by Prasanta | Mar 29, 2023 | Belonging, culture, Identity, Immigrant, Immigrant Stories, Loneliness
I finished the manuscript! What manuscript, you ask? The one I’m writing! My first nonfiction book. This is the manuscript, all printed out. I turned it in some weeks ago, and soon I’ll get my edits and revisions back. : ) It’s hard work, but good...
by Prasanta | Dec 10, 2022 | Belonging, Identity, Immigrant, Immigrant Stories
What do we see when we look at othersβ faces? We notice the outward appearance, whether we wish to or not. Skin color, eye color, clothing, and so on, are apparent features that are obvious and difficult to pretend we do not see. What we cannot see or know from the...
by Prasanta | Apr 4, 2022 | Becoming Whole, Belonging, Community, culture, Diversity, Identity, Immigrant Stories, Journey, Podcast Guest, Purpose, race, The Mudroom
I was honored to share at The Mudroom Blog Podcast last week! If you missed my post. Of Thorns and Belonging, you can read it here. To listen to part of my journey, with background information on the article, I invite you to listen to the podcast here. It was a joy...
by Prasanta | Mar 30, 2022 | Becoming Whole, Belonging, culture, Healing, Identity, Immigrant Stories, Immigration
βYour Taskβ Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. Protecting A long wind brushes its fingers through the trees in a stretched whisper. It moves angrily, shakes and...
by Prasanta | Feb 3, 2020 | Immigrant Stories, Immigration, Racial issues, Uncategorized
It was another typical hot, sunny, Southern day. I felt the red clay beneath my feet heating up like hot coals. We were outdoors for recess, in a softball field, and no one else could hear the conversation, far out of earshot of the teacher on duty. My classmate...
by Prasanta | Nov 14, 2018 | Community, Encouragement, Family, Friendship, Gifts, Growing up the South, Identity, Immigrant Stories, Life, Loss, Memories, Stories about home, Thankfulness, Uncategorized
Gently the dark comes down over the wild, fair places, The whispering glens in the hills, the open, starry spaces; Rich with the gifts of the night, sated with questing and dreaming, We turn to the dearest of the paths where the star of the homelight is gleaming....
by Prasanta | Jun 4, 2018 | Identity, Immigrant Stories, Immigration, Uncategorized
Names tell us who we are and where we belong. For years, I lamented the fact I did not have a simple American nickname to make life easier, for you and me both…Β Read the rest of my post today at The Mudroom Blog: See, Say, Spell, Repeat *picture...
by Prasanta | Dec 2, 2016 | Faith, Immigrant Stories, Immigration, Journey, Memoir
Born in another country, in a lush, diverse land that boasts the Himalayas and verdant teaΒ hills, I was very sick. My parents placed me in a Christian hospital as a newborn,Β the Frances Newton Mission Hospital in Ferozepur, India. (Many years ago, when I visited, we...
