I know that I’ve landed in the US when I absorb mainstream news and find barely any mention of the 1,500 women, children and men killed in Gaza.
Read moreI know that I’ve landed in the US when I absorb mainstream news and find barely any mention of the 1,500 women, children and men killed in Gaza.
Read moreAfter visiting with Sharlene Bamboat at the South Asian Visual Arts Center (SAVAC),a 20-year-old arts organization, I wander down the streets of downtown Toronto with my friend Salma. Next...
Read moreMinal and I press close to the airplane window as we watch the airplane drop closer toward Lake Ontario’s blue water. In the background is Toronto’s skyline. At customs,...
Read moreMy sister, Beena Sarwar, has a spate of snack-recipes to share: baked beets, sauteed carrots and baked cauliflowers – to name just a few.
Read moreThe pre-Eid shopping frenzy has already begun in Karachi, and shopping centers remain open after iftari. One night, my mother Zakia Sarwar and I wander over to the Forum,...
Read moreMy writer friend Ilona Yusuf sneaks me into a café in Islamabad. They may throw us out, she says. But let’s try anyway. She shares the story of how...
Read moreI take a drive up to the Wagah border to experience the raising of flags ceremony that has been documented many times over. The afternoon is humid and hot,...
Read moreI learn via email that I’ve been awarded an artist innovations grant through the Mid-America Arts Alliance for my What is Home? project, one that I started during my...
Read moreThanks to Salima Hashmi, I spend the evening iftar with a group of artists at Rohtas 2, a gallery on one side of Professor Hashmi’s house as we discuss...
Read moreDubai airport continues to expand, getting increasingly glamorous with little credit given to men from different parts of Asia who provide hard labor yet live outside the city’s air-conditioned...
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