Born this way.

I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition. Hello folks. Aah, I loathe to admit that these wise words aren't my own; they belong to... Continue Reading →

Weekends.

Couple dynamics in contemporary families is a complex, almost incomprehensible affair. Our roles should not be defined by gender we promulgate, yet within the confines of our individual homes, away from prying eyes of family, friends and society;  we are often left wondering what it means to be The Wife or The Husband. We battle... Continue Reading →

Walking on eggshells.

I assume many have abandoned this blog by now. I can see the numbers dwindle and my hard work wither away. It's been so long, and so sparse. The posts on this page are as rare as rain in Doha, and I could blame circumstance, life and the universe for it. But in truth, I... Continue Reading →

The fabulousness of an imperfect life.

There are possibly only three constants in life- boredom, change and death. Death is of course irreversible and inevitable and we shall talk no more of it, at this present juncture. We shall let death lie in wait, for another day. Boredom and change are inseparable bedfellows. One cannot be without the other, and one... Continue Reading →

Ma Wednesday- Liking the dislikes.

Everybody talks of the beauty of being a parent. Many also share their challenges and hardships. But not often do we hear about disliking being a parent. Is it unkind, ungrateful and blasphemous to admit that I sometimes hate being a parent. Yes, hate. I often say to people how hate is such a strong... Continue Reading →

Another adventure?

I have a confession to make- I still don't drive in Qatar. Mainly because I couldn't be bothered with taking a test (my home country licence doesn't cut it here), and also because The Mister never had to take one :-/. Irrational I know! He has been to all sorts and kinds of countries (South... Continue Reading →

Oops!

I have no idea how that happened 😉 That's what happens when the weekend becomes a marathon food prepping, dish-washing/ laundry sorting, washing, folding and sorting again session. Add to the mix, a self- destructively curious, relentlessly roving toddler on a food strike. Now I understand what comfort eating means! Till next time.. Dr J.

Runday Monday- Update!

I started typing this post last night, and that is the last I remember of it! I woke up at 2:34 AM and as a gingerly opened my eyes, and readjusted my stiff, complaining neck, I was greeted by an eerie white light shining into my face. I hoped I had died of exhaustion and... Continue Reading →

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