The thing about getting married on Christmas is: a) As a Muslim from North America, I finally have something to celebrate. No, my family never had a tree - and I am glad my parents held firmly to their faith. Although I ain't gonna lie, I was jealous of all those kiddies who got gifts… Continue reading A Year in Review, Rafia-Style.
Where does this desire - nay, compulsion - for constant renewal come from? Why do I have all this energy to start projects, but then lose interest after a few months or even days? Is this my fate, is it in my disposition to start this, start that, take on this, take on that -… Continue reading Call it a poem, call it a lazy attempt at a blog post, call it what you will.
Tonight is the last night I will sleep in the room I have been sleeping in for the past 10 months. Others live in their homes for years before they move. Some never move. Ten months is but a speck in the continuum that is life, but these 10 months have been significant for me.… Continue reading Moving On
If you haven't heard by now (please take me to wherever your dwelling place may be), Donald J. Trump was elected as the 45th President of the United States of America. This week has been disheartening, frightening, and saddening to say the least. But am I shocked? No. Despite what everyone in the media was… Continue reading The elephants in many rooms
It's been a rainy weekend. Rain, I know, is essential for living. Not just for you and for me, but for the cows... and I guess, for all the other non-cow beings in the world. But without rain, there would be no cows! And without cows, well, this blog would not exist and neither would… Continue reading I’m finally the girl I used to wish I could be