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Sunday, September 27, 2015

Lessons from Roxane Gay

I've only been at UCLA a few days and I've already had an opportunity to attend a number of incredibly enriching and inspiring events. One of the best ones so far was a discussion hosted by Roxane Gay, the author of 'Bad Feminist'. This article on The Daily Bruin nicely encapsulates the key ideas that she raised, and guess what – yours truly was interviewed for the paper!
What's more important though is that there's a couple of things I learned during that short yet exciting talk that I would like to share with you all. I would often find myself trying to be an ally, but I guess Gay's position on this is much more reasonable: it's better to do away with the concept of allies altogether! Our society is laden with many long-standing problems, and it's incumbent upon all of us to deal with them and solve them. By calling ourselves allies we often distance ourselves from the shared responsibility as if we're somehow disconnected from the reality that people who are disenfranchised in one way or another live in. Another important point is that a lot of times, even within the feminist movement, those people who do not hold a position of privilege feel the necessity to somehow change and reinvent themselves to at least partly redeem the power that is rightfully theirs. And even if that change leads to what would be considered success, that too is unjust – the problem is not with the people on the receiving side of oppression, it's the ones who exercise their privilege and directly or indirectly support the oppressing side who really have to change.



Friday, September 18, 2015

Tyra the Dinosaur Ballerina

I am very excited to announce that you can now download my book ‘Tyra the Dinosaur Ballerina’ on iBooks Store (available for FREE in 51 countries). I wrote it about a year ago, inspired by a little child who had to find an answer to a very difficult question: who does she want to be when she grows up – a dinosaur or a ballerina? I am very happy that, through sheer serendipity, I got to work on this project together with a friend and an amazingly talented artist Teddy Mmasi. There is no doubt that her beautiful illustration along with my story will reach the audience that most needs it – the young and fearless explorers who will take the spirit of adventure and their infallible moral compass into their adult lives.

Illustration by Teddy Mmasi

You can download the book here: Tyra the Dinosaur Ballerina

Monday, September 14, 2015

The Frame

My life was like one empty frame
I'd been stuck in since birth
A motionless dull piece of film
No role, what's even worse
I tried to find that one way out
I threatened, yelled and screamed
But all those years had passed in vain
My movie wasn't screened

One lucky day a wind of change
Picked up that lifeless prison
I landed on a strip of film
It happened for a reason
There I belonged, and right away
Bright colors filled the frame
The movie now makes perfect sense
With credits and a name

That was the day when I met you
The happy grand premiere
I move along, propelled by love
I'm living now and here
There's no more acting, props and scripts
No farce and no pretending
And now I hope the film I live
Will have a happy ending

Saturday, September 12, 2015

Never Forget

I was exploring lower Manhattan today and kept coming back to the Ground Zero area, magnetized by the overpowering energy oozing from the spot, all the while tears welling up in my eyes.
I remember that day 14 years ago. I was a kid, fresh into the second grade. I got to school and learned that something had happened. We had a minute of silence, a solemn moment I will never forget. It must have been the first time I truly realized, felt rather, how we're all united, and that no matter how many thousands of miles are between us, we all want the same simple thing – living a peaceful life and knowing that you and your family and friends will get back from work tonight and tomorrow and every day after that. For a kid my age it was an especially valuable realization.
Being in New York City today felt really special and very emotional. I deeply connected with the poignant sentiment that was in the air all over the place. There's a pool near the 9/11 Memorial Museum with the victims' names inscribed on the bronze panels around it. I spent quite a while standing there, the water flowing down the sides and into the dark drain at the bottom, soothingly splashing and bringing about the memories. Later in the evening I observed another well-known tribute – two bold beams of light rising and piercing the night skies, solemn and resilient, their powerful message as clear as the memories they evoke – we shall rebuilt, we shall become even stronger, and we shall never forget.

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