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Why Does Everyone Act Like the Eldest Son Is a God?
Let me paint you a familiar picture: the whole family is gathered. Someone brings up how well the eldest son is doing — usually a cousin. The doctor. The engineer. The boy who once cried because his charger broke, but now apparently holds the universe together.
By Tavleen Kaurabout a year ago in Families
The Last Memory
Where Memory Ends, Love Remains Drip. Drip. Drip. The sound of the kitchen faucet was the only constant in Samuel Gray’s shrinking world. Morning light crept through the blinds, spilling across the faded linoleum. The once-lively house sat silent now—no footsteps, no laughter, just dust and time.
By Huzaifa khanabout a year ago in Families
CaucAsian
CaucAsian Part 2: A Taste of Home For most people, there’s a certain nostalgia that reminds us of home when we encounter specific things. It could be a sound or a smell or even a scenario. You hear it or smell it or see it and it brings you back to your childhood home for just a second. It is different for everyone. For me, the feeling comes over me whenever I walk into an Asian grocery store. Some combination of Asian languages being spoken and the smell of spices and seafood takes me back to my paternal grandparents house instantly. My grandfather was always cooking something. It’s a family joke that no one on my dad’s side of the family is ever full. They are always eating something and will always offer to feed guests repeatedly. A trait I inherited for sure. Whenever we would visit Grandpa’s house the first thing he did was feed us, and the last thing he did before we left was send food home with us. Indonesian, Chinese, and Thai food (or some fusion of all of them) are favorites. And there must always be rice. Always.
By Erin Mabout a year ago in Families
CaucAsian
CaucAsian Part 1 CaucAsian Complexion As I write this, the United States is in turmoil. Everything in this country is, at minimum, a point of contention, and on average, one political movement from casualties. The public and the politicians question and debate every topic from those that shape individualism to those that shape grocery purchases. It’s scary and it’s dangerous. In so many ways. Recently, I’ve found myself reminiscing about the way I grew up. I realize now how naive I was at the time to not have noticed how different I am. And what a wonderful gift it is to be different.
By Erin Mabout a year ago in Families
Buried in Silence: The Children of Gaza
My name is Reem. I am ten years old. At least, I think I still am. We haven’t celebrated a birthday since the war started. Time doesn’t move the way it used to. Days blur into nights, and each one feels like the last day on Earth.
By Mian Nazir Shahabout a year ago in Families
Challenge, Majority people don't know meaning of true love.
True love is a profound and multifaceted emotion that transcends physical attraction, material possessions, and societal status. It is an unconditional bond that connects individuals on a deeper, spiritual level. Unlike superficial relationships, true love is characterized by mutual respect, selflessness, and an unwavering commitment to the well-being of the other person.
By MrKhanabout a year ago in Families
The Hidden Hand. They Say it’s Free But It’s not. Mental Judos Which are Used to Play with your Psyche
Have your ever witnessed buying something unplanned and then regretting later? How the brands play with you? Let’s explore from the story of Emma. She starts checking her work emails and ends up buying unnecessary things.
By Sajid about a year ago in Families
They Meant Well — But It Still Hurt
There’s a special kind of confusion that comes when the people who love you the most are also the ones who hurt you in small, invisible ways. Not because they want to — but because that’s the only language they know.
By Tavleen Kaurabout a year ago in Families
How to Stop Bringing Work Home
The line between work and personal life has not only blurred, it has often disappeared entirely. Slack pings echo into dinner, anxiety from home bleeds into client meetings, and we often find ourselves stuck in an endless loop of thinking about one thing while doing another. The result? Diminished focus, increased stress, and emotional exhaustion.
By Fred Bradfordabout a year ago in Families
DIVINE ENCOUNTER ON MOTHER'S DAY
Mother’s Day, May 11th fall on a Sunday, I, her only child at home did not organize any party for mama because I make her smile and feel loved everyday when am close to her.
By Irene Mugang Narewec about a year ago in Families
The Bench by the Lake
Every day for the past thirty years, Samuel had walked the same path down to the lake, just a few blocks from his small wooden house. He wasn’t the kind of man who needed much. A warm cup of tea in the morning, a light jacket on his back, and a good place to sit — that was enough for him.
By Sabirkhan171about a year ago in Families
Growing Up with Colourism in Brown Households
Growing up brown often means growing up in a house where the TV is always on, but the messages it sends are quietly shaping you. A skin-lightening commercial plays in the background. A distant relative compliments you with, “You’re looking fairer these days!” Your mom hands you a face pack, not because you asked for skincare, but because it has turmeric in it—"good for brightening."
By Tavleen Kaurabout a year ago in Families