If Once More I Return to Kurdistan
If once more I return to Kurdistan, I will return differently. This reflection traces the distance between who I was as a teenager searching for Western modernity and who I am now—yearning instead for language, culture, and presence.
Welcome to Kurdistan: land of myth and magic
Arriving in Kurdistan for the first time by plane felt surreal. As the city lights shimmered below and an immigration officer welcomed us home, I stepped into a land I had carried with me since childhood—real, mythical, and filled with belonging.