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At 16

Tweet In the months leading up to my wedding, I observed a sort of ritualistic catharsis by reading through old diaries. The entries, as one would expect, were a riot of cringe, funny, angst and pain. It felt a bit odd going through each one, almost as if I was an intruder bearing witness to the life playing out on the pages. Because I was so different... read more

Day 4, 5 and 6

Tweet I was born on the fifth of Ramadaan.  A friday much like yesterday, except for the faint chill of winter that threads through June air. I always forget my islamic calendar birthday, and had to be reminded by my mother. Once I hit fast#3, the days become one huge amalgamated mass of light and dark, with only the numbered chapters of the Quran and... read more

cremations and the blue-footed booby that arose thereof

Tweet Despite having done the following for most of my life; drinking things warmed in the microwave, eating kool-aid straight out of the packet, using a roll-on anti-perspirant daily, a couple of weeks ago, I managed to hit a quarter century. However, it was a birthday spent mostly in bed (I wish I could do a giggley-wink-wink here, but I was merely whiney,... read more

when good bloggers go Mac…

Tweet Your mother may have warned you about sudden blindness and hair-growth on your palms, but for the first time, I present you with the effects of excessive blogging: When we’re not winning Miss Congeniality contests, we also like to go a bit pop-art: But we’re really just a couple of normal freaks. Thanks to Concerned MJ and the Ever-Great... read more

Binte Eidris

Tweet There’s a garage in my head bursting its bricks with bent Popoids, Scalextric racetracks to anywhere, Polaroid cameras, Ellery Queen Mystery Magazines and books about The Man from U.N.C.L.E. Talk-Back Tracy and a magnetic chess set are stacked on top of the Dinosaur! magazines I’d collect years later (every fortnight) along with the... read more
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