I approached my 30th birthday with the typical trepidation associated with the occasion: I lamented all I hadn't accomplished; I surveyed my face for crevices. Midnight was marked with friends and cupcakes. I fielded the requisite phone calls and flowers at work, and had dinner with 15 friends who braved...

After the Slumdog boom, Bollywood has become more Hollywood -- and looks like it's in America to stay. What does that mean for people who grew up with it?

"So, your last name's Khan, huh?" a guy at work asked out of the blue one day. Though we'd always smiled...

When I was a kid I, like millions of other children across America, ardently believed in Santa Claus.

The problem? That persnickety detail that I'm Muslim. Oh, and that I happened to be living in Saudi Arabia at the time.

There I was, in a desert nation, mere miles from...

A few years ago, I approached my desk after a morning meeting and was greeted by giant glossy color images of donuts, burgers, ice cream, and french fries plastered on the wall of my cubicle.

This was my then-boss's charming way of helping me ring in in the first day...