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As a nation we could not be more ashamed of anything than the lynching of two brothers in Sialkot last week. I don't have the courage to see the uncensored video, as even the glimpse of censored video on GEO gives me shivers. It is traumatizing, sad and shameful. As a mother I cannot even fathom the pain their mother must be going through and as a human being I cannot imagine the level of cruelty

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I am not I.I am this onewalking beside me whom I do not see,whom at times I manage to visit,and whom at other times I forget;the one who remains silent while I talk,the one who forgives, sweet, when I hate,the one who takes a walk when I am indoors,the one who will remain standing when I die.-by Juan Ramon Jimenez(1881 - 1958)

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My little one, Zain, recently learned to point. I never realized how much one can accomplish by just pointing. When he wants go outside he will point to the door, this will continue till we actually take him out. We can try distracting him, or turn him in another direction but the finger will stay pointed to the door.It is amazing how human brain develops and how they learn what they learn on

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We moved, finally!After 5 years of traveling 120 miles every day, we decided to move closer to my work. The big deal wasn’t even the numbers of miles, it was crossing two New York City bridges each way and paying huge amount for tolls and gas and still sitting in traffic for a lot of unnecessary hours. There were times when it took 3 hours to reach work, 3 hours! Unbelievable and not only I went

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DisclaimerAny resemblance to real persons, living or dead is purely coincidental. May be too intense for some husbands readers.Wife: We need to clean the house before the guests arriveTypical Husband: It looks clean to me (switches on the TV)Ideal Husband: Yes, let me know what I can do to help, vacuum maybe?Wife: Oh God I forgot to bring the bib (baby is crying)Typical Husband: Didn't you

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We decided to have a BBQ on Saturday, DH is the one usually doing all the grilling I just help him finish the end product of his hard work. We realized that we were missing a couple of VERY important things (Soda and Corns) so DH asked me if I can go get it from the store . After making sure that he knows that this is a huge favor I am doing for him, I agreed. Please bear in mind this is a

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He runs to me for a hug the instant I enter the home. But sometime he doesn't, he only glances at me and then continue with his activity and I know he just wants me to come over and give him a hug and as soon as I come close he will open his arms for a hug. As if showing me his anger for not being there all day. Once he start the hug it is hard to free myself, he would rub his face against mine

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ooooh I am so excited to introduce you to my Guest Blogger, Danielle Buffardi!She is a mother of three year old boy plus a freelance Writer/Editor. Her blog is named "Horrible Sanity", beside falling in love with the name, I am addicted to her posts as well. One she writes very frequently, two her posts are short, interesting and thought provoking, three I am in love with the design of the

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Lisa Belkins touches an interesting phenomenon in her NY Times article about the shift in parenting style over the years. 1920's were all about discipline, 40's were more about quality then quatity of time spend with your children and then later it was about choosing your style/guru and sticking to it. She believes that the most recent approach "helicoptering, smothering mothering, alpha

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Caption: Scientists from the RAND Corporation have created this model to illustrate how a "home computer" could look like in the year 2004. However the needed technology will not be economically feasible for the average home. Also the scientist readily admit that the computer will require not yet invented technology to actually work, but 50 years from now scientific progress is expected to solve

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Next Friday I am having a Guest Blogger right here on my blog and at the same time I will be writing a guest post on that person's blog.Not going to tell you who that is (so sneaky!) you can check back on Friday to see for yourself.I think Guest blogging is such a great idea not only it the provides bloggers exposure to new readers, it also exposes the readers to other interesting blogs.So

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It started at 2pm Friday and ended on Monday night..After work on Friday me, dear hubby and kids just hung out on the deck till sunset, then later in the night after putting the kids to bed we watched two movies in a row (how adventurous!).. Valkyrie and The ReaderStrangely both of the stories were related to the Holocaust, I had no idea when I picked them up from Blockbuster...as a result I kept

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After writing the last post I decided that I have to take serious steps towards Ahad Potty Training Project. So first and most important thing I did on Saturday morning is I took out the Potty chair and put it in the living room in front of the TV. Then as soon as Ahad woke up I ran him to the potty chair and he sat on it for almost half an hour but no success. I decided it that I should give him

