Some discussion and amateur observations of social status and skin colour in the Mexican society. I’ve just returned from a backpacking trip to Mexico.Read this post →
On the new year’s eve, I was walking with some friends around the party blocks along Queen street west, near my house. It was an hour or so before midnight but people were already drunk, yelling and acting funny, but nothing unusual. I’m used to this since I live just outside the nightclub zone.Read this post →
I was happy that morning because it was Gudhi-Padwa. I knew mother would make gajar-halva; I’d seen her buy carrots yesterday. It was my favorite dessert and I was really looking forward to it.
Unfortunately, mother fell ill that day.Read this post →