The views at the Georgetown waterfront was busy with paddle boarders launching from the Key Bridge Boathouse and lunchers enjoying the open patio seating at Sequoia and Tony & Joe's Seafood Place. Bikers were criss crossing the Capital Crescent trail on their way to Bethesda or Cabin John. Runners and strollers were enjoying the historic C&O Canal stopping at the … [Read more...] about Prayers for Nepal
Overseas
The Walls Came Tumbling Down
I sat distraught and exhausted in the American Airlines Admirals’ Club, staring dreamily at my laptop screen. I was applying the final touches to my enduring midterm — a take-home test for an MBA class at the George Washington University Foggy Bottom campus, a stone’s throw from downtown DC. I had heard it several times over — almost in a trance — every … [Read more...] about The Walls Came Tumbling Down
Timeless Trip to Ethiopia
In the spring semester of 2012, I enrolled in a six-week course entitled Engaging Diaspora Communities for International Business and Development. It was taught by Dr. Liesl Riddle, the associate dean of GW’s School of Business who has written extensively about diasporas and international entrepreneurship. The course studied the diaspora communities in the US and … [Read more...] about Timeless Trip to Ethiopia
9/11 – 20 Years Later
It has been 20 long years since terrorists-hijacked airplanes brought down the twin towers and struck the Pentagon. It’s a tragedy that’s seared into the souls of most Americans especially those who were directly affected. But with each passing year, there’s less commemoration as if our nation’s wounds have now been healed and the day becomes a distant memory. In fact the … [Read more...] about 9/11 – 20 Years Later
Traveling is in my Blood
Traveling is in my blood. When I was four my mother, with my sister and I in tow, escaped the evil grips of my biological father. I remember vividly the night my mother woke me and my sister up as if our lives were suddenly on the brink and our future on the balance. Our bags were already packed and we sneaked out of the flat that was the venue for vilification over … [Read more...] about Traveling is in my Blood
Escape from Chung King
A double decker bus, obtuse and flimsy, jerked to a panicked halt in front of an evolving high-rise that towered over Tsim Sha Tsui like an emperor cast in bronze. A dozen Hong Kongers poured out carrying large bags of something fresh and smelly. A South Asian man, lean and pugnacious, carried goat and herb spices to prepare a meal that evoked memories from distant … [Read more...] about Escape from Chung King