India

The Haircut

Though they would probably never admit to agreeing on anything if they were to meet, the Hindu fascist in New Delhi and the diasporic Muslim in Baltimore had made the same assumption.

My Dictator: General Zia

A piece of fruit killing that guy seems cosmically right.

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Getting the re-wiring done

Just sheer, dumb luck had seen us through the summer storms and the monsoon’s power fluctuations without a major disaster.

Grocery-store nationalism

In the grocery store, sometimes I feel very conscious of the length of my short dress, or whom I have gone with.

Bound and Fed

A roti? Of course a roti.

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Ma was going to make me go pandal-hopping one way or another

I told her I hate it, so she told me she hates me but still puts up with me because life isn’t fair.

Streetside Crafts People in New Delhi

The skilled roadside vendors of New Delhi are very mobile, and not by choice.

Invisible Residents

Death and life in Dubai’s vegetable market.