I Got A Job

Sitting here in my make shift office space, on my very first day, I don’t know how I feel.

I got rejected for following my beliefs.

Two weeks later I have a job. It’s not a very fancy job. And there is no fixed salary. Nonetheless, it’s a job. Continue reading “I Got A Job”


I Got Rejected Because I Wear A Niqab

June 17, 2017

Today was a day of firsts.

First accountancy internship interview. First internship acceptance. First rejection because I wear a Niqab.

Last evening I read an email, sent two days ago, calling me for an interview today. I immediately emailed back and ran downstairs to get my phone. So I could call the husband and tell him. I had just started applying to different audit companies and wasn’t expecting a reply this fast. Continue reading “I Got Rejected Because I Wear A Niqab”

Saying Goodbye To Ramadan

I just came back from the Qayyam prayers. Living in a Muslim country, I absolutely love this time of the year.

Qatari’s are very down to earth, generous and sweet people. But in Ramadan, their generosity is on a whole other level. There is no other sight like it. It’s one of those things that you have to experience by living here. Everyone tries a little harder to be better Muslims and thus better humans.

If you think about it and study Islam, you will realize that being a Muslim automatically makes you a better human being. That’s the majority of our religion. It is to be better people, to ourselves, our parents, neighbors, relatives and the whole world.

This Ramzan has been different than the previous ones. I felt guilty, studying during the first half of the month, so I tried a little bit harder. I pushed myself to do a bit more.

It was also a very difficult month. Because almost everyday, I would wake up to another atrocious tragedy somewhere in the world. People being killed, Muslims being blamed as terrorists, so much hatred all around. And then Qatar became the next target. Amongst the whole political turmoil, everyone kept their head high and loved their Emir a little bit more. Because he took the high road.

I have prayed a lot for this country, these past few days. Although I very badly want to move on, a part of me will always call it home. And no one can see their home burn.

As Ramadan comes to an end, I can’t help but think if we will get the chance to see this month next year. Who knows where you and I will be ? The question is have we prepared for it. We tend to say that we don’t fear death. But what about the life after death ? Are our deeds good enough to land us in Jannah ? Can we stand straight and tell Allah Mian that we were good to His people ?


Don’t Live With The In Laws

Living with you In Laws is one of the biggest challenges that you can face in life. I kid you not, it’s unbelievably hard on so many levels. And it never gets easier. I like to think that I have some of the best and understanding In Laws. Despite that it’s not an option that I would recommend to anyone.

Don’t do it. Even under a zombie apocalypse, just don’t do it. If you have the option on living on your on, always go for that. Husband was the stupid one who took the other route. I still mildly hate him for that.

You grow up with your parents, so you can say whatever you want and they will be okay with it. Even if they get mad, you know how to handle that situation. Because they are your parents. You have spent your whole life living with them and finding a middle ground. Whereas, when you get married, all of a sudden you are handed this other set of parents which you have to call your own, change your perspective and do things the way they want.

You don’t know them, they don’t know you. I personally like to adopt the policy of ‘keeping my mouth shut in most of the cases’. Simply because it leads to less problems and drama. Major ranting happens with husband but that’s the extent of it.

I have always been a very honest and upfront person. Till I got married, I had little idea that people say one thing but mean a completely different thing. I wasn’t aware of the hidden meanings behind things that are said. Or things that are assumed by what you say. Things just get super complicated.

How do you make them understand that you mean what you say ? That there are no hidden pretenses or taunts in the words you speak.

In these years, I have grown up in a completely different way. They have taught me some of the most valuable lessons that life has to offer. Whatever I learn, I try to pass it on to my mother. So that when the time comes for us to be the In Laws, we try our best not to do these things.




Hello ! An Year Later !

I haven’t blogged in quiet a while. There is no particular reason. My heart just wasn’t into it. Writing has always been a hobby and I don’t like putting pressure on my hobbies.

Anyway, here I am, almost an year later. A lot has happened in this year.

I am in a very content place right now. I used to look at the other half and wonder where his contentment came from. I don’t know about his content but mine comes from him.

What else ? Β I moved houses twice within six months. It was pure chaos. I don’t even want to think about it, let alone talk about it. Imagine moving a 6 bedroom house within 3 days.

There is a lot that happened this past year. And I will hopefully blog about it. For now, just wanted to say hello and tell you guys that I am back.


All The Bright Places by Jennifer Niven (Book Review)

20151107_124851Goodread’s Review:Β All The Bright Places


Goodread’s Rating: 4.2/5

Author: Jennifer Niven

Pages: 378

Genre: Young Adult, Contemperory

Published: January 6th, 2015

My Rating: 4.5

My Review:

I was apprehensive to pick up such a hyped up book because there is always this pressure of liking it because the world does. And in the beginning I was literally like, ‘Meh’.Β  Continue reading “All The Bright Places by Jennifer Niven (Book Review)”

Dear Amma: ‘Today Is All About You’

fgbYou have always had one complain which is that I have written about Abbu so many times on the blog but never about you. So here you go.

Dear Amma,

Whenever I think of myself, my identity and personality, I always go back to you. The beliefs that I hold so strongly and so close to my heart, are there because of you. You might not see it. But I can. Continue reading “Dear Amma: ‘Today Is All About You’”

Happy To Us !

Two years. 24 months. 731 days.1544 hours. 1052640 minutes.

That is the amount of time that I have been married for.

‘OMG, tumnay itni choti beti ki shaadi kardi’.

OMG, you married your daughter at such a young age.

‘Haan, shaadi isi age mai hojani chaye, adjust honay mai asani hoti hai.’

Yeah, you should get married at this age, it’s easier to adjust.

‘Aray tumnay memono mai apni beti ki shaadi kardi’

You got your daughter married in Memons.

‘Larka tu kahi say bhi laiq nahi hai hamari Sumaica kay’

The guy is in no way fit for our Sumaica.

‘Beta, shaadi kay baad larki ka kaam uska ghar sambhalna hota hai’

Dear, after getting married, a girl’s responsibility is to look after her house.

‘Aray ye perhai werhai choro, hamay khushkhabri kam sunnay ko milay gi.’

Leave all this studying and stuff. When are we going to get some good news ?

These are just some of the presents that I received from society, family friends and relatives.Β It was like these people were waiting for me to fail so they could celebrate their win of gambling on my life.

Now to think that that we are two is surreal. To say that it has been easy would be a very big fat lie. But it has been a lot of fun. I have done things that I otherwise wouldn’t have done. Most importantly, I have grown as a person. Getting married is one of the biggest life lessons and I made sure to learn every aspect as much as I could.

Marriage is a lot of hard work. And you have no assurance that it will go the way you want.

People change. Circumstances change. That is life.

What you have to make sure is not to lose yourself in all this chaos. And that the person you married, loves and respects you for who you are. I think I have succeeded in that. At the end of the day, the other half rarely agrees with me on anything but he respects my opinion. Which is all I want.

He never imposes anything on me. In these two years I have done a lot of things that were asked or implied. Not a single one of them were by him.

There have been times when I gave up, on myself and on us. But he didn’t, on me or on us.

Then there are days like today where I just sit back, eat a shit amount of food, sleep like there is no tomorrow and just be happy.

Because you know what, we just turned TWO. πŸ˜€