The American Dream & My Muslim Identity
On a chilly and freezing evening of December 1989, my parents migrated from Pakistan to the land of opportunity when their plane landed at John F. Kennedy Airport in New York. At that moment, our Muslim family had been offered a better and serene life full of opportunities in the United States of America. Settled in Virginia since, from kindergarten up to George Mason University and being the eldest of four, I went through all kinds of vicissitudes of life where I experienced