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Citizenship
Striptease |
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Dual citizenship registration is ostensibly
supposed to start this month. But don’t
make a beeline for the consulate just yet. |
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The
Other Indian Americans |
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A stone’s throw away from the American
border, a million Indians call it home. |
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The
Nowhere Man |
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The struggle for the overseas Indian identity. |
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Atman’s
Atma |
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A Mauritian’s search
for his Indian roots. |
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Whistling
in the Dark |
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South Asian comics are
ready to conquer the world, Bush permitting. |
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Jalandhar
in Jakarta |
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Indonesia leaves most
Indians unscathed. Nobody wants to be an
Indonesian, not even the Sindhis. |
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Long
Awaited New Year’s Gift |
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Dual citizenship for overseas
Indians has finally arrived. |
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Lights,
Camera, Action |
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Indian Candians are making
a beeline for Bollywood. |
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A
Passage to London |
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India invades the British
Isles. |
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An
Indian in Paris |
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Jaya Ganga’s Vijay
Singh. |
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Across
the Pond Darkely |
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Europe’s “foreigner”
discomfort. |
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Patriot
Games |
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Dual citizenship is the
clarion call of the ambivalent. |
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Bilkul
Nahin Khushi, Itna Sara Gham |
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Why such rabid dislike
of the NRI? |
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Death
in a Cold Country |
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It is not the immigrant,
but the ones who stay behind who are the
true unvanquished. |
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India
by the Sea |
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Diwali in Trinidad is
a blast. |
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Patel
x Patel |
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On the trail of Patel
twins. |
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We
Are All Converts |
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An exile who wonders between
Karbala and Ayodhya. |
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Wake-Up
Call from Fiji |
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The events in Fiji should
serve as a wake-up call to overseas Indians
worldwide to initiate hard local politics
and coalition-building. |
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A
Wedding in Barbados |
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Ancient Indian customs survive in the
unlikeliest places. |
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Life
as a Temporary Import |
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With each visit my status as an NRI becomes
clearer. |
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The
Name On My Passport |
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It is not only the people, but India that
is being named. |
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Memoirs
of an FOB |
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On my first day in America, I ate beef
and drank beer. |
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Then
and Now |
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Life is full of little ironies. |
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The
Colored Expat |
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The West has many immigrants, but why
are there no colored expats? |
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Where
Will We Go to Die? |
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We talk a lot about living in the United
States. But no one wants to talk about death. |
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Two
Little Mice |
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My 5-year-old niece discovers language. |
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Going
Home |
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A writer rediscovers her native Ghana. |
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Leaving
My Father's House |
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The fact that he had the power to judge
me irked me more than that he was right. |
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In
South Africa in the Lotus Position |
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I am envious that there were so many South
African Indians who had faced imprisonment
and death. |
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All
Over Toilet Paper |
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This Indian’s hierarchy in the human
order is measured by his particular talent
at fondling his buttocks after relieving
himself. |
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Access
Denied |
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The plight of the Indian H-1B workers
in the United States. |
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Love
in the Time of Kargil |
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The marital union of an Indian and Pakistani. |
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Bollywood
Outsider |
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Perhaps it was because Juan, pale and
blond, was among two "goras" in
the entire audience. Whatever the reason,
it was not kind. |
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My
Nani |
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Nani, with her strong and independent
mind and feminist streak, makes me eager
to be an old lady. |
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Where
Did I Go, Ma? |
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South Asian artistic experience needs
to be free not only of stereotypes but also
the binding pressure of having to respond
to stereotypes set by the dominant culture. |
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Language:
Lost & Found |
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It’s possible for a language to
have emotional resonance even when it has,
quite literally, been lost. |
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Exile
or Immigrant? |
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The real test to take is cricket. |
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Humming
to Oblivion |
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If there is anything that unites all Indians
abroad from here to Amsterdam, and from
Southall to Jakarta, it is Indian film music,
specifically Hindi film music. |
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Bride
Shopping on the Net |
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Indian American singles take search for
suitable "other" to the Net. |
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The
Unbearable Familiarity of Strangeness |
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The intimacy I can feel with someone who
has never eaten a golgappa is alarming. |
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