I’m back! Don’t ask how long for because every time I announce my hiatus is over, it really isn’t but I do have a plethora of excuses reasons for my silence on t’ ‘press. On Monday, we returned to Qatar after a very loooong 7 weeks in the UK. We were the last people we… Read More Greener Grass and Silver Linings
We went to The Mall of Qatar the other day, I spotted an artificial blossom tree which made me realise: it is officially May. I have this single, disconnected memory where I recall being very young, sitting on the floor and holding what I can only guess now must’ve been a deck of cards. The… Read More Month of Me/May
I have been slacking a little on the blogging front. It’s not that I have nothing to write about, in fact, for a variety of reasons, I’m functioning at a veerrrryy slow pace. The weather is heating up. It’s 35 degrees as I write this and the thought of doing anything after a long day… Read More Not on Strike
First off let me begin by saying a BIG THANK YOU to all you lovely readers and new subscribers. I hadn’t anticipated this much traffic to my page after being featured on Discover, it is very humbling. I was nominated last week (I think? It’s exam season so I have no concept of time) for this award… Read More Sunshine Blogger Award
Earlier this week it was International Women’s Day and like all other days – Mother’s day, Father’s day, Independence day – it was difficult to acknowledge the day let alone engage in any discussions. You see, my problem isn’t with the day nor with those who celebrate it, my problem is with the fight. Commemorative… Read More I’m an oppressed Muslim woman?
The cursor blinks expectantly. You wonder, shall I begin with I ‘returned’ home or I’ve been ‘away’ from home? At the airport, we try muting our pain through feeble consolations. You will be back next summer, it’s just a year. No. I have holidays in January. That’s good… I’ll be back before you know… Read More Homeless daughters of a hybrid diaspora
Dear Zoya, Some people make it a passtime to make your life difficult, to constantly oppress you and no I’m not being dramatic by using that word. I mean it in its truest sense. You know those bullies who treat you like dirt because they know you can’t retaliate? You feel as though you can’t… Read More Messages from 2016