June 12, 2009
I’ve been asked courteously by Neo Indian to “give a shout out” to the desis. So, here is my story of how I grew to love Indian and South Asian culture. It’s no secret to anyone who knows me that I love all things Indian. I love saris, chapatis, rotis, and Saif Ali Khans. I can’t say for sure when this began, but I think it was around the time I saw DDLJ on tv. As I paused to look ...
June 8, 2009
My parents’ house is a museum to Soviet nostalgia. It’s like walking into Miss Havisham’s house. Only with Blue Ray and walnut cabinets. Also, Miss Havisham is dead. Some days, I find books I used to read when I was five that are still copyrighted in the USSR. Other times, I use the same dishes that were given to them for their wedding. Yesterday, I was trying to sew a button that had popped off Mr. B’s pants. “Oh, use ...