On Being Desi
diaspora, Middle East, New York City, South Asian, Theatre
In the last 10 months I have found myself doing a lot of South Asian work. The only other time I worked on a South Asian piece was in 2013…
Category: New York City
What America Means to Me
America, Election 2020, Florida, London, Middle East, New York City
It’s a dangerous myth, one still peddled across the world, and it’s a myth that is a terrible lie. I know that is implied in the word ‘myth’, but a myth relies on faith and belief and once disproved it becomes that heinous thing: a lie.
And America is a lie.
What’s in a Name.
America, Beirut, Family, Florida, Life in General, London, Middle East, New York City, Politics, Race, Theatre, Writing
A few years ago, while I was living and working in London, I wrote a short play for the Old Red Lion Theatre called ‘A is for Ali’. It was…
The Writer’s Prerogative
New York City, Theatre, Writing
***I know this post could apply to any kind of artist, but for this post I am writing it from a writer’s perspective. Not all these things happened to me….
To Londinium…
Life in General, London, New York City, Theatre
I’ve been thinking a lot about what I would say as I leave London. A record of my thoughts moreso for me to reflect on when things get tough again…
For the Sake of Intriguing Opportunities
New York City, Plays, Theatre, Writing
This post is going to piss some people off. I may lose some friends in the process. But this has been eating at me for a while, especially today. And…
Part of Your World
Jesus Pastie Eating Christ….getting settled is taking longer than expected. I have built so many pieces of furniture in the last few days. I don’t want to see a screwdriver…
The Sordid Saga of a Second-Go-Around Immigrant
Now that I am safely in the country I can relate the nail-biting story of how I almost wasn’t let into the UK which only some people know. (It is…
The Great Journey Begins
The Great Journey Begins Well…here goes nothing…. I’m on the plane. Got through security much quicker than I expected to. And had 20 minutes to futz about before the plane…
Final Moments in NYC
When I first arrived in NYC, I was driving a massive U-Haul with my friend and soon-to-be roommate for 6 years. And the first thing I did was to take…