I was reading my past pre-Ramadan posts (only because they appeared in my feed) and noticed a common trend that has yet to change: 1) not having done any real prep before the month is to begin and 2) missing my family. One thing that has changed is that this year, so far, I've done … Continue reading Day 7 of Ramadan
Today is the last day of 2018. I don't know why I am making such a big deal. I always fall asleep before midnight anyway. But with the week that I have been having, I may actually be awake... but probably in the midst of making sense of that final paragraph, re-reading it at least … Continue reading Most definitely my last post of 2018… I think ;)
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.
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
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