• 6 Issues All International Students Face

    Flying to another country where you will live for the next four years can be challenging…to say the least. You’re excited, upbeat, willing to try new things, and face new obstacles. Until you find yourself staring at the unnaturally bare walls of your new dorm room, sitting on your suitcase – the one familiar piece

  • Lean On Me, Fall On Me, Laugh With Me…

    There’s a kind of love that I’ve heard about. There’s a girl who’s kept a wedding scrapbook since the age of 10, with bits of lace and newspaper articles talking about your perfect day! When she meets the boy she is meant to, her mind will swim with thoughts of wining, dining, and a lot of sweeping-off-of-feet.

  • Take Me To A Deserted Island…

    If you were stranded on a desert island, whom would you want standing by your side? Calculating the value of people is simple; just put two perspectives. Walking in to a room with sunshine in your hair and brilliance in your smile is easy. Anyone, and I mean anyone can fake a smile. I’ve met

  • Remember That?

    What can you say about memory? Nobody knows the future but everybody, everybody knows their past. I don’t know how it is for other people, but I remember it all. The worst part of total recall though, is standing in front of it, arms open wide. Hit me. You take that girl there, standing with

  • Send Me Flowers Again…

    Ring. “Drat!” The doorbell goes off Ten minutes to nine Precisely timed, Flowers on the porch Silver holder, pink card “From a secret admirer” “Oh, not again!” * I’m clean worn out With this flower business Just last week It was chocolates, A month ago Love poem, printed out I know my eyes sparkle And

  • 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

  • Mementos Are No Good. “You want remember, so just remember” – Janet Fitch

    I don’t know Why is it the world Works this way? * It used to show: You’d lie asleep, curled Never imagining It would be taken away * The highs and lows Did never manage to unfurl Your secret looks, Your kisses and your smiles Bright as the day * I wonder why, just now

  • Pain, Loss, And Art

    The birthday call The phone rings at precisely twelve A shuffle, a pause “Hi, happy birthday” “Why thank you” The awkward silence Stretching, expanding, drowning Every minute weeping, Telling the tale Of a different memory. * The world out there The sky and earth Niches carved for sun and stars It’s still the same “But

  • Emasculation and Derogation…Why Respect Can Never Be Overrated

    I’ve seen so many couples. Teenagers in for a ‘fling’, couples struggling through their 10th anniversary, even couples who relished their 70th year together, and still found themselves wishing for more time. And now I want to root out the rules for a successful relationship. I won’t pretend that I can even begin to understand

  • I’ll Love You…On February 14th

    “Hi, so I know we’ve only been dating for 5 months, but…would you be my Valentine?” “Of course! I didn’t know you felt that strongly about me!” “I do, I love you.” “You just said the ”L” word…Oh I couldn’t be happier!” *hugging and kissing ensues* Ahh, Valentine’s Day. Roses, chocolate, singing, serenading, presents, poetry

  • How Does Adultery Make You Feel?

    There’s something I cannot get off my mind at the moment. It’s not deep, brooded over or intellectual. But it’s been preying in my thoughts, inexorably. Adultery. Infidelity. Cheating. Two-timing. What do they all mean? If you ‘cheat’, will you be labeled an adulterer? Even if you have your reasons and are being treated badly?

  • You’re Anything But Ordinary…

    Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary. – Oscar Wilde Fall in love with someone who is/can be: Your best friend. Your ultimate confidant.  A really soft punching bag. A hugger. A pet (actions include snuggling, cuddling and puppy eyes) A cry-into-pillow. Superman. A realistic dreamer (paradoxically…) Your moral conscience, at parties and

  • Ahh Love, What A Silly Game We Play

    Setting: My favourite park. Scene: A freezing foggy night, time was around 12.08 AM. I was on the swings, obviously. Back and forth, back and forth, with my hair forming a mist around my head, which was bent with eyes closed. And then I felt the stirring of butterflies in my stomach, the whoop and

  • Problems With Mom? Go To Court..

    The Karachi Customs and Taxation Courts are located in an unassuming, non pretentious leafy, yellow bricked older than time building. My mom and I went there to sort out the last of the pesky court case that had been brought up against her wrongly, by a confused old man who was convinced she was the

  • Finally Built My Time Machine – And Threw It Away

    Go back in time to an event you think could have played out differently for you. Let alternate history have its moment: tell us what could, would or should have happened? This. Is. Epic! I have the actual chance to hypothetically change my history as I know it. So what should I revisit and change? Juicy possibilities

  • How To…Love The One You’re With

    Love the one you’re with. Love the place you’re in. Love the time you’re in. Love the people around you. Love and live, the moment! What might I mean, you ask? Well, ‘love the one you’re with’  crops up: a phrase which directly interprets as ‘love the person you’re with, even if you’re not in

  • I Finally Found It!

    I love research. Because I’m naturally and annoyingly curious. Add that and put Google in the mixture, and there you go. Lately I’ve taken to googling things like “How to know if you’re in love” and “Is your relationship going to last?” Silly stuff really, but people have googled topics like “Has the milk in my fridge

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