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Its been such a long time since I posted any update on my kids so here it is:Ahad is still ignoring Zain, except one and only time. That was at the pediatrician office after getting his Hepatitis A vaccine, a blood test and TB test, he was pretty upset and wanted to come out of the clinic as fast as possible. He kept repeating "lets go" and for an instance he thought we were leaving without Zain

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Due to the economic crisis in the world, looming threat of losing ones job anytime, and no wiggling out of mortgage payments and many other self inflicted expenses , I have been thinking greatly about my spending habits and ways I can improve them.I have made deliberate effort to wind down my shopping sprees unless absolutely required. Not going to the malls, help. Once at the mall, I am bound to

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I am a pathetic follower of rules. So for example if it is written no food or drink on a bus I would not dare to take out my recently bought delicious sandwich to nibble on, even if the bus ride is couple of hours long. This means no taking down the stroller the escalator in the mall even when there is no security guard around. It also means after getting a $600 cell phone bill, I couldn’t come

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"I would never die for my beliefs because I might be wrong" -Bertrand Russell

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As I mentioned previously we had to travel abroad with our newborn son Zain for my brother’s wedding. He was only 19 days old at that time and it took us approx 24 hours to reach Peshawar. I confess that till we boarded on the plan I was a wreck but as soon as the plane departed everything seem to be in better control. Here are a few things that I learned from the experienceDo not leave anything

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I don’t have a primary doctor, which is imprudent and arrogant. Imprudent because when I will need to see a general physician I would have to fill out tons of paper work for their patient record first. Arrogant because how dare I think I don’t need one.Anyway I got sick last week with sore throat and high fever and I needed to see a doctor. So I go to a walk-in clinic near our house. After all

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Its been a long time seen I posted on the site, but of course with a legit reason. First We had a beautiful addition in our family, a baby boy born on Dec 20th, 2008. We named him Zain Shafi. He was 7lb 6oz and was 21 inches tall. Here is a picture of himWhen we brought him from the hospital, we had a full house with guests. There was my cousin from Canada with her four kids, came to help me with

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In my humble opinion there are basically two types of wives in this world. One thinks of herself as “Achiever” where as the other one thinks of herself as “Deserver”The “Achiever” comes into a marriage thinking they can do everything and anything. Initially the motivation could be to prove themselves as go-getters. Over the year they will take as many responsibilities as possible. By 6 or 8

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We all want to think we are the perfect parents but I am sure many of us look back at the mistakes we made in raising our children. They may be small things, rather in-consequential in the bigger picture, but can still ruin your life’s simple pleasures.Since our second son is on the way I keep thinking of the things that I did wrong with my first one. For example as we have long winters in New

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So a few weeks ago I recieved an email from a someone called Gloria Goodale asking me if I would like to talk to her about "Arranged Marriages". She found be through my Blog and ofcourse I agreed. We set up the phone meeting a few days later and talked for about half an hour or so.The article is published now, take a peekhttp://www.csmonitor.com/2008/0909/p17s01-lifp.html(if you dont want to read

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by Philip PullmanThis book is a perfect conclusion to wonderful trilogy. It is a kind of book that you never want to end. It is a kind of book where I wished my commute could be longer so I can listen to it more. I was hung on each word. They story is amazing, the details are breathtaking, the character are astounding, and the narration is remarkable. It is a fantasy but so close to the 'truth'.

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We have been to Orlando many times before and visited the famous parks as many times. That is one reason when I started to plan again Manzar backed off. First of all he didn’t think it was worth taking days of off from work for something we have seen already. Secondly I was having a sort of reunion with my friends there and he was sure he cannot handle all that emotional crap for 5 days. But he

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Last night GEO TV was showing a documentary on Pakistani Americans who moved back to Pakistan after obtaining American citizenship to raise their children in Pakistan. They were talking about the perils of raising kids in western countries. The kids had their own opinions, some of them were pro and some were against. One kid said at least there are laws against drugs and drunk driving in USA

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by Alexander McCall Smith No. 1 Ladies’ Detective Agency series Some stories take you to place which is so different then yours. In fact it is a total opposite of a life you are used to. This novel is such a story. It took me into the loves of people who are very relaxed and easy going. They create no problems for themselves and even if they are faced with an issue they deal with it in a very

