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 →
It was a typical, Monday morning as I forced myself to sip on the tasteless, instant coffee to stay awake. Suddenly, an email popped up on my screen that changed everything (dramatic, I know - but it really did). The college where I work was taking students on a trip as part of architect Zain Mustafa's... Continue Reading →
It wasn't everyday that a movie on rape is released in Pakistan. Nor was it everyday that I would go to watch a Pakistani movie, which was probably only once before in my life. Growing up in Saudi Arabia, I wasn't exposed to the Pakistani film industry as much nor was I particularly interested in... Continue Reading →
"I'm feeling kind of low and don't want to stay at home today. Do you want to check out Biennale?" My very old friend/sister from Riyadh asked. She was leaving for the US in a few days after living in Karachi for over six months. As a fellow TCK, it wasn't always easy to constantly... 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 →
It wasn't everyday that I would wake up early on a Saturday to meet someone who I had never met before. But that morning was different. I was new to the city and in an attempt to make friends, I had created a Whatsapp group of a few women who I had met on Facebook.... 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 →
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