Nayab Malik

Tag: family

  • 7 Resolutions, 7 People, and 7 Reasons To Love 2013

    2013 was the year of so much loss and so much more gain. I got rejected from one college, got into two others, and took a year off. In this ‘gap year’, I learned so much, met so many people, laughed, and cried. Since this is New Year’s Eve, I thought it only fitting to →

  • That Grasshopper’s Sitting On A Book, Cooking Berries

    If you stepped into my room on any given evening in the year 2007, you’d invariably find me curled up somewhere, reading. How I miss thirteen and all the years that preceded it. Childhood was a time where I saved up all my pocket money to buy a fuzzy slip covered notebook, which I then →

  • Of Mammograms, Ultrasounds and Peacocks

    As you step onto the slick marble floors of the Shaukat Khanum Memorial Cancer Hospital and Research Center, you’re faced with a bank of elevators.To the left veers the Radiology Department, and to the right sprawls the Nuclear Medicine Ward. It was there that I turned.  The brightly lit corridor is infused with sunlight, pouring in from →

  • On Being Struck By Lightning, And Dying

    Wednesday, July 10th, 2013. Today, I died. At around 3 PM today, I was outside, dancing in the rain that I so passionately loved. It was a full blown thunderstorm, with dense grey clouds that seemed to have absorbed all the world’s grief. For me, however, the blue grey streaks that split the sky into →

  • Oh, Him And Her And Them? They’re Just My Home…

    I’m not homeless. Just to clarify what ‘home’ means to me: it means somewhere you can return at the end of a long, exhausting day and hang up your metaphorical coat, and don your fuzzy slippers. Home is comfort, and familiarity. Home is where you play your music the loudest, where the mirrors have seen →

  • How Facebook And I Came To Be…

    This memory came back to me right after I read an entry in the Daily Post. Something about it being Facebook’s ten year anniversary next year. I actually remember how I heard about Facebook…it’s an interesting story. Somewhere in 2008, I was angrily sharing a dilemma that had cropped up on the then popular social →

  • My Senile Grandmother. And Her Cat Who Knits Me Sweaters.

    What makes a blog great? Or: Why I Spend All My Time On WordPress Let’s see… 1. CAPTIVATING TITLES! – If a post has a funny, quirky title, I’ll be sure to open it up. And if it has some words outlined in bold, well then, I decide to camp out on the blog with my cup →

  • “When God Made Time, He Made Plenty Of It.”

    Yesterday, a friend’s pet passed away, her grey Persian cat who she dearly loved. Weeping, she told me “No one can ever replace him.” At that moment, it would’ve been imprudent to counter her statement, but it did get me thinking. Are people and things really irreplaceable? For example, I love my sisters, and I →

  • My Teacher, Who Pets Some And Tries All…

    My teacher can’t be seen, or heard even. My teacher has never received much recognition, except on job resumes, or in hiring adverts. My teacher is intangible, and comes in infinite different shapes and sizes. And so, my teacher cannot be seen or heard. Unless you really start to listen. Because my teacher is experience. Experience started →

  • Never Try To Outstubborn A Cat…

    Hi, Favourite Person Remember last Saturday when I went to that sleep over? You looked pretty much nonchalant as I was leaving. You watched me while I stuffed my favourite neon pink pajamas inside my handbag with your glassy stare, and I knew you were judging me. I tried to pat you on the head but you →

  • You Can Kid The World. But Not Your Sister.

    “Naturally” said Madam Rosmerta, with a small laugh. “Never saw one without the other, did you? The number of times I had them in here — ooh, they used to make me laugh. Quite the double act, Sirius Black and James Potter!”  – Madam Rosmerta” 11 years, you know. Of being a double act. Yes →

  • An Un-Thanksgiving Thankful List

    Where I’m from, there’s no Thanksgiving Day. But since today, all day I’ve read more and more posts about what people have to be thankful for, I decided to write my own list. My Not-Quite-A-Thanksgiving List. So here goes. I’m thankful: That Autumn lasted a month longer than it was technically supposed to (favourite month). →

  • Success To A Nine Year Old Is:

    A life lived well. This is what my nine year old sister has to say about it. You haven’t lived well unless you have: 1. A big house, with a swimming pool, massage table and a stocked fridge. 2. Never ending food. 3. A pet, preferably a cat. 4. Colouring books. 5. Crayons and pencils. →

  • Dear Minz

    Hi Minz. I feel like writing something to you right now. Call it sudden inspiration. You might like it.  You’re my best friend, and the best sister anyone in the world could ever ever have, you know. You’re an Aries, so that means you’re kind of reckless sometimes, and don’t really listen to anyone even →

  • Don’t Bury Me…Just Yet

    My cat, Coco recently gave birth to three beautiful orange and white kittens. It was just too good to be true, as I found out today. I checked on the kittens, only to find that two of them looked…well, dead. I panicked and picked them up. They were barely holding on at the moment, and →

  • OhMiGod, Minz Please Don’t Disappear!

    You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go! My favouritest person alive is my sister. Her pet name is Minz, and she’s 14 years old..(mentally she is 3) <— just my little joke 😀 Reason →

  • I Am, My Sister’s Keeper

    Jodi Picoult’s novel, ‘My Sister’s Keeper’ starts off with the chapters being divided into different events seen by different characters. It starts with Anna Fitzgerald waiting to see a lawyer who has just recently, sued God, and won. Picoult brings a larger than life view to Campbell Alexander, the lawyer, and then places him as →

  • Houston, We Have A Fluffball <3

    Okay so you see this cat sitting on a chair and giving the camera one of the best ‘dafuq’ faces I’ve ever seen? This is the story of how this party animal became a mommy (the all night ragers had to go…), and made me and my two sisters the happiest kitty owners in the →

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