Cover Photo: Grey Hair and a Bouquet of Red Roses in Delhi’s Airport by Geeta Raj

Grey Hair and a Bouquet of Red Roses in Delhi’s Airport

The awkward, confusing, beautiful, surprising, untethering experience of reuniting with my father.

“I just don’t know. I don’t even know what I just told you. It doesn’t even seem real to me. I don’t think I’ll see him. I doubt he checks his email.”

  1. Hmmm… don’t I have a father somewhere in India?
  2. Hmmm… don’t I have his email address somewhere?
  3. Hmmmm…. let me try and email him.

But the man in grey pants and a grey jacket with grey hair holding a bouquet of roses covering his face had moved his eyes past me. Ok so it wasn't him. I walked towards the taxi stand. The man in grey didn't turn around to watch where I was going.

I’m a humanitarian aid worker and an entrepreneur in global education and ed/tech. USAID to starting The Global Sleepover. 

I’m strong at: accessible education, being nontraditional, strategy, creative writing, design and applying my imagination and creativity. Have lived and worked in 7 countries- from Bosnia and Herzegovina to Colombia to the UK and places in-between – with the added privilege of having worked in the two newest countries in the world: South Sudan and Kosovo. 

On my list: masafir, qawali, writing, dance, accessible education, being free and staying in my orbit.