Our First Married Christmas!

Our First Married Christmas!

Our Christmas this year was, by far, better than last year’s Christmas. Last year, DN and I spend Christmas with his best friend, touring a mall with a giant Christmas tree and eating Chinese food. When we got home, we made macaroni and cheese and Netflix wouldn’t load – so no Christmas movies. This year we made two very wonderful children happy, at the very least.

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Cultural Appropriation: Its Validity and Problems it Presents

Cultural Appropriation: Its Validity and Problems it Presents

(Please note, this post is over 1,000 words long. If you’re ready for that, please buckle your seatbelt. This is the first of many articles in this series. It’s going to be a long ride!)

When I first stumbled upon this topic, I found it rather annoying. Some people were outraged at Selena Gomez for wearing a bindi. I thought nothing of it, and time quickly moved on.

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Our Small, Impromptu Thanksgiving

Our Small, Impromptu Thanksgiving

A few weeks ago, it was decided that me and my husband would not likely be celebrating Thanksgiving, a traditional American (and Canadian) holiday, this year. For the most part, we knew we weren’t able to afford buying the ingredients for my favorite American dishes, and ultimately we didn’t have time to cook all day. We were both stuck in cycles of working in-between cooking, eating, and finally sleeping.

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Returning to India From Nepal: Independence

Returning to India From Nepal: Independence

This is the final chapter of the Nepal Chronicles. To start from the beginning, click here. To go to the previous chapter, click here.

After another peaceful IndiGo flight (on which I met a really kind Nepali girl that studies in Delhi) I made my way through immigration and customs, and wandered out of the sixth entry gate. Men, women, and children waited eagerly for friends and family. I squeezed by two young boys that had no interest in making way for me, and called my husband.

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