The Inebriated Fangirl: Partition.
My mother met her first Pakistani when she moved to Minneapolis with my father. She had lived her entire life within a few hours of the Pakistan border, and had never so much as laid eyes on a Pakistani national before. And in freezing cold Minnesota, half a world away from home, she found herself…
I remember moving from Saudi, where we hung out with the Indians, to Pakistan, where the textbooks blamed them for everything.