I first learnt about Nicholas Kristof when The New York Times retweeted one of Kristof's photographs. The photo was of two Somalian children, the older one holding a jug for the other one to drink water from. "Somalis helping Somalis," Kristof had stated in the tweet....

There is not a single week that goes by for me without hearing a statement like, "Oh, but I don't think what you do is very healthy." People give me the same old arguments: As humans, we have been eating meat for millions of years. Plants feel pain, too. Eating...

A trans-Canada, transatlantic, trans-Europe flight from the Pacific Cost is needed to reunite me with my friends in the Middle East. But what can fill in the half-the-globe gap? I can't help but think of Facebook's login page, the background with mug-shot silhouettes of men and women from every continent,...

After moving to Canada eight months ago, my encounter with people has always, with a few exceptions, consisted of questions about my name and nationality, followed by a compliment on my English.

"Where did you learn to speak? At school?"

"Mostly extracurricular classes," is my usual answer.

In Iran, these...