Robina — My Unsung HeroI never really understood what people mean when they say, “it takes a village to raise a child”. What does the village do? How can one…Mar 13, 2022Mar 13, 2022
ZakiaZakia was a fourteen-year-old witty girl with a lustrous smile. She was born in a family of nine with three older sisters, two older and…Jan 10, 2022Jan 10, 2022
Happy Birthday, Dear Ammi gI am grateful because as I navigate through life, I feel so blessed that I got to be raised by you as my mother.Feb 28, 2021Feb 28, 2021
A Tale of Lost HeritageA conversation last week made me reflect on the difference in connotation between the words “Azadi-e-Khayal” (freedom of thought) and…Jan 21, 2020Jan 21, 2020
Seeking Footsteps to Hakuna MatataAfter many weeks of not having being able to scribble anything, I finally got a full weekend to myself. The leaves on the trees outside the…Nov 12, 2016Nov 12, 2016
Finding the Silver LiningJust before Christmas, my boss invited us over to his place for a delicious Christmas dinner, followed by a memorable evening filled with…Jan 25, 20162Jan 25, 20162
Marita Café: A splash of sun for manyOne of my dear colleagues Karen took me to a restaurant called Marita Cafe in downtown Oslo yesterday. This café is special because it does…Nov 8, 20151Nov 8, 20151
To the hell and backI remember the bright sunny afternoon of May 2012, I was visiting my professor’s office at the conclusion of student exchange program to…Sep 26, 20151Sep 26, 20151
