There is a man who stands outside the Park Street T entrance right on the Boston Common. He is always shaven, dressed in a black windbreaker, carrying a backpack which always has a water bottle tucked into it. He carries a cardboard sign that says "My son and I are homeless" and that's when I … Continue reading The profound sadness of living in a city
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To you, motherland – A Nation of Chronic Belittlers
Some things are so deeply ingrained in you that you do not become aware of them until you are faced with some kind of frame of reference. I always knew how deeply unequal Pakistan was - in a country where class is as apparent and omnipresent as rickety rickshaws alongside shiny new Mercedeses, you'd have … Continue reading To you, motherland – A Nation of Chronic Belittlers
