Today, it’s my turn!
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So after attempting to write a full post for the 4th time today, I’ve decided to take a break, and maybe not worry about the #MondayBlogs schedule too much.
It’s been 12 hours since I ate or drank anything, and there are just 3 hours left for the first fast of Ramzan (in Karachi, at least) to come to an end. I’ve spent some of this time outside, some of it trying to write my regular Monday blog, and part of it scribbling in my sketchbook: Read More
A colleague at Indireads wrote a charming romantic novel with an explicit sex scene. The story could have been written by Shakespeare himself, but for one reader, the thought of sex before marriage between an Indian couple was all that blazed out at him. He left a vitriolic little review for the author along the lines of ‘this doesn’t happen in our culture’. The author was understandably frustrated. “How do they think we became a population of one billion people? Storks!?” But the review affected her enough for her to tone down her words. She told me that her next book had no sex scenes, at least, none that may be construed as ‘against our culture’. She couldn’t be sure, even then, that her words wouldn’t be misunderstood, judged and found to be wanting. Read More
I don’t have cookie-cutter relationships, Rumi. Women aren’t iPhone apps that I download and discard.
Image courtesy of Ertaza, Creative Commons. This is the Ispahani Hangar targeted by the terrorists.
My husband had an eight o’clock flight this morning that has understandably been delayed. The attack on Jinnah Airport has been horrific. We spent most of the night watching the attack unfold on TV and following feeds on Twitter that was trending #KarachiAirport globally.
More disturbing than the distressing images on TV were the tweets from India applauding the attack (they believe we deserve it) and the contemptuous deconstruction of security at the airport by Westerners (The Guardian ran live updates on their site, with tweets coming in from journalists on the ground and one or two stuck in the airport itself). It was comforting therefore, to see an equal number of prayers and good wishes coming from all corners, including from our non-hawk Indian neighbors. Read More
I learnt a lot from reading it – about Pakistani culture and expectations, about Karachi, and even about the nature of love. The characters that Natasha Ahmed creates are fully fleshed out individuals and I could associate with each and every one, which made reading the book a rich and fulfilling experience. This is a great book, which I would recommend to anyone, and I can’t wait for another story from Natasha!
Originally posted on Amazon
Originally posted on Aarti’s blog:
Natasha Ahmed is a fan of Rumi, the seminal poet and philosopher, without whom the world would be a poorer place indeed. This is eminently clearnot from the name of her heroine, who is also called Rumi (LOVE that!) but from a poem called “Meeting Place” that the poet wrote, to describe what love really means: beyond right and wrong and good and bad.
Originally posted on mylittlebookblog:
Right, so today I am celebrating for doing so much better than I thought I had in an essay. I have been panicking about this essay for what feels like forever. So, after being pleasantly surprised, I have celebrated by taking the entire day off to read, and blog and review! I’ve been reading this book on and off for around a week and it really is a lovely, interesting and well-written book. This was sent to me through my very popular reviews page, and is described by the author as a South Asian romance. However it turned out to be so much more than that, and I rather feel the author undersold it to me because it works rather brilliantly. The use of differing locations, cultures and social constructs leads to a book with a very interesting and quirky plotline. Additionally, and I know you shouldn’t judge a book…