Thursday Morning and the King’s Palace.

When Desi, my dear house helper, didn’t show up till 11am yesterday, I started to get worried. I remembered explicitly telling her, “Kesho kumi, dada”, in my very limited Swahili. Which translates to “Tomorrow ten am, sister”. Desi and my relationship is one without words mostly. Very similar to a married couples. Her English vocabulary…

Empty nest.

Been thinking about what life might be like another 15 years down. Right now it feels like the only purpose of my existence is to bring up baby. And I just have one. Can only imagine what if is like to bring up multiple. I have also been spending time lately with people older than…

Of toddlers, last minute trips, the MotherCity and much more.

Our South Africa trip is still fresh in my mind and I thought its a good idea to jot it down before it becomes a hotch potch of glimpses and mind straining images which is what happened with Australia. I will try to resurface Australia once i get done with SA hopefully. I don’t like…

Stone Town July 2015

Too lazy for words Part Deux.                                 

Saturday morning @ the Oysterbay Farmers Market

   So while Daddy A was stuck with office work, Baby boo and I decided to make the most of our Saturday morning (and the fact that King Julian was doing us a favor by coming to work half day on Saturdays) and head to the oysterbay farmers market. As expected as soon as we…

Domestic bliss.

So 4 days into his job and after taking advance money the driver King Julien has called in sick. He knows he has malaria without even going to the the doc.  Agatha, the helper with dreadlocks showed up today with a short Afro. I asked her if she got her haircut and she said no….

No Mattaaaa

The Oxford English Dictionary defines Consumerism as: ‘the preoccupation of society with the acquisition of consumer goods’. Hailing from Lahore I am all too familiar with this term. Lahoris are known to be spenders be it big houses, big cars, big brands. Lahoris like it BIG. Especially in the last few years, a wave of…

Tanzi Times

After 5 years in South East Asia, one in Singapore as a grad student at NUS and four in Kuala Lumpur as a primarily trailing but very happy spouse, I had subconsciously accepted the region as my second home. The move to Dar, Tanzania came unexpectedly but surprisingly I found myself willing to take on…

Swadeeeekaaa Day Two

25th January 2013 Day Two Woke up and crossed over to Siam center to catch some breakfast. The smell of freshly brewed coffee made us stop in our tracks at Au Bon Pain (a Boston owned bakery that means the ‘place of good bread’). Had some warm latte with a custom made sandwich and their…

Swadeeeekaaa Day One

A and I both needed a break from the monotony of KL and booked ourselves on a flight to Bangkok, to make use of the long weekend. Thursday was a public holiday. A took Friday off so we had 3 nights and 4 days at our disposal, Thursday to Sunday. 24th January 2013 Day One…

Some day?

“It was no longer her absence that wounded me, but my growing indifference to it. Forgetting, however calming, was also a reminder of infidelity to what I had at one time held so dear.” On Love, Alain de Botton.