Fatemah’s Hummus

I am munching on carrot sticks and celery with some bleu cheese dressing. This is not my usual style but sometimes, it is my only option. I make a face at the sharp taste of the off-white dressing, wondering if there was anything else in the fridge that would make my official diet snack more…

A Letter to My Ghost Mother

Dear Mother, I am writing this to you with a heavy heart. I am filled with anger and forgive me for saying this, but I don’t know if I love you any more. In fact, in this moment, I feel hatred for you. But I also wonder if this white hot rage in my bones…

Why I Didn’t Celebrate International Women’s Day

The people who know me are well aware of my strong opinions. I am unabashedly critical of people in power, people around me, all ideologies and religions, and even some of the things that are considered politically correct these days. Respect Everyone. Worship No One. I live by this principle. I also identify as a…

Why Wonder Woman Should Have Won An Oscar

“I used to want to save the world. To end war and bring peace to mankind. But then, I glimpsed the darkness that lives within their light. I learned that inside every one of them, there will always be both. The choice each must make for themselves – something no hero will ever defeat. I’ve…

Syria Beyond Facebook

Normally, I write long pieces to make a point. But sometimes, images say far more than anything I could ever write. The civil war in Syria is continuing to rage on. My Facebook feed is full of images of frightened children and their equally frightened parents. In some cases, we don’t know where the parents…

My Dear Ahed

My Dear Ahed, I will not begin by asking if you’re well. I certainly hope you are but I also know that things are difficult and lonely in your cell. You turned 17 two weeks ago but I am sorry you weren’t home with your parents for your birthday. I know you are angry. And…

Anti-Semitic Feminism- Yes, It Exists

It has been a while since I entangled myself in the various -isms of political thought. From a staunch Marxist, I became a Socialist, an Eco-Centrist, a Post-Colonialist, couple other -ists and then I found my ideological home. Feminist. Aha! An -ism I could actually belong to. I mean, I would be stupid if I…

Brown and Invisible

Being dark-haired and olive-skinned has always made it difficult for people to place where I come from. Often, I have been mistaken for a Romani, a Latina, a Syrian, and more recently, a Sephardic Jew. To be completely honest, it makes me happy that so many people look at me and think I’m one of…

Why We Must Remember the Holocaust

I see her in the dining hall every day. She is bent nearly double with age and even though I have never spoken to her, I know she is a widow. Her husband passed on a few years ago and now she comes two or three times a week to eat lunch with the other…

The India I Love… And Cry For

68… A standalone number holds no significance. But when put into context, it gives some mathematical credibility to whatever fact it is trying to support. 68 years of constitutional equality. 68 years of being a Republic. 68 years of discord and diversity. I love India. Being an Indian has given me a heritage I cherish…

Am I a Zionist?

Receiving letters from old friends and colleagues always brightens my day. Usually, the content of the messages is predictably warm and comforting. They ask me how I’m doing, tell me what they’ve been up to, and recall some embarrassing high school memories that make them laugh and miss me at the same time. Imagine my…

Against #MeToo- Rape Culture in 31 Tweets

My entire Facebook and Twitter feed is full of #metoo posts. Almost every woman on my friend list has been assaulted, harassed, or molested at some point in her life. Some of them wondered if their story was too “trivial” or “unimportant” to share. Some of them wondered yet again if what happened was indeed…