All The Pleasures Prove

My summer in America has begun, and as I mulled words and tried out sentences while writing this post, it became clear to me that every pleasure I have enjoyed since I landed a little more than two weeks ago, from taking a walk in the soft morning sunshine, to the quiet comfort of my parents’ [...]

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A birthday wish

Yesterday was my mother’s birthday, and as I sit here thousands of miles away, I wish I could be near her. I wish I could simply open a door, or turn my head and see her, hug her and breathe her smell, that delicate mixture of face powder and perfume that always seemed to surround her. 
I [...]

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A month of Sundays

Sundays are my pyjama days. They feel like a big fluffy blanket that soothes away my cares and warms my tired heart. They are lazy, cake-in-the-afternoon kind of days, and here at home the only things missing are a green landscape and a hammock gently swaying in the breeze.
I have golden memories of Sundays past. My mother always cooked large, [...]

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A fading photograph

My Honduras vacation is over, and for the past week I have immersed myself in domesticity, as I try to bring my house back to order. I have slowly attacked the omnipresent dust that finds its way to every surface. I have named Pakistani dust cosmic dust. It has supernatural powers, because it can crawl inside a narrow groove, a [...]

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