visitors. As we turned a corner, I stopped in my tracks....

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30 Jun, 2017

“fiction is an offering, a prayer, a universe…”

30 Jun, 2017

Arundhati Roy read a passage from her new novel The Ministry of Utmost Happiness; image of rock star Patti Smith in the background “Happiness is an act of resistance,” Arundhati Roy stated in response to a question about how she remained positive, despite threats that she faced. “They want...

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25 Jun, 2017

chand raat in little bangladesh…

25 Jun, 2017

My friend’s daughter getting her hand decorated with mehndi/henna on Chand Raat On Chand Raat, I team up with my friend Shaista, and we drive our daughters to Virgil Middle School in Los Angeles’ Little Bangladesh in east Hollywood. Though we arrive after 9:30 pm, the courtyard is packed...

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22 Jun, 2017

reconnecting circles in a backyard…

Sehba Sarwar
22 Jun, 2017

November 2009: Audience members in my Houston backyard at a production I created, Honoring Dissent/Descent, to honor my father Dr. Mohammad Sarwar, and living activist Daniel Bustamante; photo by Eric Hester A decade ago, I met Lauren Eggert-Crowe in Atlanta at the Association for Writers and Writing Programs (AWP)...

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18 Jun, 2017

cricket in pasadena, california…

Sehba Sarwar
18 Jun, 2017

Each Saturday, I walk past soccer and baseball fields to reach the nearby farmer’s market. This morning, as I cross the main road and enter the park, I stop in my tracks. In the field where children usually practice baseball, I see a sight that I haven’t encountered in...

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07 May, 2017

assumptions…

07 May, 2017

I stand in the security line at Houston’s Hobby Airport behind a desi man, who is shorter than I am and wears glasses. As always, people are trying to move through security lines as quickly as possible. A guard tries to expedite the process by guiding passengers to different...

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I was inspired to begin my blog when I visited my alma mater, Mount Holyoke College, where a photograph of my friends and me calling for divestment of funds from South Africa, is framed and exhibited in the library.

In 2007,  I began a blog when inspired by a visit to my alma mater where a photograph of my friends and me calling for divestment of funds from South Africa, is framed and exhibited in the library, I use the space to document my movement between spaces, Houston, Karachi, Delhi, Dhaka, Los Angeles and elsewhere, recording observations, images and conversations. My blog remains a space where I document the multiple realities that I inhabit–writer, artist, mother, activist, educator, and transnational. Interviews from my blog were exhibited at Houston’s Baker Ripley Community Center (2014) and at Houston Public Library in downtown (2015).