Unwritten
I can hear voices in a strange tongue that is familiar to me. After a few moments I realize that all the voices are of women and I am in the midst of a women’s sanctuary: the kitchen. The fire from the ancient stove…
I can hear voices in a strange tongue that is familiar to me. After a few moments I realize that all the voices are of women and I am in the midst of a women’s sanctuary: the kitchen. The fire from the ancient stove…
Pink, blue, green, gold, and many other colors flashed in front of my eyes as I sat and watched Bryn Mawr College’s South Asian Women culture show this past weekend. There was so much diversity, from the fashion show to the performances, everyone had…
The first Malayalam word I learned when I arrived here in Kerala was namaskaram. It is a word used to greet others but has much more depth and meaning compared to an ordinary hello as would be said in the English language. The word…