mishaoneTime passes slowly, but surely. You forget to pick at a scab and it heals. Then a sudden thought, a word, a gesture, it picks the scab clean off. And you stare at it and wonder when the healing process will finally be complete.
Archive for July, 2010
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Don’t you just love it when people discard your views based on your sex? When people assume you have nothing to contribute to a conversation because your place is in the kitchen or at a gossiping session with the other khawateen? Men look at women and sigh and shrug. “What am I to do? I [...]
They will see us waving from such great Heights, ‘come down now,’ they’ll say But everything looks perfect from far away, ‘come down now,’ but we’ll stay…
From one beach to another. It’s still the same ocean. Imaginary boundaries run criss-crossing through it, but you can’t segregate water quite so easily. When I get too high on life, I look at the stars and the sea to remind me of the vastness I cannot hope to conquer in my lifetime. It makes [...]
Own. Is there a word that implies more familiarity? When does that which is not your own start feeling like it is? Can you only have one place that gives you that feeling of belonging at a time? Must I let go of the old to “own” the new? Will all of this ever be [...]
