The Fraught Identity of ‘Where’s the Party Yaar’
I get the melancholic task of laughing through my grief.
This is Sepia Tone, a column by Nadya Agrawal on growing up with films from the South Asian diaspora.
Where’s the Party Yaar? Yaar
Where’s the Party Yaar?Dude, Where’s the Party?
Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom
The PartyBlazing SaddlesThe Birdcage The Party The PartyThe Simpsons
Nadya Agrawal is a Brooklyn-based writer and editor. She founded Kajal Magazine and hosts the Cardamom Pod on Earios Network.
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