A photo story of Anya’s “dadi home” from over the years

For years after Anya was born, we would spend a couple months during the winter in Pakistan with our families – around 3 weeks of these would be with my mother-in-law in Bahawalpur. I’ve written about it after she passed away.. There was this calm and sense of much-needed peace I always felt there after…

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A golden hour in Japanese Park Islamabad : a photo story

Doing a photo story post after a long time (I used to love doing these) from this evening back in December 2019 in Islamabad when Haroon bhai (Bilal’s brother & Anya’s only and very favorite taya) wanted to take her to Japanese Park and we went along too. Japanese Park used to be a big…

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A nostalgic story tour of my mama’s home in Islamabad

A few years ago I shared this story tour of my mama’s home while visiting her in Islamabad. The photos were just for stories and the quality & resolution is terrible, but this tour struck a chord with so many people. I thought I’d share this here as well to save it! (I’m adding a…

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Two lessons from my nana jaan

A few days ago, I dreamed of nana jaan. It was a very normal dream, like he was still with us. Nana & nani jan have been such an important part of our lives, I think it will take time to sink in that he isn’t with us anymore. Anyways, waking up the next day…

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