Ramadan Notes, Mumbai 2023

In the wee hours of the morning a stretch of eateries opens to cater to the Ramadan faithful in Asalfa and Sai Naka along the Metro line, which is a glimpse into commonalities of faith which stitch communities the Ummah over. Modernity is stopped in the tracks for a month when faith and family take over, temporalities and spatial configurations jostle for space within the mainstream imagination.

Equity in Evaluation Landscapes Report

Very rarely one gets the opportunity to represent migrant workers and refugee communities in a room of twelve nonprofits from Cameroon to Argentina to Malaysia to discuss Equity in Evaluation Landscape towards a landmark report by Praxis and Global Change Center commissioned by the Ford Foundation. We were in Johannesburg a few months ago. Looking forward to the public report next month.

Thank you very much Adrian Pereira Sir Ann Beatrice Madam and the North South Initiative Team for the opportunity to bring muted voices to the funder community.

In Solidarity!

PS: I am a third-generation migrant who is perennially on the move from the Gulf to SE Asia unlike academics who theorize migration on the pathos of helpless workers and refugees.

Writing Lembu Road

One of the ways I think of the ways one writes about migration from the extraction oriented lens of academic theorising is the non appreciation of lived experiences of workers to publish in journals such as Geoforum. One scholar called Desker road or the migrant worker space on Lembu Road in Singapore as Bordered Security Scapes, where Bangladeshi migrants gather on a Sunday to gather, break Iftar and meet friends.

For me a second generation migrant and non scholar, the Lembu Road space is one of joy and celebration and of celebrating humanity. Every migrant knows that they are under the loving gaze of the cctv camera.

Privileged lens does impact how one writes about bachelor bodies in bordered security scapes (Loong 2018) (Ye 2014).

Dhondo is Rokro.

The hardest job in any business, particularly in a start-up, is revenue generation, which is the real product market fit. Bringing the money to the table is the most challenging and those who can build profitable businesses are stars and will paradoxically never be out of a job.

Back to Writing the Indian Ocean.

The PhD coursework phase at NUS was immensely enriching; however, I needed a pause to recalibrate my scholarly agenda and to find the writer in me back again. After 9 months of a writing break of sorts, i realized that writing is a whole of the body experience where the vision, research agenda and the will to strive need to align.

I write as a professional services entrepreneur each day, and finding the joy in the words that one writes is something which I had lost. The break has helped. I look forward to writing a PhD again, this time in something I love and have the wherewithal to do excellent work.

In the last nine months, I have traveled the entire city of Bombay, and have visited Delhi, Pune, and Johannesburg and engage with issues of migration in the Indian Ocean deeply. As i was having Baida Roti at Bade Miya at Fort the other day in search of an Arab Bombay, I am eating the popular mutton Murtabak in SE Asia, a Hadrami import to the region.

The waters do connect us via the plate, even if contemporary politics just in a temporary amnesia. The effective networks of food connect us beyond what the national defines us to be. However, I am no theorist, as a supervisor once quipped.