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My passion for beaches is relatively new and a bit surprising to me. Previously, I would go to the beach just because somebody else planned it, there were times when I dreaded all the sand that decided to tag along us after the day at the beach. I enjoyed beach as an afterthought, like if I would have to describe it to someone later on. It sounded very appealing.But this year things have changed

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The weekend was a running marathon. The entire time I was aggravated, annoyed, frustrated and exhausted. There were many moments where I felt like biting Ahad and reminding him that I am the boss.My mom is visiting us from Pakistan, which is awesome, but it means more time in shopping malls. I think, beside feeding us like cows, one of her other hidden agenda is to clean sweep the malls. Lilly

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Remember I told you about the classes I am taking Ahad to on the weekends. My intention was that he gets a chance to learn and play. And he does play and learn but one bad thing has happened, he has un-learned Urdu. Before he was making full sentences e.g if he wanted to watch something on the TV he would say “curos gorge lagado haiiii” (Translation: please put on curious George). But now! each

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Muneeb organized Ahad's videos well on his blog.. go take a look

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by Khaled HosseiniThis book is meant to kick you in your gut and then ask you to stand tall and still. It will make you miserable but still on your toes hoping for hope. The plot is gripping, you will not want to put down the book till you finish. In case you have to, you will keep thinking about the characters as if you know them personally. I had to take a break at the point when Laila had to

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I wrote a post about arranged marriages yesterday now let us consider flip side of the coin, Love Marriages. This is when couples know each other for a long time before they jump into something substantial. Sometime they even live together just to see if they get along. And sometime they even have kids before they walk down the aisle. But many times these marriages still fail miserably. If they

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It is always funny to see westerner’s expressions when I tell them I had a purely arranged marriage. The proceeding conversation is very entertaining but always the same. I enjoy it because even though they want to know more about arranged marriage but in reality the entire discussion is about me and my past life. How was it arranged? Did I have any say in it? Did I meet my husband before the

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No, I fine. I put pee-pee in toilet

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I started taking Ahad to these classes recently. Fortunately they offer session on the weekend at normal awaking hours like 11 am. There are some places where the classes started at 9am on a sat that means I would have to wake up at 7am to be ready by 9am and I am dedicated but not crazy mother.In reality we hardly make it at 11 even though both of us are up at 8:30 or so. And seriously it is not

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Fahad: “Tell them you don’t want the flowers, you want your money back”Me: “but I think I want the flowers, in fact I already asked them to redeliver”Fahad: “Are you sure???”Of course I am sure!Manzar sent me these flowers at work on valentine to show his love and affection. How sweet of him however unfortunately the delivery was late and I wasn’t able to pick it for couple of days (long weekend)

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By Kavita DaswaniThis is a story about 24 year old Anju who is still unmarried in India. This is almost unheard of in that culture, girls get married as soon as they turn 18 or even younger. Anju’s mother leave no religious practice to get her daughter married, she goes to every possible holy places and meet every possible spiritual person to cast of this bad omen from her daughter. Anju does

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Oh my, what a troubled mind I have! Or is it normal for people to spend hours and days contemplating over one tiny and probably insignificant statement.A few weeks ago I met a friend that I haven’t seen in ages and we were catching up on stuff, she recently got married and during our conversation she made an innocent comment that has thrown me in the rift of crazy thoughts since then.She said

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by Saira ShahSaira Shah writes heart wrenching stories about the people in Afghanistan starting from Russian occupation to American bombing of the country after 9/11. From her childhood she holds a beautiful image of her homeland portrayed by her father in his stories. When she turns 21, she travel to Afghanistan to see for herself but all she finds is a devastated land by the war. She finds

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The first thing he says is “Mama”. I know that because when I am home he does the same thing. He would lie in the bed and call out for me and wait till I come and pick him up. If somebody else goes he gets upset. The babysitter assures me that he is fine after a bit, he will wake up look for me in different rooms and then he just moves on to his day with watching TV and playing with his toys.It

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Why no one needed facebook back in the days....Savage Chickens: Facebook Cartoon

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Dear Ahad,You are now 2 years old, to celebrate we gathered all the kids (with their moms) at a cute little indoor playground. We decided to go with Elmo theme which was a no-brainer since you are in love with it, as far as we know. You sing the song it sings and say what it says and learns what it tells you and love to watch to that Mr. Noodle character. I mean it is fascinating to see you burst

