On being disappointed in America
I’m not sure if it’s crazy and naive for me to feel this way, but I’m happy. I’m happy because I know that although the man-who-shall-not-be-named has become the president… Read More...
On being both Bengali and and American
When I was four, I immigrated from Bangladesh with my mother. I was considered the “golden” baby because I was born on Eid-al-Fitr, the celebration after the month of Ramadan, … Read More...
