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Posted on April 14, 2009 by

Trip To Syria: The Lioness’s Den

Continued from Trip To Syria: Flying Away. ************** We reached the hotel in Muhalla-e-Zainabia on the outskirts of Damascus. Imagine waking up from a deep sleep and then having to carry sixteen heavy suitcases to the hotel building. And it doesn’t stop at that. The room was on the third floor. Thank God for the Read More

Posted on February 23, 2009 by

Back But Khuda Hafiz Again

I’m back. Where was I? Well, my grandmother called me and I went to pay her a visit. I am now officially a Zaair of Lady Zainab Binte Ali (S.A.), Princess of Islam and Queen of Syria! Man, what a peaceful visit! No tension, no problems, nothing to bug me. Just me and my thoughts, Read More

Posted on December 18, 2008 by

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I intended to go jogging this morning so I went to bed early last night, around 1 a.m. I knew I won’t wake up in the morning at six. But when KESC decides to shower it’s blessings on you, you can’t help it. I turned off my alarm at 6 a.m. and went back to Read More

Posted on November 17, 2008 by

Dead Goldie 2: Big-Goldfishlessness

So the other one decided to pass out too today. Mom: Would you like me to fry her for you? Me: Yeah, right! Sister: Oh my God, she’s dead too? What’s she doing in that net you’re holding? Me: She wanted to come give you a Salsa lesson before I throw her away. Idiot! ***** Read More