“The sound of longing for the Lebanese mountains” and “the voice of the human condition” are only two of the descriptions used by the Lebanese

TriBeCa. Lower Manhattan, New York. Saturday, mid afternoon. A group of tourists, complete with cameras and guidebooks, stop my boyfriend and I and ask us

We had a delightful conversation a few days ago. That Friday I made shit at work, and I was in a terrible mood, of course,

My heart was filled with surprise and joy at the same time. The floor was filled with colorful chalk paintings, with colors so vivid as

Religious bigotry and bias has caused infinite pain and horror throughout the history. Wars have begun and much blood has been shed in the name

I suddenly jump out of a trance as my inner-thoughts are abruptly phased out when I hear the pleasant sound of a piano tune, a

After twenty days in Tehran, where the average square footage per person is so nominal that it must violate some human rights rules somewhere, you

It has been several years now that I have reached the conclusion that men should give up the power of ruling the world and instead

Dear Iranian men in the USA, I've heard and read many bad things said about you by Western-educated Iranian women. They have valid points, however.

“What's wrong with you people, blowing yourselves up and all?” Dave blasted. “I mean what makes a person do it? Religion? Poverty? Lack of education?”