In Pakistan, on Christmas my mother would go for Midnight Mass and light a candle. “You are a Muslim! Why did you go to a church for a Christmas service?” a woman asked her. “Because I am a Muslim,” my quick-witted mother retorted . . .
An Arabian Christmas
“It’s Christmas Eve tonight,” my boss said to me, speaking in a gentle, sentimental tone. “We should do something for the nurses on the floors.” I was surprised. Surprised because this was Saudi Arabia where Christmas is a no-no. And my boss was a Saudi man.