Scum over cream

I have a little confession to make. I wasn’t really excited about my wedding. In fact I was terribly scared. Nightmares haunted my nights. I barely slept. I would keep changing sides all night and waking up to check time on my cell phone. When it died and I had no sense of what time […]

The morning after

The morning leads to the eternal question It was the first day of my newly-wed life. The first morning, actually. Not even a morning though, because rosy-eyed after the sprawling night we could not wake up at an hour any of the un-newly-wedded could call morning. It was definitely a beautiful spring day in any […]

Master Sahib

There is something more than meets the eye in the pivotal role that tailors play in the lives of desi housewives  Marriage is a huge change. You get to change your room, your bed, your lamps, your bed covers, your book shelves, your friends, your neighbours, your fridge, your taste in salt, your will and… YOUR TAILOR. […]

I won’t look into the mirror

Slide the date today a little backwards, a little more. You’ll go back to another age. But no, first come back to the date today. Peep into my room at 10 am. Make sure you knock before you come. Take a careful look. Make sure you do not miss any detail: from my upside down […]

The Constant Wife: In the centre all things are one

Saadia Ahmed is starting a series of blogposts for us on the experiences of one contemporary Pakistani housewife Ramzan was in full swing. I would wake up early in the morning or late at night assuming the role of a dutiful daughter-in-law and a more dutiful wife trying to fry an egg without breaking the yolk. […]


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