I met ambiguity

“Forge through ambiguity.” These were the words of advice that we were given at the beginning of our journeys as American India Foundation, William J. Clinton Fellows. At the time,

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Let There Be Art

After working in the social sector for a short two-or-so years, I have come to cringe at the word “development.” Ironic, you may think, no? That’s the very word that

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What’s in a name?

I always thought it was pretty normal for an expectant parent to have a secret hope for the sex of their child. I know that after my sister was born,

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Dear Binod

Dear Binod,
About 14 months ago, I sat in front of my laptop with the statement, “Discuss your motivation for applying to this fellowship,” staring me in the face. A

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The Train That Tells

When I was younger, I suffered from fear of germs. My sister, angel that she is, took it upon herself to help “cure” me of it. One day she

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Conducting the Orchestra

“Oh stop, she’ll be fine,” Sonali said to her friend as she grabbed my hand in hers and pulled me into the middle of the oncoming, unruly, Mumbai traffic. Right

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Quelling the Chaos

As we walked into the slums of Mumbai, I couldn’t help but be consumed with wonder, questions, disbelief and, honestly, a little amazement. Our guides, two thirteen-year-old girls, Priyanka and

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