His Favorite Color

He said my eyes are your favorite color. “Brown?”, I questioned puzzled. No, he smiled as he pushed my hair out of my face. Your eyes are the color of whiskey and copper against honey. Hazelnuts and gingerbread like the feeling of coming inside from the harsh winter winds to be wrapped up in blanket…

Look of Wonder

I wish I could see myself the way you spend moments looking at me. The way your eyes gaze over my every movement as I get ready as if you’ve never seen this dance before. “I love watching your process,” you gently whispered in the hollow of my neck before putting on the Tiffany’s necklace…

You Call Me, Beautiful

There he was just a feet away looking at me as if his eyes had never roamed every inch of my face. I thought the whole world could crumble around us before he blinked, afraid he’d miss another minute to just look at me. As he grabbed by hands and gently kissed them, he whispered…

First Love

When I ask you to name your first love, I’m hoping you eagerly say your own. Imagine how beautiful it would be if your heart was proud of itself? If it remembered that the Universe gave up time with the moon and sun to create you from its celestial pieces. All this magic, just so…

Ami Bangali (I am Bengali)

Where are you from? That question is possibly the most familiar chorus I’ve heard my entire life. From people all over this country to those who speak my mother tongue. My question is where do I start? The early days when my khaki wrapped the shari around me and adorned me with gold necklaces bigger…

Relationships in 2019: All That Podcast Featuring Yours Truly as a Guest

So recently, on Facebook my friend Khyrie posted a comment about reaching a certain financial marker before thinking about marriage. From there we talked and he invited me to be a guest on his podcast, All That Podcast. The podcast has an audience of thousands from 15 different countries. We talk love, relationships, cheating, men…

To: My Best Friend By Blood & Choice

It was a nice breezy September morning in 1997 as the wind hit my face to welcome me to my first day of Kindergarten. Daddy was holding my hand as he walked me trying to make me feel better about the first day I would be away from him and mom for the entire day….

Dear Everyone: My Culture is NOT A Costume

From a recent writing piece of mine that got published in Brown Girl Magazine, I was attacked for my blonde hair. The assumptions of my own South Asian sisters accusing me of trying to be white because to them I didn’t look “brown” enough. With the negativity there were many of you who were supportive,…

The Light in Me, Honors the Light in You

“The meaning of our self is not to be found in its separateness from God and others, but in the ceaseless realization of yoga, of union.” -Rabindranath Tagore I remember meditating at the end of my practice in Ardha Padmasana (Half Lotus) at the age of 15 as the Indian yoga guru talked about the benefits…

Chicks Dig Cars Too

You know being blonde is fun and different. It did not change my life drastically as many people assume but a negative thing that comes with it is people assume I’m a bimbo. I’m pretty sure looking at me you wouldn’t guess that I’m a total nerd and I love books and I admire intellectuals….