Under a Punjabi Rainbow

Every once in a while in life, a rainbow appears. It might not be the real thing with an arc of magenta, ruby, and emerald. But when a figurative rainbow shines, the resulting chemistry can mimic the real McCoy. That’s what happened last week in Amritsar,...

India Awaits!

When I was little, I loved taking a bed sheet and wrapping it around myself. I pretended it was a sari. When an Indian woman who was a neighbor of ours gave me a few bindis, I was thrilled beyond belief. I used to place a little red dot between my eyebrows and me...

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