Flowers surrounded the casket, and the casket was open. My grandmother Joginder Kaur looked like a doll-version of herself, a deep-pink chunni draped over still-black hair, her smile serene. We granddaughters spoke in turn, holding one another when tears caught in our throats. I read her a letter.
Joginder Kaur Gill, our sweet “Mummy Ji,” died surrounded by all her children and grandchildren at the age of 81 on Friday night.
Mummy Ji was born on October 22, 1929 to Hardial Singh and Pritam Kaur in Patiala in Punjab, British India. She married Captain Gurdial Singh Gill on October 10, 1945 (pictured), raised her family, and eventually followed them to Clovis, CA. Mummy Ji lived a disciplined and spiritual life. She began and… Continue Reading
The 1700% Project brilliantly captures the sense of cacophony and disorientation of post-9/11 violence for those who still live it — all in five minutes. Amazing artwork, advocacy, and storytelling rolled into one. Watch this video:
Today is Diwali, the festival of lights, celebrated by Hindus, Sikhs, and Jains around the world. Many know the story of Diwali in the Hindu tradition: Lord Rama returns home after slaying the demon-king Ravana, and the people joyously light the kingdom with diyas, oil lamps. In the Jain tradition, Diwali marks Mahavira’s attainment of moksha (527 BC). And in the Sikh tradition, Diwali marks yet another kind of return: Band Chhorh… Continue Reading
Sometimes I think of myself as the girl with a thousand eyes, seeing the world through kaleidoscope vision, or fragments of multiple lenses — legal, ethical, religious, somatic, political, personal. And so, in the effort to say more of “all that unsayable life,” I will share broken pieces of dreams, impressions, and memories on this blog too. Here’s number one.
A shattered world, shot through with light, the edges burn, and I catch… Continue Reading
It was the most soothing rally I had ever attended. 215,000 people on the mall, standing shoulder to shoulder, pressing in on all sides, and you had never seen a crowd so… calm. Even blocks away from the main stage, people were exceedingly pleasant to one another — no pushing, no shoving. They were happy to get a glimpse of the jumbo-trons, politely lowered their signs so that others could see, cheered on those who… Continue Reading
For the last year and a half, I’ve worked as part of a coalition of church leaders, residents, lawyers and fellow Yale law students to fight against racial profiling in East Haven, CT. I was proud to join them to announce our next major action: filing a civil rights lawsuit on behalf of our clients in federal court. Our press conference on television: