PinnedIndebted ImmigrantWhen I arrived in Iowa on a late summer night in the mid-nineties, with two suitcases and two hundred dollars in my pocket, I was the…Jun 18, 20201Jun 18, 20201
प्रतिरोध बोल्छ मेरो उपनिवेशित जिब्रोमेरो जिब्रो एउटा उपनिवेश जहाँ मलाई पूर्वजहरुसँग जोड्ने मेरो मुटुको भाषालाई विस्थापित गरेर आधिपत्य जमायो बाँच्नको लागि चाहिने भाषाले हाम्रा…Jul 28, 2021Jul 28, 2021
Death By A Thousand Cuts: Newa Community & The Caste SystemCaste-based discrimination is in news once again in Kathmandu, propelled by the courage shown by Rupa Sunar to not quietly accept the fact…Jul 10, 2021Jul 10, 2021
Rain DanceEvery year, monsoon winds arrive, soaking the dusty, parched valley floor faraway, hills tumble down to meet the river outside, the galli…Jul 10, 2021Jul 10, 2021
instructions for the second shiftRush back from school in the afternoon. Throw bookbag to a corner. Eat a snack.Jul 10, 2021Jul 10, 2021
the sprawlLooking down from the perch in Swayambhu where tourists jostle with the locals for the view, you see a multi-headed hydra sprinting…Feb 24, 2021Feb 24, 2021
Layers of LanguageShort Reflection on Hierarchies and Subtleties in the Languages I SpeakJan 29, 2021Jan 29, 2021
all things old is new again“Modernize!” They told us when we were young Don’t wallow in old wives’ tales, antiquated norms Don’t use what you have in gardens, in…Jan 26, 20211Jan 26, 20211
Two Arcs of My Immigration StoryI can tell my immigration story two different ways. One, I came here with $200 and two suitcases holding almost all of my worldly…Dec 24, 2020Dec 24, 2020
Voting in honor of my fatherI still wish I could have shared my experience of being a first-time-voter with my father, my political idol who taught me by example.Nov 2, 2020Nov 2, 2020