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Shan Anwar

Hello again denizens of Chowk, the original weblog. Shalom from old New York, home of the Republican National Convention, a city that is at once both cliche and revelation.

I fancy myself a writer, but work in investment banking to support the habit. Some of my work has appeared in print in Ego magazine and the New York Daily News, and on-line at sulekha.com and liberality.org.

I invite correspondence, though any negative e-mails will be stared at menacingly with hateful intent. My addy is shan[dot]anwar[at]gmail[dot]com.

March 3, 2005


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Articles by Shan Anwar

You are Not Ready for Desilicious

Shan Anwar Mar 3, 2005 interacts: 12 Views: 6771

In a city long past “firsts”, it is New York’s first social space for queer desis to party amongst their own. In doing so, they have defied the accumulated traditions and prejudices of their native and adopted lands.

Conversations with the Indignant Dead

Shan Anwar May 10, 2000 interacts: 18 Views: 4091

I remember two things about my father before he shot himself

Die 90’s, Die

Shan Anwar Dec 30, 1998 interacts: 8 Views: 3290

All is not lost however... the Spice Girls almost broke up

The Complete Desi Step-By-Step Guide to Filling Out Your Census Form

Shan Anwar May 6, 1998 interacts: 8 Views: 3813

C’mon now, tell me who are you really?

Water Buffaloes

Shan Anwar Mar 30, 1998 interacts: 26 Views: 5744

...I could probably use a shave, but I’ve got on this outrageously expensive shirt from the A/X that makes up for any other visual short-comings.

Climate Controlled

Shan Anwar Mar 1, 1998 interacts: 6 Views: 4129

The stench of poverty, was real,unfiltered, emanating from the open sewers, over which, now, a dark, naked child smiles, squats.


Shan  Anwar

Shan Anwar

  • Articles on Chowk: 6
  • First article: Mar 1, 1998
  • Latest article: Mar 3, 2005
  • Times read on Chowk: 27838

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