A yummy kind of escapism.

Since I now own a beautiful D5100, it is about time I launch a “MhwshB’s Photography” page, right? No. Mainly because owning a DSLR does not make me an expert. I bought it because I love photography and I’ve wanted it since, like, totally forever, you know? On a serious note, I aim to learn … Continue reading »

Protected: O ye who believe.

Protected: When in anger, BLOG.

Will my son believe in a God?

It was easier to break away from tradition when you’re tied to it. But what happens if you’re never given the chance? What happens if you are completely free from the pressure of conforming? Do you still make the choice you would have had you been exposed to the aforementioned tradition/conformation pressure/whathaveyou ? There are … Continue reading »

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 »

Night 0, Day 1, you’re gonna be here!

… I’m gonna go to sleep and I’m gonna wake up and you will be here. How awesome is that? The countdown is finally over. I’m finally done ticking off little numbers in my notebook, I’m finally done answering people about when you’ll be back and I’m finally done making plans about what to do … Continue reading »

Day 3. Far from the madding family hooplas.

Lot of people around me, people that I personally know, people that I’m friends with, tell me such heartwarming stories about their families. How they miss their parents, how close they are to their siblings and how a daughter is supposed to be a spitting image of her mother. Drumroll please. Cue Conversations with a … Continue reading »

Day 9. Making sense out of nothing at all.

Dear B. Oh dear, dear B. How do women do it? How do single, working mothers do it? Jibran has the flu. And it is taking ALL of my energy to not go bananas. She Who Shall Not Be Named left her kid with me for about an hour, to top it off. The kid … Continue reading »

Day 12. Going the distance.

You know what I don’t get, B? I don’t get distance. I don’t get how it effects different people so differently. I spent an hour yesterday talking to a really intelligent mom (yes, there’s a reason the word ‘intelligent’ is important here – when you’ll have kids of your own, readers, you’ll understand … especially … Continue reading »

Bye bye, Neverland.

Did I tell you about the time I thought Ali was gonna die? Well there were two instances. I was 12 the first time and I thought dacoits were gonna shoot him. And the next time I was 24 and I thought dengue would claim him. I have a very angry relationship with him. I … Continue reading »