Writing into a revolution

Off the Beat

I watched my family’s home turn into chaos on a television screen as I sat almost 8,000 miles away in California. Swarms of protesters were marching through the streets of Cairo to demand an end to then-president Hosni Mubarak’s rule. I was shocked and didn’t know what to make of
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Somewhere in between Nigeria and America

Cal in Color

I’ve often been told, “You look Black American, but I figured you weren’t. You don’t sound like them.” This statement, along with comments referring to my accent, my ability to speak English well and much more are what my life has been since I moved to the United States. I
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Piece No. 1

Off the Beat

I struggle with openness. Writing something with my name on it puts a face to the words, experiences and emotions I express in the piece. Sharing my awkward personality with others, whether it be on paper or in my day-to-day interactions, makes me feel exposed.
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Woman smiles with her arms crossed in front of her.

Dick flicks for chicks

Sex on Tuesday

This column was originally published in the Aug. 31, 2010 issue of The Daily Californian. It’s either a great misconception that women don’t watch and enjoy porn, or I just happen to know the only girls in existence who do. I’m not saying we watch it all the time to
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Dating the enemy

Off the Beat

A bad EDM remix was blaring over the speakers, the alcohol was nonexistent and still, my head was already pounding by the time he looked at me from across the dance floor. That’s where I met him, in a sweaty jumble of bodies. He was cute in a blonde-suburban-white-boy-next-door kind
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Deafening sound of discrimination

Off the Beat

From the first moment I witnessed someone laughing at my father for his deaf accent, I realized people could be incredibly cruel. And I quickly learned that life wasn’t fair. My father was born deaf and didn’t grow up in a deaf community, so he struggled to communicate with hearing
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Model Minority

Cal in Color

Seared into my memory is the first time I fought with my friends. We were in ninth-grade world history when my friend offhandedly joked, “Yeah, but Rona’s Asian and has a big house, so she wouldn’t get what we’re going through.” “Excuse me?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
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Until we meet again Grandpa

Off the Beat

Living in Berkeley gives me peace, as I can reflect on my grandfather’s life, although his passing was so recent. I walk the same paths he took to class, overwhelmed with pride as a student to be where my grandfather was.
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All you can eat buffet

Sex on Tuesday

For whatever reason, the concept that a man should be pleased orally, while a woman should not necessarily be similarly pleased has become ingrained into contemporary sexual practice. Not only is it unfair at face value, but it’s also unjust when thinking about it from a pleasure standpoint.
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