Mon 4 Feb 2008
Just finished reading ‘Persepolis’, the story of a girl’s childhood in Iran.
Education and recognition flowed through my reading. I learned of Islamic revolution while the nitty-gritty of living in a crowded, economically stratified third world country resonated.
I was reminded of who I was, who I am, why I became. Wondered what would have become had I grown up as Marji.