Culture and Education

Why I came to Kurdistan

Why I came to Kurdistan I came to Kurdistan to meet those who survived persecutions while the world was silent Not expats who have only learned “choni, bashi, supas” after one year I came to Kurdistan to lear...

The Power of Words – Sama Dizayee

This past week I was fortunate enough to spend 6 days galavanting around the United Kingdom, exploring only a tiny fraction of all that is explorable- and who better did I have the pleasure of doing so with tha...

Bleeding Wounds: Scars of a Peshmerga

For as long as I can remember, I always loved sitting and conversing with elders. I'd rather learn about my families struggle and journey that led to where we are today, than keep up with gossip and whats in st...

Slemani In The Snow

This morning I woke up to find that overnight a thick blanket of snow had fallen across Slemani and its province. Without much thinking, I packed my camera bag and decided to explore my first ever encounter wit...

Iraq, Not In My Name

On 12th anniversary of toppling Saddam In February 2003, one of the most hypocritical gatherings in humankind’s history took place in London. Millions took advantage of Britain’s freedom and democracy, marching...

Books of the Year 2014

Reviewers and Writers choose their favourite books from the past 12 months, London Evening Standard, 20th November 2014 Sarah Sands (journalist with Evening, Daily Telegraph and 2005 editor of Sunday Telegraph...

Echoes of my mother

Memories of my elementary school days consisted of a reoccurring theme: role models. Teachers would always ask, “Who is your role model?” At the tender age of 10, the concept of role models and mentors was alie...

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