1. I am three. We are taking a trip, the entire family packed into a minivan. There are no empty spaces in the vehicle: it is stuffed with adults, kids, bags of snacks both savoury and sweet. We aren't going too far from home, just … Continue reading Departures and arrivals
What We Lose by Zinzi Clemmons is a novel written in first person. Thandi, the narrator, talks to us of the pain of being who she is, as the daughter of a Coloured South African mother and an African American father, as a black girl … Continue reading What We Lose
"Can't you at least light one candle? Where are you?" I heard my mother walk through the house, fumbling with tea-lights. The electricity had failed us again. But I was busy. I had Eminem for company while I slammed doors.
Recently, I read The Good Immigrant, a collection of essays edited by Nikesh Shukla. This book features 21 essays by people of colour from Britain - brown, black, yellow, everyone in between. From the book jacket: ...The Good Immigrant explores why immigrants come to the UK, … Continue reading Why I don’t go to yoga class anymore, and others’ stories of immigration
I thought I would let you take a look at my recent reading list. The Distant Marvels by Chantel Acevedo This story is set in the Cuba of 1963, in the eye of a hurricane, and in the mind of a woman whose imagination will … Continue reading A long overdue recap
Last month, I met a friend I hadn't met in almost exactly five years. The circumstances of our reunion were an echo of the past - we went to the same restaurant we ate at five years ago, she still lived in the same area, … Continue reading The starlings murmur just for me
Yesterday, I watched the Tamil short film Lakshmi, which has apparently caused some amount of furore among the guardians of our ancient culture. The titular character, Lakshmi, is your average over-worked and under-appreciated woman. She works at a printing press, and also works at home. She … Continue reading The Tamil woman’s desire