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Not really sure what state of mind I am in for last few days but one thing is for sure I have reached clumsiness limits (if any). In fact might have raised the bar for all those out there who claims to be gauche.For example last night I decided to take Ahad to mall in the van. It was bitter cold so there were not a lot of cars in the parking lot. But I still park the van in between two SUVs

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I had so many complains about desi parents till I had my son. I used to wonder why most of them do not discipline their children, or why they get so defensive whenever something about their kids come up and most of all, why cant they shut up boasting about their kids.Now I have come to realize that I have become one of them. *shows her teeth*So if anybody have problem with defensive, spoiling and

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Right now I should be getting highlights in my hair, pampering my self with all kinds of cures like pedi and mani, enjoying blissful facials and so on. Maybe a hair cut for Ahad while stocking up on his juices and cereals. Busy with last minute shopping and going through anxiety of getting everything together before one leaves for four week vacation.But ALAS I am not doing any of the above. I am

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Ahad has been watching Sesame Street obsessively for some time now. I have set up the recording of the program on the DVR everyday. That saves us a bunch of money on DVDs and he gets a lot of variety to choose from. Although I have noticed he likes to watch only certain episodes, he would demand to see one of the few ones he likes. You’ll probably thinking how does he identify it, well it goes

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I don’t like to write about politics or the things going around in the world for one sole reason, I don’t keep up with it. I usually have a vague idea about what is the hot topic now a days but no clue about actual details.Nonetheless I need to vent about the whole “Emergency” situation in Pakistan.In my opinion the emergency may have been the only option for Musharraf now.I am not against

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“Oh my God I sound like my mom more and more I grow older” I am sure you must have heard or read this by some complaining woman somewhere.There is no denial to the influence of our parent’s personality on us. Majority of us have spend a big time of our lives with our parents and they made the most impression at the age when our brains are not developed enough to think on our own. As a child we

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Ahad used the potty for the first time today :DA lot of credits goes to this Elmo DVD. Lets hope he will continue to use it now.

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The fundamental value of Ayn Rands’ philosophy is that "Reason is man's basic means of survival." Her school of thought is that reality exists, it is our choice if we believe it or not, we see it or not, we perceive it or not. It is what she calls mind-independent reality, meaning “A is A” and it is your choice if you want to see it that way or not. Her philosophy rejects that faith or feelings

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Thats funny! I kind of wrote about this a few weeks ago.

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"Man has been called a rational being, but rationality is a matter of choice — and the alternative his nature offers him is: rational being or suicidal animal. Man has to be man — by choice; he has to hold his life as a value — by choice; he has to learn to sustain it — by choice; he has to discover the values it requires and practice his virtues — by choice.A code of values accepted by choice is

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I have been thinking of writing an updated version of Ahad Vocabulary, but it is not that easy to compose now. He has learned the art of making a sentence and now he talks to us as we talk to him. his favorite is asking ____ kaan hain? meaning Where is _____?When we are about to go outside he will askBootie kaan hain? Hamari gaari kaan hain? Diaper bag kaan hain? Dhoodho kaan hain? And so on.If

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It is Monday and I am Kitchen-Spent, it means all I did over the weekend was cooking cleaning entertaining and what not.A few weeks ago before Ramadan started I decided to have an Iftar party for few acquaintances. (which ended up being 15 or so people) Although a lot of food was already prepared, and Isma and Mahvish helped me with the rest of the stuff, I ended up spending all Saturday in the

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Report for: Huriya ManzarRationals are the problem solving temperament, particularly if the problem has to do with the many complex systems that make up the world around us. Rationals might tackle problems in organic systems such as plants and animals, or in mechanical systems such as railroads and computers, or in social systems such as families and companies and governments. But whatever

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I am not sure how this book got on my list, one day it just popped in the mail and I start listening to it without any background knowledge about the book or the author. I usually prefer to listen to books with un-perceived notions. This gives me a chance to judge the book on my own terms. Often times either the plot is spoiled or my judgment is clouded if I read review(s) before reading the book

