Author Archives: Samar
Z: Amma, do you know, in some countries, mothers die really quickly. Me: Uhhh… what? Which country is this? Z: It’s a strange country. Me: Who told you about this? Z: My teacher. She showed us a video. In it, … Continue reading
Walked into one of the most beautiful buildings my adopted city has. Pretty apt that it’s a museum of Islamic civilizations. They definitely knew their architecture.
Z and I have been reading stories of prophets at bedtime these days. We have a bit of a Q&A every time I’m done reading to her (because it isn’t over until she’s dissected it from all angles.) Today’s question: … Continue reading
Yes, I’m sad Abdul Sattar Edhi has not won the Nobel Peace prize. His life’s work is definitely worthy of one. But that’s not to say that Malala receiving one is in any way unfair. Quite sick of the anti-Malala … Continue reading
I’m always amazed at the ways Z gets out of things she doesn’t want to tell / do / share etc. Today when she got off the school bus, she was clutching something in her hand and wouldn’t open her … Continue reading
So Z and I have a bit of friendly competition about how much we love each other. It started with: Z: I love you, Amma! Me: I love you too. Z: But 2 is so little! Ever since then we … Continue reading
Since I’ve decided not to reread Harry Potter till Z and I can read it together, I make do with the movies. (I miss Harry’s sass. He was funnier in the books.)Watching Prisoner of Azkaban right now and just realized that … Continue reading
Z had a very particular request this morning. Z: Amma, can I talk crazy?Me: Of course you can. (Because if you can’t talk crazy with your mom, who can you with?)
Z: Amma, I’m feeling ninety. Me: Ninety? Z: Yes, ninety. Me: What does that mean?Z: It means when I feel nice towards my mother. That’s feeling ninety. Best description ever of “ninety”.