Tag Archive | "Memoir"
Another Beginning
I wrote this on one of my birthdays. Dedicated to the memory of my late younger brother, Asim Saleem. A thick silky fog swept through the street that had only one lamp-post to leave a blemish of a light on its hard trodden surface. Beside the lamp-post, rested a lazy bench, having lost one of its [...]
Continue reading...Golden Memories
Monday, March 24, 2008
Sometimes I would run into a humble argument with my mother and sisters about the importance of jewelry for a woman. I just, somehow, couldn’t fathom why would gold be so dearly loved? They would often give me a million reasons and none would make me agree with them. But then one day I found [...]
Continue reading...Have a Heart
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Look for the opportunity to do what is in your strength and ability to do when you can and how you can. Just a little story to share with you all today. Hoping that it will inspire you in one way or another. It was just a regular Thursday afternoon last month and I was sitting [...]
Continue reading...Blessings of a Heart
Sunday, March 9, 2008
I completed my degree in International Relations in early 1999 and soon after I joined a local school as an English and Math teacher. I taught there for half a term only, but that still remains my best experience at a work place. In the beginning I felt out of place since a friend of mine [...]
Continue reading...A School Without a Name
Saturday, February 23, 2008
In the year 1980, we lived somewhere in Dhock Khabba off Murree Road in Rawalpindi, Pakistan. That’s where I went to my first school but that was for a very short while. As far as I can remember, I studied there for hardly a couple of months and it was at that point of time [...]
Continue reading...An Object That Was Burnt
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
On his sixth birthday, I gave my son a very beautiful book about trees. It was stuffed with beautiful pictures of pleasant colors about trees and other plants. Very few words were included with each picture giving only the name of the tree or the plant. The book was green all over that its cover was [...]
Continue reading...The Oldest Object in My Home
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The oldest object in my home is my grandmother’s wedding dress. My grandmother gave it to my mother before her wedding, and told her to pass it along to her daughter. It was such a gorgeous dress, with dozens of shining diamonds-like stones that sparkled like the stars in a moonlit night. It was too loose [...]
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Saturday, March 29, 2008
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