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“The very concept of “God” should render that Being to the intelligent, rational, and logical scrutiny of the Human mind. An IRRATIONAL God, an ILLOGICAL God, a NON-INTELLIGENT God cannot exist, by definition.”— From Hero Worship

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Labor Day weekend proved to be pretty laborious for us. For some odd reason we decided that we will go for white water rafting. In hindsight there are two very obvious reasons we shouldn’t have;First Ahad is too young to be on a raft/canoe in rapid waters. This is a common sense for many but in all the excitement about the adventure I think our brains called in sick. Usually a trip down the river

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I am not sure if any of you have heard recent Nawaz Sharif’s Interview on the TV. I am sure he has some intelligible thing to say (you have to listen very carefully for it though) but the interesting part is that he talks in third person voice like “Nawaz Sharif ney yeh kiya or Nawaz Sharif ney who kiya”. So my father gets a real kick out of that (obviously he would, like every body anti PPP get

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This is just a stupid feeling that I get sometime. Usually because of the most ridiculous reason e.g. when somebody will be talking about all the new stuff in ORACLE 10g that I have no clue about or when I am reading an interview of some famous author or somebody tell me that they are going to NYU for MBA. It is hard to describe the feeling but, it’s like something is missing inside me, as if I

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I just got to work after dropping Ahad to the daycare. His first day there, I didn’t know it would be so hard. I mean when I came out I felt like crying and it wasn’t even like as if he was crying or was upset. He was a little reserve at first but after a while he started to get comfortable and eventually I sneaked out without letting him know. It gives me shivers to think of what he would have

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We had a surprise birthday party for Lilly Baji over the weekend. It was her 50th so obviously a little special. All of us gathered at my house, Honey brought the yummy food from Edison and I brought the cake from Mother Mousse Bakery. We then went to Lilly Baji’s house, we knew she was home because Kiran ( her friend) made sure she stays there. When she opened the door she saw a bunch of people

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We are thinking of enrolling Ahad in a daycare for a couple of half days a week. So I looked up some of the daycares in our area and visited one of them yesterday. It is called Kiddie Academy, it is the most adorable place I have ever seen. It could be because I have never stepped inside a nursery or day care before. But seriously it had class rooms with mini stuff, designed specifically for

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This is a very special month for my family. Not because the quantity of guests we had last month will not be challenged this month or not because Ahad locked himself in the car with the car keys in his hands for 5 minutes or not because I started to go to gym again after 7 month break or not even because the political situation in Pakistan is extremely unstable at this time with no definite

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Over the years I have realized that my organizational skills are pathetic.This weekend there was a pretty intellectual discussion going on at Chacha’s house about Islam. To my dismay I was unable to add anything of value to conversation. It is not as if I have no interest in the subject, in fact I am very passionate about it, also I do have few opinions and some information that I could add to

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Me:         Ahad, Abu kahan hain?Ahad:     Pathithaan

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This is an interesting thought that someone was discussing with me: If you want to know a person go look at his/her house or bedroom or closet and this will tell you more about him/her then if you have one to one conversation with them for some period of time.I guess the basis of this argument is people may not exactly say things they practice in real life.This brings me to another interesting

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Have your ever thought you knew a word but when you say it quickly, you blur out the wrong word? Ahad has been going through this phase; he can’t seem to remember the name Nemo. Maahvish got him two little Nemo plush toys and when ever you ask Ahad what they are, he first says Nomi, if you ask him again he says Meko and usually they third time he gets it right.It is the most adorable thing

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Apparently Ahad has developed a bit of fascination with the saucepans. No matter what we do he wants to play with the saucepans. The other day we took him to Toys-R-Us and got him a bunch of toys; he comes back home, throws them on the floor, and then runs towards the kitchen cabinets to get his hand on the saucepans.Imagine the thrill we had.He even wants to show them to each and every guest we

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“Do not praise your own faith exclusively so that you disbelieve all the rest. If you do this, you will miss the truth of the matter. God, the omnipresent and omniscient, cannot be confined to any one creed, for he says: Wheresoever ye turn, there is the face of Allah. Everybody praises what he knows. His God is his own creature and in praising it, he praises himself, which he would not do if he

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All excited I took Ahad outside to see the fireworks yesterday. We could see some of the Macy’s one as well as the others. To my surprise Ahad was scared. He had tears in his eyes and he hugged me as tight as his tiny arms could because he was so frightened by the loud noises. And for the first time in his life he wanted to go INSIDE the house rather then BA.

