Seeing glasses
I often squint my eyes while walking when I assume that I might be seeing someone I know. My stare looks bizarre as I keep a ready to be launched...
My Joy
The apple of my eye. Joy my Joy
A window into my life. How I live it and love it
From where I stand
It was in one of my history classes that I came across the most useful tool. Our teacher, on following the curriculum I assume, asked us to write an account...
Who is the fairest?
When I used to update my father about my grade and school progress I was always asked where I ranked in the class. It was not important whether or not...
Cheeky crawler
In anticipation of each developmental stage a baby reaches, I have been watching my 9 month old son closely. I compare and contrast between him and his older brother, accepting...
How many bloggers consider this?
I was having a conversation with someone and then thought about a blog post that would look better to feature that individual for the purpose of exemplifying the matter at...
Slowing down to the speed of others
I have been told on many occasions that I should not be as active as I am. That I am bound to break down at some point. Also, each time...
The Santorinian Fava is a star
After only few days of first coming across The real Greek restaurant in Westfield Mall, I found myself making my way back there again. Although, the starter portions are better...
Where is the cheese?
Although it is a Kuwaiti tradition to gather for sipping tea in the morning or after lunch, it was not something that my father encouraged us to do. He would...
The discovery of The Spectator- part 2
A young mind in an antique store might be hoping to stumble upon the likes of a magic lamp. I always wished for items to call out for me and...
The discovery of The Spectator- part 1
Back in 2003, my husband and I moved to Cambridge, England, because I was expecting to work in one of the laboratory at Cambridge University. I refused the initial offered...
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