All posts by Tuhina Verma Rasche
A lot of my recent writing and thoughts are about how I have a hard time being in spaces. I’m pulled in so many different directions. Being the child of immigrants and not knowing where my “home” is actually located has brought about a lot of mourning. I’m too American to fit into Indian spaces, … Continue reading A Deconstructed Poem to Help Reconstruct Your Sense of Being
Why I’m Going to the Protest
Written on August 25th on Facebook, the day before protests in San Francisco, CA. Posted on August 27th, the day of protests in Berkeley, CA. I am so fucking furious right now. People of color had been crying out for months. During the primaries. After the RNC. Leading up to the election. The United States, … Continue reading Why I’m Going to the Protest
You don’t get to tell me I’m over-reacting
Every day since the election was called has been an emotional pendulum swing. I have felt an overwhelming sense of love from those who have called, emailed, texted, and sat with me in my anger, fear, and grief. These have been messages of love and solidarity, words of apology, and words of comfort. On the … Continue reading You don’t get to tell me I’m over-reacting
A Hindu Priest, a Minister, & My Father’s Death Showed Me Resurrection
As the first year anniversary of my father’s death approaches, I have often thought of resurrection as the earth has journeyed around the sun in these days. I needed resurrection in those days when I saw my father, who I knew as a force of nature, wither down to skin and bones as cancer ate … Continue reading A Hindu Priest, a Minister, & My Father’s Death Showed Me Resurrection