I remember vividly being an early 20-something year old carrying a fiery passion to change the world with me at all times. I remember having passionate debates with friends on why we need to care about global poverty! …

No matter where I turn, I can’t look away: Punjab Farmers Protests — nine months and counting. 300 deaths. Weathering storms, censorship, abuse. Yet, they still stand united. I see images of men in their 60s — maybe older. Men who look like my grandpa, and my friends’ grandpa. …

I watched about 20 seconds of the video of George Floyd before I had to turn it off, the overwhelming sadness and injustice of the incident was too much for me. I was pulled in several directions. First I was filled with guilt as I recognize my immense privilege at…