The Jew, the Copt and the Yazidi
March 4, 2015
I’ll get to those three in a minute but first, let me tell you what a Muslim friend said to me a couple of months ago.
Gina Nahai
Every nation is many nations
February 4, 2015
I’m sitting with three other people in a narrow booth in a bustling cafe in Manhattan.
From Tehran to Tel Aviv
November 12, 2014
So there we were, two Israelis, an Iranian Jew and an Iranian Muslim, all writers, sitting on a stage at the New York Public Library’s Stephen A. Schwarzman building.
Excerpt from: “The Luminous Heart of Jonah S.”
October 8, 2014
An excerpt from:“The Luminous Heart of Jonah S.” by Gina B. Nahai, (Akashic Books).
Coming to terms with ‘need’ this Yom Kippur
October 1, 2014
It’s not that I’m greedy and want too much, there’s just a whole lot out there that I need, for myself and my family and even for the dog, Gus, that my kids brought home last year because they needed a dog, so they rescued him from the animal shelter in Van Nuys, for $650, and when I asked why they had to pay so much money for a rescue dog, they said this one was especially cute and the shelter auctioned him and we had to outbid everyone else because we felt Gus needed to be ours.
Hallowed ground
May 28, 2014
In the student lounge behind the North Campus cafeteria at UCLA, the Romanian woman with frosted hair and one too many boyfriends smoked red Marlboros and spun tall tales about how her mother had walked, barefoot and pregnant, across a frozen continent and away from Nicolae Ceausescu’s killers to freedom in America.
You can have fun when you die
April 2, 2014
“So, what do you do?” the doctor asks. “When?” I answer.
What lies beneath
January 8, 2014
I don’t mean to alarm the global scientific community, but I feel I have an obligation, in these nascent days of 2014, to share a potentially disturbing finding I came upon at the end of last year.
Counting almonds
December 4, 2013
Turns out, I have a natural handicap when it comes to eating like normal people. My daughter discovered this when she was in elementary school and forever engaged in a war of attrition over food.
My last Halloween
October 30, 2013
These days it creeps up on me like an ache — the occasional pumpkin in a front yard, the synthetic cobwebs in trees, the subtle turn in the weather and, yes, there’s that feeling in the pit of my stomach, the hollowness of those dreams in which you’re lost in a white tunnel, with nowhere to go but forward, though you know that every step will take you farther away from home.
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