Moving to a new city can be quite daunting as you learn to navigate your way across different areas. But moving to a city you are already very familiar with is a completely different scenario. The main reason is that you begin to start taking things for granted. Here is why: It is the simple... Continue Reading →
It has been a month and I haven't been following my so called New Years resolution. I don't really believe in them, but I tend to make small personal promises to myself. One of them was to write more about my experiences. I love to express myself through the written word and I feel that... Continue Reading →
The morning I wore my older sister's shirt to school is still etched in my mind. At the time, it felt like the best decision I had made that day as I walked into school. I had a different air of confidence in my strides. As I came towards the assembly line where my classmates... Continue Reading →
Today was my father's first day at his part time job in Pakistan. It felt surreal when I saw him this morning with a collar shirt, tie and his brown leather briefcase. The memories of our 25 years in Riyadh were flashing through my mind as I watched him cutting walnuts into his cereal bowl... Continue Reading →
Hello world! It has been hectic since the last few weeks and I haven't been able to dedicate as much time to my blog. But I have a very reasonable and exciting explanation that I would like to share with you all. My mom has started designing modest clothing for women including loungewear! I am... Continue Reading →
"Why are there so many wires tangled from poles across this city?", my dad said in a frustrated tone. We had recently moved from Riyadh to Karachi and this was the only thing I had heard him complain about. As an electrical engineer, it was no surprise that this bothered him. It was in that... Continue Reading →
"Did you hear about Nouman Ali Khan?", my sister asked as we were chatting on Whatsapp. "No, I haven't. What's going on?", I asked her. I couldn't even begin to imagine what she was going to tell me. When she shared the news about the ongoing scandal of his "inappropriate interactions" with women, I was... Continue Reading →
Work. Eat. Gym. Sleep. These are the four components of my life - very typical and nothing out of the ordinary. Did you notice what was missing? Yes, you guessed it right - I don't have any friends. My social life is almost non-existent in Karachi. As I was sitting in my car after coming... Continue Reading →
Cee...Emm...Oh...Enn (CMON)! My cousin said, as she impatiently nudged me to ask our parents the much awaited question. It was the summer of 1998 - the year our lives changed. McDonald's had finally opened it's doors in Karachi. We were visiting from Riyadh those days and whenever we would pass by the golden arches, it... Continue Reading →
"She is throwing up, move away quickly!", my fellow classmates said on my second day of starting at my new school in Riyadh. It was a dreadfully embarrassing moment for me to display all of my insides during assembly. To be fair, it was a lot to digest. I had moved to Manarat Al-Riyadh school... Continue Reading →
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