Raise your hand if you are from Pakistan, an expat, and have been mistaken for being an Indian. 🙋♀️🙋♀️🙋♀️
To the utter disappointment of a handful, I have never had an issue with being confused with any other nationality, including Indian. There are good and bad people on both sides of the border. Also, I have been blessed with some amazing friends from our neighbouring country, who have only solidified my belief.
More specifically, Khushboo Kaplesh and Shweta Wahi. Not only did these girls help me make Dubai home (for the time I was there), they inspire me, to date, with their achievements, attitude, choices and outlook on life.
The blue scarf dress in my last photos from the shoot? That was by Shweta. She is managing life, work, relationships AND baby J (whose cheeks I can eat for breakfast, lunch and dinner!) She keeps it real, and hands you just like it is. She was one of the people who talked me into not quiting blogging when I was all set to throw in the towel. If I ever do decide to have a baby, she’s one girl I will be messaging senseless with a million questions, because I trust her to tell me, in no less words than necessary, exactly how painful breastfeeding is when your baby is teething, and how to stay sane through it.
And then there is Khushboo, who I have had some of the most profound conversations and insane memories with. When my friends say that I am their judge-free zone, I know how they feel because that is what Khushboo is for me. I can bare my soul with her. And there is more – her cooking stories prompted me to buy couscous and quinoa for the first time ever, her travel stories keep the wanderlust in me alive, and she’s so daring with her fashion choices. I LOVE IT!
We, as a country, share a nasty, bloody history with most of our neighbours. We only have to look back to see the result of hatred. Now, how about we give peace and respect a chance? Don’t hate on an entire nation because some of our politicians demand us to or our curriculum is biased. See for yourself. Befriend one. You will be pleasantly surprised, I promise.
Here are some of our many precious moments together. Picture quality is crap, but emotions here are gold.