Posts tagged "Borders"
The Men are Bigger and the Women are Louder: a Chechen Expat on Chechnya

The Men are Bigger and the Women are Louder: a Chechen Expat on Chechnya

Chechens might not be from the Czech Republic, as many believed following the horrific April 15 bombings in Boston. But there are some Chechens in Turkey. They might be far from their ravaged homeland, but Chechens in Turkey still feel the need to keep a low profile. In Istanbul, their community has faced assassinations carried...
The Wounds Cannot Heal

The Wounds Cannot Heal

It is not just the families of the victims of the Uludere massacre who still feel the pain of their loss. The whole village is affected by the bombings, which occurred just over a year ago, on December 28, 2011. But the pain of the entire community can be seen in each of their stories....
Life Across the Street from a Civil War

Life Across the Street from a Civil War

HATAY PROVINCE, TURKEY — One of the main Muslim holidays, Eid al-Adha, came at the end of October. During the massive fireworks and celebrations all around Turkey, fighting continued in Syria despite hopes for a cease fire. Even though the Turkish military is playing a more visible role by the border, the trust in the...
Stories of Migration and Globalization from the Subcontinent

Stories of Migration and Globalization from the Subcontinent

Zurich – Dubai On a recent flight from Zurich to Dubai, I had a couple from Switzerland sitting next to me going on their honeymoon to Réunion. They asked me where they could find the movies in German. They wouldn’t understand English, not to mention have any interest in the selection of Arab, Hindi, Telugu,...
Fifteen Deaths at Seven Kilometers

Fifteen Deaths at Seven Kilometers

  It was late April 2011. The air in Belbulak, the Almaty satellite city we temporarily called home, was coarse with burning garbage. Dust hung along the unpaved roads. The refuse of the winter’s toss-in-the-snow disposal system was emerging rotted and unclaimed. The smell through town was enough enough to turn our eyes watery and to...
Several Loud Cracks in an Almaty Bazaar

Several Loud Cracks in an Almaty Bazaar

On the lowest level of the largest bazaar in Almaty sits a small, unassuming restaurant. A square window and a lone door are the only things marking the business from the rows of nut vendors and thrift marts flanking the eatery. The interior’s not much more memorable: white-washed walls, a handful of tables, and a...
Yüksekova and the Forty Thieves

Yüksekova and the Forty Thieves

A printable version (.pdf) of this article is available here. An earlier version of this article had a misattributed quoted included. That quote has since been removed because of the error. YÜKSEKOVA –  As my host pours me tea, he asks me, “do you see how white this sugar is?”It’s Iranian, much more pure, so...