"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 →
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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