”What Advice Would You Give Your 20-Year-Old Self?” My son Saqib asked me. ”Trust Your Instincts!” That is my advice to my 20-year-old self, or any 20-year-old for that matter.
Read moreStaying in Love
“I can’t live without you,” I called my husband.
“What happened?” he asked, knowing that this was not a romantic Valentine’s Day thing.
“The printer jammed.” “Oh!” He chuckled. But printer aside, that is the truth.
Matchmaker, Matchmaker, Make Me A Match
While in Pakistan, I was hanging out with friends when her phone rang. She excused herself and returning, apologized:
Matchmaker (MM): Sorry, it was a rishta call.
Me: What do you mean rishta call? [Rishta is ‘match' in Urdu]
MM: I am a matchmaker.
Leap Year Day Proposals: Is It Different for Muslim Women?
You bet. For Muslim women, every day is a leap year day—to propose, that is. I am not proselytizing. Honest! Just relishing my Muslim feminist moment.
Read moreA View On Marriage
Why did I marry my husband?
On the treadmill this morning, I clicked open David Brook’s Op-Ed ‘Three Views of Marriage’. Hmmm! Did my decision to marry Khalid fit into any one of those views?