“Delhi Burning” screamed the headlines of a major newspaper. It was November 2nd 1984, and riots plagued...

“Bravo, beautiful, fantastic!” the room erupted with cheers and applause as my sister finished singing...

“Mummy, Dada! I came top in my class of 800! Are you proud of me?”, the message pops up on my phone....

“Your daughter is the best thing that ever happened to my son.” Mark’s dad said as he shook my father’s...

“You must be so proud of your dad”, the lady in the dazzling white sari said at the award ceremony. “He...

“I was placed in a foster home when I was 9 years old, my 3 older siblings were placed in other homes...

“I want –to- be a part of it. New York..” – A group of 20 something men singing the iconic Sinatra song...

I was invited to be the Keynote speaker by Farmingdale State College Multicultural Committee at...

“Close your eyes and open your hand”, I told my sister. She followed my orders. I placed a travel guide...

When we first came to America, my sister & I worked in New York. We were overcome – by the Statue...

“Maybe look under your pillow, in case Santa Claus left you a gift.” said my father casually while he...

I started the Crossing Party Lines – Long Island chapter in Feb 2023. It has been an incredibly rewarding...

I would like to preface my story with an excerpt from the poem “How the light comes” by Jan Richardson....

“Hold it gently – and then let it go”, my father said to me as he handed me the string of the kite he...

“What tea would you like?” asked the waitress as she flipped open the top of a tea box in front of us....

“I want to come home to Bay Shore”, says our daughter; our exchange student-daughter to be precise –...