I was born in Dharamsala, India, a place that serves as the heart of the Tibetan exile community. Growing up in a home where every conversation was laced with stories of our resistance, resilience, and hope, I understood from an early age what it meant to be Tibetan in exile. When I moved to New York City, that understanding took on a new dimension. The 23-hour journey from India to the U.S. marked not just a geographic shift but a transition in my identity. In America, I had to learn how to ...
