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You are what you believe

I came in with the confidence from my summer co-op experience, but I soon recoiled into a shadow of myself that I had long been unacquainted with.
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Finding home in Bejaia

When people stare, I’m reminded that no matter how desperately I want to be a part of this culture, I will always be a mixed-race American.
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Passages to India and roadblocks on the way

Stories from The Book

Growing up, my parents, who had raised their children in a country far from where they were born and raised, always emphasized the importance of staying connected with our roots and learning about our culture.
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Not my True Religion

Overconsumption

On that day at the outlet mall, nothing sparkled brighter than the gaudy rhinestones covering the window display jeans as I entered the True Religion store.
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Adjusted living

You Are What You Habituate

As an only child, I had always relied on myself for entertainment, but for the first time, I had friends to recenter myself with after a long day at school.
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Between the labels

Mixed Feelings

By now, we should have eliminated all race-related terms from our vocabulary, deleted all racial inquiries from surveys and begun to undo centuries of injustices. And yet, because social change will always advance slower than science, race still means everything in our society.
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The red Ford Escape

Overconsumption

Suppressing my childhood training to never to get into a car with a stranger, I sat down, shut the door and became utterly vulnerable.
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On a different note

Off the Beat

As I grew into the American teenager that I was socialized to be, I felt as though Carnatic music was too far removed from my life to be relevant.
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