The truth is… Bitter A hard pill to swallow Harsh Scary Daunting Not something you want to hear. These are usually the string of words that follow the line nobody in their right mind wants to be confronted with, “the truth is…”. Ever wonder why from the very first time we hear the statement, it […]
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Author: Zahra Husain
Finding My Running Mojo
It’s funny how before I even start running, I feel this insane urge to write about running. Okay, not about running really (no scientific approach is to be found in the ensuing paragraphs) but what it means to me. I want one those fancy running shoes, you know the ones that make your feet bounce […]
Who’s Death Is It Anyway?
“Murda Paraston ki Duniya” , is perhaps my father’s favourite line. Loosely translated it would mean, “this is a world where the dead are greatly appreciated.” Over the years, I have come to believe that this is in fact true. It’s amazing how an untimely death can propel you to win a posthumous Oscar or […]
Much Ado About Nothing
When I was a little kid, I remember often noticing grown-ups having conversations with very serious expressions on their faces. They were usually huddled around a table or standing outside a meeting place, discussing about the discussion that just took place. I always wondered what it was that they were talking about. I wondered if […]
What Loss Teaches Me
I am using the present continuous tense here instead of the past tense, because I feel I lose something every day. This past year I have won a lot of trophies and also lost a lot of relationships. And while victories have taught me about hope and faith, it is the loses that have […]
Virtual Is Not Real
These days social media or messaging services are often used as a method of sharing an invitation or for conveying greetings (birthday/marriage/first child et etc). We know so many people now that sending a personal invite to each one is not feasible. The world is fast paced and there just isn’t enough time.Not ignoring the fact […]
The Domicile Puzzle
In Kuwait: I am an Indian. In India: I am from Kuwait. In my hometown: I am a Mumbaite. In Mumbai: My native place is Rajasthan. I am not white. I am not black. Apparently I am brown. Or Light Black. Maybe even Dark White! In India: I have a Kuwaiti accent. In Kuwait: The […]
The Agenda Of Happiness
#100happydays… @Pay it forward…10 ways to stay happy…6 steps to a happy life…so on and so forth. Ever wonder why we are trying so hard to be happy? I look at this kid who sees the wheels of a car rotating and starts to clap his hands…I think to myself, “Stupid child, gets excited by […]
Life Lessons In 2013
LOVE AFTER LOVE The time will come when, with elation, you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror, and each will smile at the other’s welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was yourself. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart […]
The Uncovering Letter
Considering the job hunt is on, interviews… telephonic and in person are now going to become the norm of the day. Just recently I applied to a Public Relations agency in Dubai, and they actually considered me for a position in their company after reading my blog. “Could you please submit a cover letter as […]
Dancing Alone…
In a world where everyone is trying to be free… I have always wanted to belong to someone. My friends and I, we had a joke, that considering the amount of drama and entertainment I bring to the table in addition to the countless number of times I have had my heart broken, if life were […]
The Wound And The Light
My best friend messaged me one fine morning , “Why haven’t you written anything in so long?” I replied that I haven’t had an experience worth sharing in a while. However I did inform her that I was on an active look out for a story and perhaps my upcoming travel plans would be of […]