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Last week I over heard someone say that they cannot even think of moving to US because it has NO culture. She added that people don’t dress up here when they go out and cars honk a lot etc. This particular person was visiting US for the first time; she has moved to London a couple of years ago for her education and then eventually got married there.This made me; think does it really matter to us

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"This is pure heaven" - Ahad

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It is sad to say good bye to something so near and dear to one’s heart. What I am talking about are these 'Booties':We finally replaced them last week with new ones because these were over used, in fact physically abused. We got these for Ahad in the start of the summer and from then on he wore only this pair of 'booties'. Actually he learned the word ‘booties’ from them, so they have real

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Manzar: "Fahad this is an amazing omelet”Mahvish: "YOU MADE IT?? REALLY?"Me: "Why.....doesn’t he ever cook it at home?"Fahad: "NOO!! Because I am the KING there"

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Ahad is almost 17 mths old and learning to speak now. I just thought it would be interesting to jot down all of his vocabulary. So here you go...WordsAnd they meanMama BabaTathoo ( chachoo)Uncle (Azhar Bhai)MamooAnother Uncle (Fahad)Bhupo( phuphoo)Aunt (Isma)MammiAnother Aunt (Mahvish)BajiBaby SitterAali Cleaning Lady Jhooda (Jhoola)Swing Pak ( Park) Park as in Park – do I have to explain

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Finally we had the courage to take you (Ahad) for a hair cut yesterday. The experience we had the last time was horrifying so we delayed as much as we could. Even now I thought you looked fine with unruly set of hair on your head but Isma kept insisting that we have to get you a haircut. It required a lot of courage because last time you cried with total disbelief in your eyes that us (meaning

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With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion. - Steven Weinberg

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This was the second Father’s day for Manzar and we surprised him with a gift. I am saying surprised because he didn’t remember it was father’s day in the first place. The gift is an enlarged picture of Ahad when he learned to walk. He loved it! Ofcourse he would love it; this is the kind of gift that you know for 101% every father will adore and then best of all you get to cherish it the same, so

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I am standing in a grocery store aisle for last 10 minutes trying to decide what cookies to get. The 4 shelved 1 mile long aisle is filled with boxes and packets of cookies in all kind of shapes and flavors. And these are just the regular kind not the organic ones; there is another section for organic cookies somewhere here.It is pretty amazing to recognize the number of choices we have to make

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Ahad is of opinion that nothing should be placed on tables. I mean he does not get it, if all the stuff can go right on the floor why do we keep putting them back on the tables. They can just lie around there and we can pick them up when ever we need to use one of it. Let’s take an example, dinner plates; he truly believes that dinner plates can go right on the floor and we can use them there.I

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For me a movie or a book is brilliant if it stays with me for a long time after I have finished it. They are the ones that make you think about issues in your life with a different perspective. They are the ones that force you to come to a conclusion about stuff that you never thought about before, or even if they come to your mind earlier, you do not pay much attention.Namesake is such a movie.

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I woke up at 4;30 am local time here. We were extremely tired yesterday when we arrived in Peshawar. the wait on Jeddah airport drained every bit of energy from us (no no not from Ahad though) Ahad seems to be having a great time. Although his NaNai demands are getting out of control now. I had to let him play in a bathroom sink so many times in Jeddah airport, otherwise he would drive us crazy

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We are leaving for Saudi Arab tomorrow; we will be there for 6 days. It is a long flight to Jeddah and hopefully Ahad will behave himself on the flight.Manzar will be flying to Pakistan from there. From the media news it seems the situation in the country is very volatile, so I am hoping he will have a safe trip.

