09 Jan, 2008

Today, we drive to the Sea Wall with Minal's cousin…

09 Jan, 2008

Today, we drive to the Sea Wall with Minal’s cousin to attend her classical Indian dance class taught by dancer-performer Sheema Kirmani, who also runs a theater group called Tehrik-e-Niswan. As we park the car, our attention is drawn to a lamb tied to a bush, and a goat...

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05 Jan, 2008

One Coup Per Dictator

05 Jan, 2008

Graffiti in Defense housing society…

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02 Jan, 2008

Ten days ago, in a nighttime conversation…

02 Jan, 2008

Ten days ago, in a nighttime conversation in our home, my father grimly forecasts: “There will be much bloodshed before the elections.” No one thought that Benazir would get shot and that her blood would splash her bullet-proof vehicle. No one ever dreamed that the brave woman who came...

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30 Dec, 2007

7 pm, Sunday

30 Dec, 2007

Today is the third day of mourning. Soyem prayers for Benazir Bhutto are being held nationwide with the heart of the gathering in Naudero, Sindh, where all her family members will be gathered. There will be soyem ceremonies, after which a PPP meeting will be held and the future...

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29 Dec, 2007

Again, this evening, restless…

29 Dec, 2007

Again, this evening, restless from home confinement and curious about what’s happening in the city, my mother, Minal and I wander out for a walk down to the main road. Today, there is more traffic, but still, the street action doesn’t even vaguely resemble what usually happens on a...

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28 Dec, 2007

9:00 pm, Friday

28 Dec, 2007

“Benazir Bhutto is sad,” says my 3-year old. “Why?” I ask, nervous about what I am to hear. After all, for the last 24 hours Minal has been moving in and out of rooms with televisions blaring. “Because they were silly to her. And she is sad. The little...

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28 Dec, 2007

7:00 pm, Friday

28 Dec, 2007

Today, the country is shut down. All offices, shops, banks are closed. And there is no street traffic. After the mayhem of last night (in Karachi, more than 1,000 cars were burned), everyone has been warned to stay home. Hyderabad, a city just two hours from Karachi, has now...

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28 Dec, 2007

2:00 pm, Friday

28 Dec, 2007

Around 4:30 pm yesterday Minal and I clamber in our car to drop Nusrat to her father’s house. Afterwards, we stopped off at Guddu and Salma’s for tea, where Minal joins in to play with their daughter Summer and her friends. “Let’s take the kids to Arena,” says Guddu....

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21 Dec, 2007

Shakuntala

21 Dec, 2007

Two years ago, a new educational institution was added to Karachi’s cultural landscape: The National Academy for Performing Arts. Envisioned by artist Zia Moyeddin, who serves as the Chairman of NAPA, the school is based inside the recently remodeled Hindu Gymkhana (a 1925 building designed by Agha Ahmed Hussein)....

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18 Dec, 2007

Another bout of police violence in Islamabad…

18 Dec, 2007

Another bout of police violence in Islamabad yesterday, just one day after the lifting of the “emergency” when 400-500 protesters protested for the release of Chief Justice Iftikhar Chaudhry. More than 60 people, including a group of women, were arrested. Visit the Human Rights Commission of Pakistan’s blog for...

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17 Dec, 2007

A hijabi barbie purse presented to Minal.

17 Dec, 2007

Made in China (where else?) Need I say more?

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16 Dec, 2007

There are moments of peace…

16 Dec, 2007

There are moments of peace in this crazy city. Today, we took a 45 minute drive to visit Hawkes Bay beach. Winter-time is an amazing time to be out here; the Arabian Sea is calm and the coastline clear. Common sights include men walking by with horses and camels...

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

In 2007,  I began a blog when I visited my alma mater and saw a framed photograph of my friends and me calling for divestment of funds from South Africa. I use the blog to document my movement between spaces, Houston, Karachi, Delhi, Dhaka, Los Angeles and elsewhere, recording observations, images and conversations. Here, 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). My papers are archived at the University of Houston’s library.