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I’ve tried to visit the school/orphanage for 200 orphan children that CAI donors support in Damascus, Syria, twice last year, but something or another mars the trip. The impending one…

Kaka And Keema, And Clever Monkeys I recently find myself in Mumbai, India, a city I visit frequently. I’ve been visiting it since it was called Bombay, a bindas, badass…

I return to Dar es Salaam at the start of the holy month of Muharram. Yet another opportunity to partake in the remembrance and pay respect and honor Imam Hussein…

Botox Nightmares Sohail Abdullah, CEO of CAI, and I are in Lebanon once more, on our way to Damascus, Syria. Why would anyone in their right mind want to be…

Raisi Is Dead Mullah Mchungu looks at me listlessly, his dentures, with telltale signs of decay, grin at me idiotically. I am never sure if the grin is genuine or…

I find myself in India once more, right amid a general election. This does not affect me so much, except the immigration officer in Mumbai wants me digitally fingerprinted; this…

Pooja Has A Beef With Azaan I meet Pooja on my way to Dubai from Dar es Salaam; she occupies the seat beside mine. It is the 28th day of Ramadhan…

Allah Has Abandoned Us I return to Dar es Salaam from a trip to Pakistan and the Philippines dog-tired and weary, vowing not to sit on an aircraft or a…

Land Of Lychees / Nasty Najaf Land Of Lychees A break of a few days after my trip to Tanga and I find myself on my way to Madagascar. For…