where from?

By |September 6th, 2010|

We shuffle in to the room, our tracks muddy from the stereotype milking; of course, it has to be the charous who are late.
Ushered […]

A bit of a bastard

By |August 25th, 2010|

I always thought I'd be writing books, not designing them.

Beyond creed: Islamically inspired desktop wallpaper

By |August 10th, 2010|

For Ramadaan and beyond.

My name is Saaleha Bamjee

By |July 27th, 2010|

I could have been a Sakinah, a Qur-atul-Ayn or a Naseeha.

Had I popped into this world Y-chromosomed and cocksure, I may have been named […]

Feel free to stick these up

By |July 10th, 2010|

Influence: www.simpledesktops.com

Cairo Alight: a series on lamps

By |July 9th, 2010|

Cairene Lamps

Notes to the Unconceived #1

By |June 26th, 2010|

Don’t fail me by falling for pretty and popular.

Illilliqa

By |May 29th, 2010|

Some of the things I will miss:

  • Walking everywhere at anytime without having one of my hands pat a can of pepper spray
  • Halaal everything
  • www.otlob.com
  • Egyptian halwayat […]

In my reductionist world…

By |May 27th, 2010|

…there is no honour killing, only honourable living.
No woman is forced in to or out of a burka.
The mind is valued over the mob.
We […]

The Buried

By |May 23rd, 2010|

It was 3 AM and I was digging a hole in the desert.
Christa stood next to me.
In the torch light, she was a fidgety monster patting a bundle in her arms.
“Is it done yet Tess?”
Her voice was gritty in the smooth silence.
“Almost there hun, you just hang on.”
She went back to poking at the swaddle and cooing in delirium.
“Uh-huh, I’m so sorry baby, I’m so sorry. Momma’s gonna try and make this better you hear? I’ll be better next time. I’m so sorry.”
I’ve been here three times before; digging holes for Christa in the desert.
You could call me a good friend.
Dependable. Complicit. Fucking insane.
[…]

Ummi

By |May 9th, 2010|

My parents would have been married 28 years today.

I wonder if I would have truly known my mother’s strength had my dad not been […]

Wat gat nou hier aan?

By |May 8th, 2010|

We've been here for just over three months and we still haven't figured out what this framed tapestry on the lounge wall is all about.

Sweet Alexandria

By |May 7th, 2010|

In a glass lightly

Wadi Rischrasch

By |April 29th, 2010|

Sometimes, Cairo, with all of its rich fullness and grainy texture, displaces the mind's quiet.
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