Minerva, don’t be a hero.

It was the summer surrounding my organic chemistry exam. The wooden desks that had already been graffiti-ed by many a frustrated student before me. My white DCW Karachi uniform was splattered at the pocket, where my many ink-pens had been sitting (I never liked dorky pencil/stationery cases) and my forehead was icky and sweaty. I … Continue reading »

Best Twitter Bios. #truestory

The way social media is evolving is hardly something that can be ignored. To roughly quote Will Schuester from Glee, “Thanks to Tumblr, Facebook, Blogs and twitter, there’s just so much increased pressure for social judgments and evaluations”. If Facebook wasn’t enough to make sure we shared every detail from our lives, Twitter and Tumblr … Continue reading »

Girls don’t cry.

In the modern world that you and I know right now, being effeminate has become a slur. And not just for boys. We’ve got shops that sport the sign “Clothes for the Working Woman” in a so-called conservative country like Pakistan. Slacks are in, loafers are cool, no more teased-up hairdos, let the hair down, … Continue reading »

An Ode to Humsafar.

(We interrupt regular programming – actually, this IS the regular programming. I’ve been interrupting THAT for my fictional tales that seem to have taken over this poor blog.) While there have been absolutely brilliant blogs (read some of them here, here and here) and terribly true parodies (I’m sure you are all familiar with the … Continue reading »

Internet, Mommyhood and All That.

This phase hasn’t subsided yet. So hold on to the rotten tomatoes, I’m just scribbling out loud.

The Clouds Have Parted.

This is taken from the December issue of Psychology Today. “Some roles tend to breed overachievers. Mothers today are truly busier than past generations, says psychologist Diane Halpern of Claremont McKenna College. ‘On average, women still do more child and home care than men, and with increasing work hours, women are working more.’ Layer on … Continue reading »

Protected: Existentialist angst. Commonly known as wtf. (oh and the usual pw won’t work)

Protected: The Green Grass is actually Brown.

Day 10. Dreading the weekendlessness.

I hate it when people see me cry in public. And that was my Diwali story in one small line. I think I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again but Mother Nature is a bitch. She’s sexist and doesn’t like women at all. Because if she did, she wouldn’t have blessed women with … Continue reading »

Bolly style.

Today exactly 55 years ago, my mother’s first cousin was born. And that’s why my gorgeous Sana Safinaz dress got almost drenched in the rain. That’s why I was running on the footpaths of Shahrah e Faisal like a mad woman. That’s why I’ve promised to never celebrate any old aunt’s birthday, regardless of the … Continue reading »