The weeks he is not here at home are always hard on me—concern brings about nights with less sleep and days with more pensive hours. As I have turned my thoughts and efforts to more organized and structured academic work, surveying and taking stock of what has consumed my thoughts over the years, I see clear threads in the complex tapestry of my life. My work, my passion, my efforts have always been focused on giving a voice and space to those shunted aside, those who are not often afforded an opportunity to speak up against the injustices they endure because the wrongs that harmed them masquerade behind euphemisms and societal norms.

The weeks he is not here at home are always hard on me—concern brings about nights with less sleep and days with more pensive hours. As I have turned my thoughts and efforts to more organized and structured academic work, surveying and taking stock of what has consumed my thoughts over the years, I see clear threads in the complex tapestry of my life. My work, my passion, my efforts have always been focused on giving a voice and space to those shunted aside, those who are not often afforded an opportunity to speak up against the injustices they endure because the wrongs that harmed them masquerade behind euphemisms and societal norms.

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