fati lati's not doing so hot. the battery wasn't charging so we got the cable replaced. still not charging correctly. i might have to let her go

it's starting to warm up. i could use some crisp lemonade

i showed a friend of mine this pic where i've got my maddy waddy face on and it has been established that i'm getting too ugly and that i have to do something about it quick because the way things are going there will be no glory days. i'm not sure whether to laugh at that as much as i already am or whether i should start crying

don't nobody know my troubles but God

inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon

nano's in the hospital. she had to have a temporary pacemaker put in. sitting on the side i watched it all happen. it kills me to see her in this condition. if only i could take it away. please pray for her health. duas are the only way we can help her. jazakAllah

i'm crashing

happy birthday aunty r! remember that birthday party where we were all sitting around the picnic bench we passed off as a dining table and one of us [we all know who] yelled hey she took a cheeto. ahhh good times. hope you have many more filled with good health, strong faith, much love and happiness. nobody forgets your kind actions and words and we all hope we can one day return the same kindness you have shown us

recently i found out that fellas here refer to the ladies here as titliyaan. butterflies. kinda just makes me wanna scrunch my nose

babies need to come with a warning label that says not fit for human consumption. yeah i'm referring to raf

just got back from lahore. my throat hurts. my eyes are burning. i feel yuck. more so than this morning. i've diagnosed myself with mmissesparentsalot

i'm thinking about skipping tomorrow's class and going to lahore today to visit abu ji and mummy before they leave for india. what do y'all think? yay? nay?

we all know nano as a ball of love. which she is. no doubt. but there are times when we clash. i think it's when nana ji's not around that she turns from my mellow walking talking belly that always has an idiom or a dessert up her sleeve to an aggressor who quotes the local crimes from a tabloid. at these times she brings up

a. i haven't ever lived in pakistan so i don't know what it's like [sidenote: i was raised here and spent summers here and in my adult life i've been here since nov '03]

b. some new extreme scenario involving a woman [if you've ever witnessed me getting scolded by her then you know what i'm talking about right now]

c. she's not as liberal as mummy and she's sorry but she does it because she loves me [this is where she delves into the story about how once mummy wanted to go to her friend's wedding and she didn't let her so mummy didn't speak to nano for 3 days]

ah yes. shoes. watched ray. don't waste your time. not good enough to score an oscar for best actor. especially not worth the rs150 had to shell out. most definitely not the scolding i got afterwards

doot doot. doot doot da doot. i forgot what i was going to write about. my pneumonic device is shoes but i'm lost. hmmm. maybe later then

alright yay it's jummah. you know sometimes here they name people after the day of the week that they were born on. wild, huh? ok i like jummah as much as the next muslim but not enough to want to torture my children

getting beat in scrabble on a daily basis by my khala does nothing for my ego. nothing at all. sigh

brought to you by earlier i was
good idea: eating biryani
bad idea: eating biryani without breathing

inhale. pause. exhale. there's a really nice smelling lecturer that passes by me some times. she's like a lazy breeze. breathe