What a year! Need I list it all: disease, loss of life, racial injustice, a bitter election, a nation torn apart. . . . Yet, there have been moments of gratitude. Gratitude, when New Yorkers stepped out of the warmth of their apartments. . . .
Skin-Deep
“I am looking for a suitable match for my son. Do you know of anyone? She should be from a respectable family, pretty, and light-skinned.” That was the criteria in the society of Pakistan,
What My Father Saw - #BlackHistoryMonth
I don’t remember how old I was when I read Uncle Tom’s Cabin, but I do remember how I felt. A young girl, growing up in Pakistan, I remember asking Daddy
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