On living far from your family and finding little connections.

Living so far from our families is at the back of my mind a lot and since Anya was little, I have tried to find little ways to bring their presence into the routine of our daily lives. It is a tiny little way to say that even though we don’t get to see them…

Read More

With car troubles came perspective.

Last week on the way back from your gymnastics class, while you were upset at me for eating the last pizza slice, I realized something was wrong with the car. After stopping the car on the side of the road, I called roadside assistance as you nagged me from the backseat to unbuckle you. When…

Read More

Memory Table at N+H wedding

My sister recently got married in Pakistan to my school friend. My family has known him for the longest time and we have been so excited this past year planning the wedding. Here’s a little story for you guys. 14 or so years ago when H’s dad was terribly unwell, my parents would go see…

Read More

Reminiscing about my mother-in-law and Bahawalpur

From our first visit after we got married, in April 2008 when Bilal’s father had been very unwell and mostly resting, I always saw my mother-in-law on the go and completely in charge of her house and specially her kitchen. At 70+ years she still cooked herself and I can never forget the tasty aloo-matar-keema…

Read More

All those Ramazan Memories

THIS POST IS MODIFIED FROM A POST FROM MY PREVIOUS BLOG. READ THE ORIGINAL POST HERE This Ramazan1 morning I sit and reminisce of all those Ramazans spent in Pakistan. Those Sehris2 and Iftaris3 that are stored in my memories with a million stories. I remember my first ever memory of Ramazan. We were at…

Read More