Third Culture Kids: My Original Poem 3

Third Culture Kid (TCK)

I am a TCK.
I was diagnosed last semester,
by my Cross-Cultural Communications professor.
I did not know previously that
my condition had a formal name.
I am a TCK.
Born in Pakistan,
Raised in America.
I am a TCK.
When I travel to Pakistan,
I am the target of (sometimes) unwanted attention.
I am the foreigner,
an object to be observed,
I am a TCK.
When I am in America,
I am viewed as symbol of diversity.
I am a minority,
another shade of brown,
I am a TCK.
I have an American accent,
but I don’t shy from speaking Urdu in public.
I am a TCK.
I can be confused.
How do I identify myself?
Often times, both the places I belong to
see me as a stranger.
I am a TCK.
I have to sometimes fight
to belong,
but its worth it.
I am a TCK.
Because I get the best of both worlds.
I feel lucky
to have experienced two different
I am a TCK.
I wouldn’t trade either identities
for another.
I am a TCK.
I am an American-Pakistani.
I am proud.


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Back to Mesopotamia

Hello everyone,
January 29, 2014, 7:45PM Eastern USA Time.

It has been 9 days since I have returned home to the Good Ol’ US of A and the jet leg is slowly wearing off. Because I started school and work right after I came back (back to reality!), I have been unable to post the rest of my trip stories and photos. My apologies!
So I’m going to try to start getting back into the routine of regular blogging, but first I wanted to share this post that has been saved on my phone for days… I hope you like it and feel free to comment with your thoughts/correct me if any of my information is wrong…constructive criticism is welcome :)


Despite a delay at Doha airport and then a longer-than-usual flight path, I arrived back in the States on Monday, January 20th. The plane ride over this time was more scenic than the last. We flew over the Middle East, specifically Iraq, and the landscapes I saw from the plane were magnificent: mountains, deserts, flat lands, and rivers.

Because it was day time wherever we went, I could clearly see below me as we flew over what used to be Mesopotamia (that AP world history class did teach me something!). There was a river that was so big that it was visible from the height we were at (maybe 30,000+ feet?) and this river just did not seem to end. After a moment of putting two and two together, I realized it had to be either the Tigris or the Euphrates River.
After checking the airplane map, I found that my presumption was correct (yay)! We were indeed flying above Iraq and we were near the Euphrates.

Attached are aerial view photos from above the Middle East/Iraq/the Euphrates River.

If you recognize any of the landmarks or geographical areas in these photos please comment below and let me know.

Camera: iPhone 5




The above pictures are what I suppose to be the Euphrates River snaking around.



The above pictures are of the desert, mountains of sand (I believe?), and more mountains. I apologize for my illiteracy in geographical terms.


This picture above is of some flatlands in the same area. It was magnificent how one region was home to such a variety of landscapes.

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Saddar, Rawalpindi

Just went out for a quick shopping trip to Saddar, Rawalpindi.

Saddar can be considered a shopping hub and downtown of Rawalpindi. Here you can find hundreds of stores and shops along with restaurants and sweet shops. You name it you got it!

Camera: Nikon D5200

A road in Saddar Rawalpindi


A line if three taxis in yellow and black wait outside a shopping center for their passengers to return




The above picture features Rickshaws, a three wheel vehicle used to transport the public. They are usually decorated to the Driver’s taste. 

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The Journey Begins

After 7 years, my journey back to the homeland finally begins on December 28, 2013.

I am more than ready to indulge in a variety of poor airline food; it will be worth it. As I browse through the selection of old movies and television shows in the small screen on the back of the Qatar Airways seat in front of me, all I will be able to envisage is the dilapidated buildings, uneven and bumpy roads that I left behind long ago. Many people are only conscious of what they see from the outskirts. But it is all only a matter of perception. Through this blog, I will escort and lead you on a journey through my home, Pakistan, its history and what lays beyond the exterior.

Camera: Nikon D5200




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Welcome to the Travel and Photography blog of…. M:

I am excited to begin my travels this winter break to Rawalpindi, Pakistan where I was born and raised. I hope to share with you, through photographs, the places I go and the people I meet.

Will try to keep it simple and let the pictures speak for themselves.