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Ahh. All you Hispanic-haters reblogging this, TQM.
Maybe chills isn’t the right word—-more of a shudder
#and a gag or two
not yet. 7 more days!
Dicen las abuelas que el clavo molido aplicado con algodón en la zona que te duele desaparece el dolor. Si vives en Estados Unidos búsca Clove Oil, es lo mismo.
ohhh. voy a tratarlo, gracias! xo
I have had thisawfulpain. I’m sure it’s my wisdom tooth coming in (one already came in). My job contract is up today which means I’ll be uninsured for a week. I’ve already been self medicating with pain pills, liquor and beer.
Urdustan is now out, available for $9.00 in PRINT only. It is a collection of short stories about South Asians—punks, vampires, deafies, etc. There are seven stories in total. Please visit Urdustan for a summary and a short review by Jean-Marc, a musician based in Brussels, Belgium (the world’s very FIRST review of Urdustan).
Seven stories, four nations, one people.
Whether it’s a slaughterhouse in the East End of London or a run-down hotel in the holy city of Al-Madinah, a tiny township in Northern Michigan or a fishing village on the Bay of Bengal in India, people yearn for the same thing in common–life–to experience life and to feel alive.
Urdustan tells the stories of North Indians and Pakistanis; Muslims and Hindus; Desi Americans and British Asians. All come from the same land yet each leads a different life and tells a different story; each shares the desire to experience love and friendship, the insatiable urge to connect to others on a human level.
Urdustan reveals multiple personalities of the South Asian diaspora that are often ignored. The stories are richly interwoven with different characters from many walks of life–Hasidic Jews, African Americans, punks, deaf teens, gay males, and even supernatural creatures such as vampires and angels. Romance, horror, racism, homophobia, audism, love, death, spirituality, fantasy, friendship all play important factors in the storytelling of Urdustan. Each story is a small reflection of the greatly diverse world we live in and call our home.
# REPPIN D.I.Y SELF-PUBLISHED DESI / DEAF / MUSLIM / PUNK AUTHORS
Reblogging to remind myself to buy this later.
A reminder to all: check out my new book URDUSTAN: A Collection of Short Stories. I’ve sold copies to people all over the world. It’s just for $10, get yourself a copy and meet Desi Muslim punks, an Indian vampire in London, a Hasidic Jew in Brooklyn, and a broken-hearted Pakistani housewife in Texas. ALL $TORIES ‘N’ TALES WRITTEN BY ME
ahhhh! Just bought my copy!
literally gives me chills. I hate it so so so so much.
Just one of those things.
spent another entire work day on Tumblr.
and I keep trying to plant these ideas in his head. So far, he’s given me control of the backyard (I’m building two raised beds, and putting a hanging herb garden on the back fence), but I want to take dancing lessons with him.
He got all cute and talked about how hard it is for him to go up to strangers.
Today he texted me, we have a cousin who teaches salsa in San Diego.
lol father daughter bonding ftw