Women
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The Marriage Mafia
Writing this I was immediately tempted to begin with “my Indian back ground” but then I stopped to think. I’m from the kind of family where even my granny has always said, “don’t rush it, honey.” So really this has… Continue reading
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A Mother’s Footsteps
Mother’s day. Another western custom that has slowly filtered through into the more conservative eastern culture. Growing up in a Muslim Indian home with relatively strong traditional and Islamic values, we really never celebrated Mother’s day. While the message of… Continue reading
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The Rebel Queen
Once upon a time… That’s usually how all love stories and fairy tales begin or with something equally as cheesy and ridiculous as that well worn phrase we all grew up hearing. The familiar tones of stories with beautiful endings… Continue reading
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My Heart Beat
Every heartbeat is one closer to the day there are none… Continue reading
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The Business of Marriage.
Growing up in a relatively traditional Indian home “Failure” is one of those taboo words you never mention unless you want to be condemned. It’s quite possibly on the same level as admitting to having contracted the plague or H1N1.… Continue reading
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What Should Girls Be Made Of?
As usual, I caught myself day dreaming, instead of being productive and contemplating, what exactly should girls be made of to be considered perfect? Sugar and spice and all things nice… minus the chemical x maybe? Fairy dust and glitter… Continue reading
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Muslim Woman: The Law That Governs Who I Marry
As most of you know, I don’t usually involve religion in my posts. Not because it’s not important to me but just because I am no authority to make statements regarding religious matters. I, like most Muslims, am a learner… Continue reading
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A Hairy Story
In the words of Coco Chanel, ” A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.” Let’s just take a moment to reflect on one of the many topics that seem to boggle the minds of men… Continue reading
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In The Name Of Shoes
As someone who is short and I mean just barely scratching 5 ft I’m usually the girl who wears nine inch heels and rocks them. Why? It’s simple. I need to wear shoes high enough to match my personality. That… Continue reading
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Holiday People
I’m not sure if it’s a well known idea or just something I’ve learnt over the years but I have started to believe that to truly know someone you need to go on holiday with them. Simply put, there are… Continue reading
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