It feels like I have spent my lifetime perfecting the art of goodbye...Read More
My mind practices the process of letting go, adapting to change and saying goodbye continuously…Read More
Moving away is an emotional process regardless of how close or far you’re heading. Take in all the emotions as they come. Feel like crying? Let the floods of tears come. Feel like laughing? Go for it!Read More
She took the lead and went zip lining first in Costa Rica. Then I had to try it. She was eager to run into the ocean and go past the giant waves that terrified me, yelling at me to come out and join her....Read More
My earliest memories are of traveling back and forth on ‘Mr. Continental’ and ‘Mr. American’ from Honduras to Illinois, to see Grandma and Grandpa at Christmas time and feed the cows. When we were there, we spoke English and ate Krispy Kreme donuts. When we were back home, we spoke Spanish and ate beans and tortillas...Read More
If you thought this could only happen in Pakistan, you are wrong. It happened in Singapore, and it even happened in Australia (even though there, I had to earn my spot in earnest)...Read More
Then there was the McDonald’s birthday trend. Uncle Sam had muscled his way into the Karachi youth’s minds, and a Happy Meal and rides on colorful slides were the dream in the late 90s. I didn’t have one, but I was invited to one. It was an utter disappointment...Read More
Welcome to our latest theme!
We've been through a roller-coaster of bravery, fear, halal snack packs and ancient Pakistani tea houses over the last few weeks. It may sounds strange, but it was all part of the plan: this month, each writer's piece is inspired by an article that has been published with us before.
We are passionately curious about uncovering new links between us and we're confident our February discoveries won't disappoint.
We hope you enjoy our latest stories as much as we've loved writing them!
(From Sri Lanka, Dubai & Australia. Living in Melbourne)
I had been taught in school that heaven contained streams of milk and honey, however, that afternoon as I blasphemed, I knew God would forgive this enlightened experience when his golden trumpets sounded on my day of reckoning...Read More