This is the weekend of breaking news to close friends, in-person as much as possible, therefore the internet will have to wait for a little longer. It is all good news, I promise – that silver lining is mine this time around and I’m forevermore grateful. I’m waiting for a little longer before it goes … More “I’m so proud and happy for you”
Mohi wrote me a heartwarming comment that came at just the right timing cos as weird as this sounds, I’ve been missing and thinking of writing lately and thought I’d maybe make occasional comebacks here. Which is a funny but relieving thought where blogphilic is concerned – honest talk: I meant to shutdown this space … More hello again!
Hello… it’s hard to believe that I’m here, back here, writing. I think it’s been a year-plus since I last wrote? Life happened. Correction: it’s still happening and really, it’s the reason I’m back. I just wanted to write down some thoughts and lots of feelings off my chest. Where do I begin? Let’s jump … More 28.
Putting this here cos I don’t want to forget: I will not hide my Muslimness anymore, nor will I apologize for or feel humiliated because I’m it. I will not hide my Muslimness anymore even with non-Muslim individuals (a historically long list) whom I find myself attracted and drawn towards – I will not be … More the coming out (2018)
Another woeful piece written in December – on the 10th, to be precise -: Eldest Sis believes strongly in this particular quote: “I think a man does what he can, until his destiny is revealed.” — from The Last Samurai (2003) The quote came to my mind again last night when I joined Mum for … More “I think a man does what he can, until his destiny is revealed.”
I know this may seem like an odd exercise, but I like to think I’m safekeeping my blurbs and thoughts presented in words. Here’s a musing written on December 29, 2017: Some thoughts qon ‘self-love’ / ‘self-care’: As much as it’s important to be kind and to take care of ourselves, we really ought to … More “You can be sorry for yourself, but what are you doing about it?”
Happy New Year 2018! I was asked if this blog is dead – it isn’t (I think) but I admit that I write my reflections and dailies on Facebook now, preferring to write under my name instead of a pseudonym. Grateful I was asked this though cos it reminded me that I needed to be … More “My point is: growth is a lifelong craft.”
Eldest Sis, with a claim of “if I may make a subtle observation…”, thinks that I would have reacted differently to this turn-of-events had he been a Muslim boy. “If he was a Muslim boy,” she wrote, “it’s highly likely you won’t have all these doubts now and might be even more ready to try this … More November: a plot twist.
i. My lab tech aka newly acquainted colleague and offshore roommate says that by my age, she’s married with a baby on the way. I tell her that at any age, not all women (men too, really) dream of picket fences :) ii. Today two Operations folks said that I’m ‘well-bred’ when they found out … More (what an identity crisis feels and sounds like)
When I realized that September boy, who was previously August boy, carries the scent of potential of being October, November… boy. Maybe December, too. How much I want this to be true, yet… (yet) I am trying, but against fear and endless questions – it has been very difficult to write.