In exactly one month, it will be my three-year wedding anniversary. But it's been only three years? Really? Why does it feel like Mr. Rafia and I have been married for longer? Is it because when I reflect on where I was before getting married, I cannot recognize who I was and who I have… Continue reading Trips back home, “holiday” eating, and back to life, back to lality.
I never thought I would be reading weather reports so intensively. Before, all I needed to know was whether it was going to rain and how cold it would be, so that I could wear the appropriate coat and shoes. But now, I'm looking for humidity, dew point, wind gusts, and I'm looking at hourly… Continue reading When good habits turn into obsessions
This afternoon, as I was trekking my way back to my car, I almost got run over. Apparently, the driver didn't realize he had to make a full stop at a stop sign at an intersection of a university where there are people crossing pretty much during all hours of the day. Sure, it was… Continue reading Ruminations on mortality
I am reminded that the "natural progression" in life is not always so natural for many people. I have struggled with this myself many times before. But how do you grieve for a loss that is not yours? Is what you feel empathy? Or is it fear? What words of condolence or encouragement do you… Continue reading Verily, After Hardship Comes Ease
This is an essay I first wrote a few years back in honour of my grandmother, whom I called naanami. I haven't edited this piece because I would like to keep everything intact. Today also is the first day of the new Islamic lunar year. A sobering reminder for myself first on how I would… Continue reading 9/11 is the day I lost my grandmother