My 14 Best Moments of 2018
Hola! How is it going? Are you excited for 2019? I am, and before we ring in a new year, I wanted to go down the memory lane and look at the best of 2018 one last time. I feel […]
Greener Grass. Your Ass.
I get a whole lot of admiration for living in Germany. Folks back home assume that I have it sorted, I have arrived, and my future is a bed of Casa Blanca lilies. My naive, naive tribe. If it weren’t […]
Bhindi.
I love Bhindi. You may know this green, shapely vegetable as Okra or Lady Finger. Yes, we Asians have a sense of humour and knack for naming the underdogs in an inappropriate, sexist manner. Which is usually factually inaccurate. I […]
Change of Plans
For as long as I remember, I wanted to be a journalist. At 16, the ambition to see my byline in Cosmopolitan Magazine made me join Women’s Own as an intern. It took 13 years for me to finally make […]
She Unfriended Me. After 13 Years.
This is not the first time. Ours has been a turbulent relationship, from the very beginning. We came together when our respective best friends ditched us. Over the years, our families kept the other at an arm’s distance, fearing ‘bad […]
10 Things I Miss About Having a Steady Job
I am watching The Bold Type on Amazon, season 2, and currently on the episode where Jane gets fired from Incite. She’s on to her hunt for finding the next journalism job, and staying afloat with ad hoc freelance gigs. […]
17 lessons from the harrowing London visit – Part 2
So ladies and gentlemen, that was a 1200-word version of back-story of trip to London. Now, on to the valuable lessons: Check for multiple transport options and routes for an important intra-city, with their respective costs. Ask a local if possible. […]
17 lessons from the harrowing London visit – Part 1
I wanted to go to London so much that I jinxed it – this is the only plausible explanation for the traumatic days* that I spent in the city. Some backstory for you, followed by lessons learned the hard way. […]
My First Body Tattoo Experience
Do you know since when have I wanted a tattoo? Since I was 15 years old. But I feared needles too much to actually consider entertaining my fantasy. Fast forward many years and just as I was about to turn […]
Colourful, Rangeela or Gulabi Shaheen?
Jeez, that sounds like a title of some erotic literature. Sorry. A few days ago, over hummus and cappuccino, Sabeel and I were discussing the future of Cherry Cross. I was going to have enough time to focus on it […]