JNU diary: A South African of South Asian origin dissects racism on campus
I am an African. A South African Indian to be more precise. A few years ago, after much research and determination, my father, almost 60 years old at the time, managed to locate the indenture number of one of his maternal grandmothers.
Beyoncé: The Event, The Spectre
You know what I hate? What I truly despise? The assumption that Beyoncé’s fans (read “the hive”) cannot be a complex set of people who traverse space and place in multiple and complicated ways, the assumption that we are a homogenous set of automatons who have no agency, no capacity for critical thought.