An Indian walks into an Indian Supermarket

An Indian walks into an Indian Supermarket Sounds like the set-up for a grand joke, but this is just me exploring what I found to be the least gentrified Indian space in Berlin.  Stuck in what was a balancing act to keep all my glass bottles and plastic bottles from...

Luck and Other Luxuries

Luck and Other Luxuries If it doesn’t fit in your palm, maybe it’s not lucky. I don’t believe in luck, or at least I try not to. Of course, I give in and look for a new source of hope but not without putting up a fight. It’s the last resort. You know how it goes; you...

The Winds Have an Address

The Winds Have an Address Meteorology and geography — I mean, it’s all related, right? We lock our windows before we go to bed. Is it possible that you feel cold because there’s a gust of memories pricking at your skin, urging you to go back? Yeeeeeesh. I’m not so...

Arrivals & Departures

Arrivals & Departures A year ago, I left what had been home for more than a decade to move to Berlin. I remember the sprint from the international terminal to the domestic one. I was so, so terrified of missing my connecting flight. The sun had been out, but the...