By Alia Dharssi
Farida Begum’s face lights up as she talks about the day, four years ago, when she and her husband brought home a cycle rickshaw. To celebrate, they
One of my favorite movies is Paris Je T’aime. It is a series of vignettes set in various quarters of the city, each with its own distinct story and personality.
Violence is not for me. Scenes of real-life fighting and bloodshed make me uncomfortably anxious. Sometimes even a little nauseous. Conflict may be an inevitable part of life… but
As an auntie jabbed her elbow deeper and deeper into the small of my back in an effort to propel me further into the mass of humanity waiting to enter
City of Joy
I looked into the eyes of a rapist at a criminal court case hearing on a Friday afternoon in September. I kissed the tomb in which Mother
My first two months in India have been an absolute rollercoaster. I have slowly managed to figure out how to juggle my dual identity as an Indian American in India.
When we were told repeatedly during orientation to “expect the unexpected,” I kept wondering what exactly that would end up meaning. As soon as I arrived in Madurai I started
Ever since I learned about being accepted for the William Clinton Fellowship for Service, I have thought about all that I will gain from this experience: learning how I can