Mohsin Hamid, Globalisation and Faith (Part II)

[Read Part I.] Note: A lot of my thoughts have shifted since I wrote Part I three months ago and began jotting down my thoughts in this Part II. A lot of revelation: my initial inkling that my faith and globalisation was related… well, I was spot on. In fact, the link is neither tenuous… Continue reading Mohsin Hamid, Globalisation and Faith (Part II)

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White Jesus? Black Jesus? What About Japanese Jesus?

Two weeks ago, I was walking around the inside of Nantes Cathedral in France, admiring as I always do the magnificent architecture, from the towering pillars to the grandiose shrines to the intricate detailing, every curve and edge gently and deftly carved by the hands of craftsmen hundreds of years ago (one can only imagine… Continue reading White Jesus? Black Jesus? What About Japanese Jesus?

Review: ‘The Cross Over Asia’ by Bishop Stephen Neill (1948)

At the beginning of February on a day off, I took the train into Newcastle. Frustratingly, the city doesn't have very many secondhand bookshops—a decent number of charity shops, however, with a decent selection of books—but a quick Google search resulted in one I hadn't visited before: Books for Amnesty. It was a cool, crisp… Continue reading Review: ‘The Cross Over Asia’ by Bishop Stephen Neill (1948)

Mohsin Hamid, Globalisation and Faith (Part I)

I’ve found a new favourite author: Mohsin Hamid. I read The Reluctant Fundamentalist last October after finding out about it via Riz Ahmed, an actor famous for his roles in Four Lions and Rogue One, who’d written a hilarious, terrifying and profound essay, ‘Typecast as a terrorist’, about his difficulties passing through airport immigration first… Continue reading Mohsin Hamid, Globalisation and Faith (Part I)

You Wouldn’t Like Me When I’m Angry

I almost never get angry. I’m relatively patient, tolerant and forgiving. Yes, I am an emotional person, but it’s more in mirth or travail, characterised either by joy-infused laughter or all-things-breaking-apart wails. Anger is something quite foreign, comprising an infinitesimal range on my spectrum of tendentious emotions (somewhere between 1–5%). I almost never get angry.… Continue reading You Wouldn’t Like Me When I’m Angry