When I look back at my childhood in Pakistan, I fondly remember the streets in my neighborhood bursting with color. From the vibrant red, green and yellow fabrics dangling in the windows of market stalls to the rickshaws and trucks covered in dazzing mules that zip past. Each one a moving canvas of culture.These bright colors were not just a passing thing in Pakistan. They were everywhere in the streets, trees, and even along the highways. For example, the buses in Melbourne are generally orange.I mean, we ...