Shehrazad had to tell a story in order to survive. She told such interesting and compelling stories that Shehrayar couldn’t resist but let her live one more night and then another and then another. After one thousand and one night , Shehrayar gets attached and forgets his murderous desire. In December of 2001, my husband [...]
Archives for January, 2004
Collateral Damage
“You are a tough Iraqi girl”, my dad tells me at age 16 as I am about to undergo a minor surgical procedure. “I am a tough Iraqi girl”, I repeat after him. My dad gives me the thumbs up and smiles. “That’s my girl” he says, “Don’t worry it is a minor surgery, everything [...]
Writing letters
I used to feel frustrated with the way mass media covers the middle east. I would read our daily newspapers and feel just so mad with superficial reporting, Here is a sample of letters I have written to The Globe and Mail, Canada’s leading newspaper. This is only a sample, I have written so many [...]
My Mother In-law
My husband has the weirdest looking nose in the world. It is round the way baby potatoes are and slightly raised up, the ridge of his nose is fairly short. His nose is not his only unique characteristic. He is a mild mannered, patient, good-natured and very compassionate; He constantly gives money to every single [...]
My small thin multi-national wedding
The story of three generations of women in my family (grandmother, mother and myself). How each one of us chose to marry a foreigner and traveled all around the world with him.
email
flamenco
ihathTube
twitter