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There’s a passage in Barbara Kingsolver’s The Poisonwood Bible that describes how one of the preacher’s daughters eventually fell for and married an African revolutionary, how she worked hard to support him in Zaire and Angola and other places so far removed from her native Georgia. I have in my mind’s eye, a pretty young [...] This afternoon and evening, Pittsburgh experienced an extended blackout due to high winds and rains. (I say extended blackout in the western sense because it lasted less than 4 hours). It was rare for us to have blackouts in Nigeria but we did have them. In Bangladesh, blackouts aren’t uncommon though that may depend on [...] I still go to dawats, those Bangladeshi dinner parties where the men prattle on about religion, politics or football, the women discuss jewelry, religion, politics or football and the children run around like chickens with their heads cut off… and discuss football. (Hey, we live in Pittsburgh). By this point in my life, I’m often [...] I read a post over at Girl You So Well Spoken detailing an apparent casting call for a Ciroc commercial seeking “light-skinned african americans”. Now that it’s been discovered and publicized, Ciroc is taking to denying, denying, denying having made such a request for their commercials but the larger point still remains. Unfortunately, it’s not [...] I’m sitting at a cyber cafe in Feni, my dad’s village. We arrived here a few days ago to celebrate the second of Islam’s two major holidays, Eid ul-Adha, the ‘festival of sacrifice.’ Well, Feni isn’t just your stereotypical image of a village… sure it’s got all that but it’s a pretty major province with [...] ‘good family, well educated, steady job, audi, building a house’ – you can bet that I came to Bangladesh fully prepared with an arsenal of witty responses to the inevitable question of the “M” word. H*ll, I’ve even thrown in some truth about how I view it all right now. The most amusing is [...] I have seen the light… and she’s hott. All of the she’s! what? I hope yuz had a good New Years. Mine was pretty fun. I went out with my cousins Raiyan & Buneka to a huge New Years Eve party. My friend Tushith was there too. Simple culture shock. It’s like I told Buneka [...] |
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