Tag: Community
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On familiarity and curiosity
Having moved back into my childhood home after two years of living in single floor residences, I’m realizing how grateful I am to live in a space with stairs. Their impact on my day is astounding; the steps are where my family puts our shoes on in the morning, where (according to my parents) I’d…
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The celebration equation
My sister moved from our home in Canada to the United States two months ago. In the excitement of her new beginnings, I’d forgotten to prepare myself for my new beginning; the one where we no longer had the same definition of home. As Diwali approaches, I find myself thinking about what it means to…
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Showing Up
I started commuting to school from my childhood home this year. At first, it felt exhausting. I’d get off of the busy subway only to get onto the busy train and then the busy highway. I also started to feel like I’d joined this “institution” of downtown Toronto-bound commuters. Observing the rhythmic behaviours of the…