I’ve begun applying hot coconut oil on my hair again every Saturday. I search for the little footprints I left back in the streets of India playing football. I seek that warm sun and humidity in Hyderabad on Saturday evenings. I’ve begun reminiscing about the pink and...
Nearly two years ago, Greta Thunberg declared that “our house is on fire” at the World Economic Forum. She wasn’t the only one who saw that fire. Here in California, we could see the flames quite literally. As wildfires tore through the state, many teenagers felt a...
As the seconds wound down on the clock for Super Bowl 53 in early 2020, I watched my beloved 49ers squander a 10 point lead in the fourth quarter to lose the biggest game in American sports to the Kansas City Chiefs. The loss was devastating. But the feeling was not...
I struggled with 2020. What was it all about? All over the world this year people weren’t just fighting COVID-19 and lack of freedom, but were also standing up against violence and discrimination. The year 2020 has been the first of many things: The first time we...
My hands run over my notebook bound in rough leather, slightly wrinkly like my skin after a long hot shower. Its cover is dark black with speckles of shimmering silver flashing under the dappled sun. It looks like staring up at the starry sky on a clear winter night....
Eat in Peace…or in Pieces? Pass the butter, hand the bread Don’t be dramatic — nobody is dead Carve the turkey, open the booze But switch the channel if it’s news. Sprinkle the pepper, pour the sauce Dried by the smoke of a burning cross Just...