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I get it. Babies are human beings too, they have their ups and downs, sometimes they can be happy, sometimes sad, cranky, frustrated and so on. I seriously get it but what I don’t get is where on earth you got this Ghussa from!!So this is the story behind this scene:Last night you were having a uncomfortable sleep. I tried a couple of things to help you, like feed you, change sides, put you on

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The highlight of the weekend is that I got highlights. Some of you (all the guys) might not knot what highlights are well I can tell you what they are.. but why don’t you just Google it. In any case usually I get honey color highlights which are very subtle and hazy, however this time I decided to make a statement and went red. Red as in RED. So as a result I have red and black hair on my head. I

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Two things happened for the first time this week- Ahad burnt his right forefinger by poking it into a hot samosa and couldnt pull it out in time. it was very painful to see him cry so hard, he cried till he went to sleep at night. Such a horrible thing to witness.-Ahad said MAMA and he did so at time when I come home, he usually stand at the window and Isma called me on the fone when I was like

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"No one can be a great thinker who does not recognize that as a thinker it is his first duty to follow his intellect to whatever conclusions it may lead. Truth gains more even by the errors of one who, with due study, and preparation, thinks for himself, than by the true opinions of those who only hold them because they do not suffer themselves to think. " - John Stuart MillMy Interpretation: You

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I had a trip to dentist yesterday. Since we came to New York (1998) I have not gone for dentist check up. Well theoretically speaking I did when I was pregnant but at that time the dentist refused to do anything as my gums were too swollen. So it is not that I NEVER tried, nobody ever gave me a chance. OK I know a lot of you must be grossing out by this idea of having un hygienic mouth. Well

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Abu is a big tea drinker. Last week he was reading newspaper and this big cup of tea was cooling down next to him. A fly decided to hover over him he tried to get rid of it by swinging his hand here and there but it kept coming back to bother him. My mom has joke about that of how flies tend to sit on sugary sweet things and how she cannot understand why these same flies bother my dad. (Fly mood

Huriyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13464210663327759418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32951106.post-4571967614249324622007-04-24T06:46:00.000-07:002008-04-11T06:59:45.522-07:00

It is my 30th birthday today. 30 years on the planet earth!So did I do any thing worthwhile? Any thing that I am proud of or others are proud of? it depends on different perspectives. If comparing to an average Pakistani house wife, I believe there a couple of things that I am proud of. e.g. getting an American college degree, getting a well paid and respectable job, being independent etc. But if

Huriyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13464210663327759418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32951106.post-50861952235538450172007-04-18T12:54:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:01:48.747-07:00

I love waking next to my son. Usually he is the one who wakes me up by moving around and making small noises. So when I wake up I see him still sleepy lying on next to me but trying to open his eyes. And when he does and sees me, he always smile (a sleepy smile). Nothing can beat that. Then he tries to cuddle or roll over or say “khata khata” (I guess he tries to say good morning). We usually end

Huriyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13464210663327759418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32951106.post-55791943599306958582007-04-17T07:15:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:01:48.748-07:00

Last week was emotional roller coaster. I end up crying 3 times for no big reasons.when I didn’t like the baji and dreaded the idea of leaving Ahad with her so I sat and cried that nightwhen all my colleagues were on my throat for presenting an idea to upper management which created an emotional havoc. (someday I’ll tell you about his fiasco)when we were getting late for lunch in Connecticut and

Huriyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13464210663327759418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32951106.post-73861418214008755152007-04-10T10:21:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:01:48.749-07:00

To Ahad:We got a new baji for you. This is the fourth one you had to live with in a little more then a one year. It is beyond sad. Previously it was kind of ok because it seems that you did not mind that much but this time I can see how upset you are and I am really sorry for that. When I go home after work I notice the sadness in your eyes. It must be especially hard after the weekend when

Huriyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13464210663327759418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32951106.post-63724119876298183102007-04-10T06:06:00.000-07:002008-04-11T06:59:45.523-07:00

I am not even sure how long it is now that I posted something .. 7 or 8 months maybe. The reason is umm laziness. We did go to Pak for a month but that was just a month, then we were busy planning Ahad's birthday and Fahad's reception but then how long does it take to write a post. Oh I know what it was...I had a writer's block (khekhekhe).This just shows how structured I am. I start so many

Huriyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13464210663327759418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32951106.post-1159463737427590892006-09-28T10:14:00.000-07:002007-08-30T13:11:08.786-07:00

Sometime work can get boring. And it is no fun to have no fun. Let’s see why work can become dreary over time-same routine every day can cause to lose interest-life becomes predictable, lack of challenge-lack of achievement-thankless choresI am going through this phase right now. It seems I have no interest in work anymore; this is also because I have no interesting things to do. I have a dozen

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