Jan 8, 2010 Posted by saaleha

7 – between memories

Tweet If we do not write, we will forget and be forgotten.   [I'm reminded of my late maternal grandfather who would keep rectangles of cardboard torn from cigarette cartons in his pocket and use them to note down any thing of interest. He was a meticulous record-keeper, and each family member had their own file in the curious grey cabinet I'd spend hours... read more

Jan 5, 2010 Posted by saaleha

5 – between memories

Tweet Food, friends, family; A full house makes for a big home. read more

Dec 6, 2009 Posted by saaleha

That word

Tweet The drive was atavistic. Hunter-gatherer sensibilities trumped a millennium’s worth of progress as we engaged in a quiet war to secure, and deftly, the most well-vantaged space for our cars. Parking lots bring out the moer in people. And the ugly too. We were all inching along; the tiresome stop-go-stop-go, mindless clutch control, memorising the... read more

Oct 23, 2009 Posted by saaleha

Shift

Tweet Lately I’ve been thinking (oooh, I channeled some Henry Ate* there) that it won’t be such a bad thing if it happens that I never make it as a serious writer. Yes, it’s been this dream; this full-on burning, for so long, that the acceptance of this possibility does feel a bit like cutting off a thumb. Digitectomising (not a real word)... read more

Aug 18, 2009 Posted by saaleha

Roots

Tweet This is daddy and I on a novelty photo badge we got at the Rand Show when I was five-years-old. You can tell from my chewed-on smile that I wasn’t feeling particularly photogenic that day. Today, I’m grateful my parents made me sit for this photo. It reminds me of all the things that link me to him; beyond personality, phenotypes and the fact... read more