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Sitting at a restaurant waiting for my friends who are never, NEVER on time (or even fashionably late, just really […]

Abshir ya 3aroos! I mean ya 3arees! Ok before anyone says it, this is not a rant about being single.

This is dedicated to the guy who called me ‘3awaleeg’. For those of you who don’t know the story, my

Dear MamaI shouldn’t be waiting for Mother’s Day to say all this, but, being the thankless childrenthat we are, I

Isn’t it the most irritating thing when you wake up to the reality that things are actually nothing like you

Ibrahim jumps off and Abbashar slows to a stop again, as a woman waddles up behind the bus, a 4×4

All this talk these days about hajj brings back all sorts of memories. I always used to wonder why some

2 There are a number of occupational hazards associated with being a kumsari. Any job that necessitates dealing with a

The thing about working in the ER is that at some point you kind of feel like you live there.

I wonder what it feels like. Does it feel refreshing? Does it feeeel….. liberating? I guess it depends on how