Now that I am an adult and way, way past an impressionable age there are certain things I don’t give a damn about anymore. I have spent too much of my life worrying about things and people which should not even have mattered in the first place. Take it from me guys, perfection is overrated. All the perfect people I know are exhausted. Exhausted from trying too hard and all the time. And if you consider yourself a perfect person and would like to counter argue that you are not exhausted, girl, you’re just lying to yourself. So, following are a few of the things which I can’t even, anymore: I d ..read more

The other day I was talking to friend and we started chatting about closet organizers. I told her that for the life of me I couldn’t figure out how to store my husband’s assortment of uniforms. She was surprised and asked me if there was more than one kind of uniforms. Which, at first, surprised me and then led to the realization that we are living with a plethora of the most weirdest military stuff that normal people aren’t. So, if you are an army wife and were to take a look around your house and then compare it with your civilian friends’ homes chances are you will have an assortment of wei ..read more

  When she was a little girl Of five, She loved nothing more than Dressing up her guriya Like a bride. With its red kiran laced dupatta, Which her mother had sewn, Lovingly. And a gold, plastic tikka Plastered, To its porcelain forehead. The hands of her doll hennaed The red ghoongat covering Its face. Just above a slash of red Across its full lips. And as it was Ten years passed. And then ten more. There she sat, herself, on the same throne. A living, breathing Guriya Swathed in yards of Red kiran laced dupatta which Her mother had sewn so lovingly, For her little darling. Awaiting her b ..read more

Disclaimer: This is inspired from a story I read online. The author was unknown otherwise due credit would have been given. The story goes that God was creating the mould for military wives and it took a lot more time than was anticipated. The Angels speculated for some time as to why it was taking so long. Finally one of the Angels came to God, “Lord, why this one is taking up so much time? Surely our standard mould should suffice.” The Lord replied, “Have you even seen the specifications for this mould? It is the longest list we have ever compiled and seems nothing short of impossible. She h ..read more

Your bestie got married and after a while went ahead and got herself a kid. Sure, she may annoy the crap out of you all the time with nothing else but baby talk. She may babble on and on about how her kid is absolutely a handful and why she ever thought she was ready to be a mother. On the other hand, she may also Whatsapp you a dozen pictures of her kid ALL WITH THE SAME ANGLE! People with kids can be annoying, we have established that. But, no matter how annoying they may come off, there are things that people who don’t have kids should never, ever say to people with kids. Did I mention you ..read more

If you are married to a military man chances are you have spent time away from each other, frequently. He may have been gone for only a couple of weeks (yes, couple of weeks is no biggie). Or he may have been away on a longer attachment; a year or two. If you have been lucky enough to move with your husband to whatever far-off corner he’s been posted to: count your blessings. If you have not spent time away so far chances are you eventually will. A fun, little project before we moved apart. The hardest part about the husband being away is raising kids in his absence. You are a single parent fo ..read more

The other day I took my three year old to the playground. He’s a shy kid. Around other kids, especially. He has never had any kids around him who are his age. The older ones usually look at him like he’s a little kid (and he is) and while they will dote on him they won’t exactly ask him to come and play with them. The younger kids are too young to even know that he even exists. So, he’s mostly had his mama and baba as his primary companions. Then the grandparents and uncles and aunties. Which is why it takes him a while to get comfortable around other kids his age, older or younger. He needs m ..read more

Hoot, hoot! I’d been checking my social media and happened to come across someone’s post raving about a new play café in town. Possessing a three year old myself, I decided to swing by the place the very next day. And boy was I glad that I did! This little nook is the first of its kind in Karachi. The Owl’s Nest play cafe is a huge, multi-level play area dedicated to children with a cranny to the side for parents to rest their feet at while sipping on some coffee is what every mother’s dreams are made of. The ground floor has a long water bath which is guaranteed to keep the little ones ..read more

We had been meaning to check Khewra salt mine off our list for quite some time now. But between husband’s awful work routine, a hectic move and all the packing which ensues we could not make time. This week, finally, we decided to push everything back on our schedules and take a quick trip to this gorgeous wonder of nature. Why this mine is special? Because it is the second largest salt mine in the world. Wrap your head around that, took me a couple of minutes, I swear! It is also Pakistan’s largest and oldest salt mine. It has 17 active levels to this day and draws up to 250,000 visitors each ..read more

Recently, I have been AWOL (absent without leave) from the blog because I’d been traveling and had been away from home for quite some time. When I finally did get back, I was consumed with bags upon bags to unpack. Next came giving the house a thorough scrubbing and cleaning because it was not under my watchful care for an entire two months! And we all know how much husbands tend to cleaning *wink*. When I finally had my sh*t together that is when came the mother of all news; we had been posted! All hell broke lose, naturally. I was not mentally or emotionally ready to move just yet (especiall ..read more