What Harry Potter has meant to me.

Anyone who reads books, devours them, will be able to answer that in a jiffy. Harry Potter, or any other range/collection of books, that you read have a powerful magic to them. They are able to take you away from your current state of mind and transport you to a time and place completely different … Continue reading »

I ain’t no supermom.

Tired of mommy posts on this blog? Well, if Yemen has more idiosyncrasies to offer (that I haven’t discovered already) and if there’s more to the world than my son’s dirty diapers and sleepless nights, I’ll come up with something more … original. For the time being – nothing seems more consuming to me than … Continue reading »

Literature, music and Taliban.

Part 1: Literature. Peter loves Jane. Jane loves Peter. And they all loved a dog – whose name I can’t recall. That was the first encounter I had with books. Two pre-pubescents painted charmingly across 20 odd pages with that orangey dog and their attempts to make ice cream at home or the theme parks or whatever. … Continue reading »

Books, Movies and Hillary Clinton.

You know one of those books which you pick up from the shelf because they look terribly interesting and you flip page after page after page and nothing happens and the book ends and you realize you’ve just wasted four hours of your life reading something that didn’t make any sense and whether the author … Continue reading »

Sleepless in Sana’a.

People ask me why I don’t have a job. Or why I haven’t thought about working after I got married. It was only after an incidence or two that I learnt that when I give them an offhand response, they think like all men, my husband is a sexist chauvinist pig who likes women to … Continue reading »

Of TV and other devils.

As I write this I twist and turn on my chair in what can only be a boogie step to the music of Ali Azmat’s “Dil Ne Dil Se Kaha”. Social Circus was a great album and I’ve said it before I’ll say it again. True rock, in Pakistan, died after Junoon. Now all we’ve got … Continue reading »

An unashamed Potterhead.

Most of you have already seen (in which case I deeply loathe you) or have heard of the latest release under the Harry Potter franchaise. The Half Blood Prince has knocked off midnight records of Dark Knight and Transformers and continues to rock cinemas all over the world (excluding Yemen – yeah, cinemas here are … Continue reading »

A bookish tag.

N’s blog has what you call a highly off-beat feel. Unlike most pretentious bloggers, she doesn’t blog for publicity and traffic. She blogs for herself and that’s why I always enjoy reading her posts. There’s always something very very familiar about her writing and it’s always good to read that to break from all the hype that … Continue reading »

Day 13.

You’re never safe from being surprised until you’re dead, said Mrs. Rachel Lynde. That’s one of those life-statements you wish you’d made before the other person. So I continue to be shocked every time I check my blog stats. Referrals, more like. This time it’s: hari mirch pictures slumdog millionaire song with gunshots (sherlock, this … Continue reading »

Day 20.

Let’s talk about love. Baby.  Or so said the song. In fact. Let’s NOT talk about love. Let’s talk about Valentiners. Z and her hubby F came over and we all went out for dinner. We scourged the windows and Z insisted she wanted to buy me something. When we settled down to eat at … Continue reading »