New Ways of Seeing

A few days ago, I cooked laksa for some friends at my new apartment in Marrickville, in Sydney’s inner west. This was the 8th time I had mo...

Unless you were living under a proverbial rock called commercial television in Australia these past few months, you are probably aware of t...

Today I sucked on a mango seedling and asked my mother for instructions on how I did it as a child I wondered how I had forgotten or p...

I like cities. I like writing about them, wandering through them, taking photos of banal moments in them. A busker in the mall here, a refl...

On Australia Day (which also happens to be India's Republic Day), I interviewed my friend, the maverick writer and radio presenter Suni...

On the 29th of October 2014, no country was led into Tagore's 'Heaven of Freedom' , but I did become a naturalised citizen of A...

An exhibit at the War Remnants Museum, Ho Chi Minh City (Vietnam) As I edge closer to (finally) attending my Australian citizenship c...

There was much criticism of the NSW State Library's panel titled 'Multiculturalism: What are we afraid of' in March this ...

*This is the first in a series of monthly posts until I complete my new documentary project on ordinary, everyday practices of cosmopolitan...

I have been using food-related anecdotes to begin and flavour many a personal/political story. Yet I know that this loaded metaphor is oft...