bangladesh, identity

home-y skies

the thing about returning home is that everything remained but you have changed the feelings you crave are a mere reminder that time has passed and people you left are memories as i get older i realize i have many homes: i saw home in my sister’s eyes felt home in my friend’s arms smelled… Continue reading home-y skies

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bangladesh, identity, immigrant experience

for your 241st birthday-

it has been an interesting year being American or rather contemplating "what am I?" [because I've mentioned before, "I'm from New York" never sufficed] too foreign for my mother-land too "FOB*" to be from here so what I am was lost somewhere between land, water, and the sky I am a woman I am an… Continue reading for your 241st birthday-

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Compassion for a Final Embrace

About a year ago, I wrote a compassion narrative titled "Compassion for a Final Embrace" on a photo that still leaves me numb. On the 2nd anniversary of the Rana Plaza tragedy, I wanted to share a modified version with you simply to bring awareness to those who did not learn about it...its never to late… Continue reading Compassion for a Final Embrace