I love the smell of cardamom. Once in awhile I crave pistachio ice cream. Just once in awhile, my Pakistani roots show through. These are my thoughts as I almost land in London for the Star Wars Celebration. It is 1:20am in Virginia and 6:20am here in London.
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The Detroit airport has a religious reflection room. Zakaria and I prayed in there before boarding our connecting flight to Dulles. Funny enough, we flew out of National and I didn’t realize we were flying into Dulles until we were in the security line.
I have been up since 4:00am. That's not really out of the ordinary but I decided to go to the masjid for morning prayer. All Dulles Area Muslim Society (ADAMS). I sat in the parking lot listening to Quran recitation before the call to prayer.
The Battle for Atlantis. In 2018, I was in Atlantis watching UVA play with Aamir, Leena and Zakaria. It was a month after Hadi returned to Allah (swt). I am now at home alone, watching KU play.
You are too nice, Saira. I hear this on a regular basis. I am not quite sure what that means. I need boundaries, apparently and I need to use my voice. Again, what does that mean? Wait, I need to go back to my childhood and explore why I want everyone to like me?
We are coming up on four years since Hadi said peace out and returned to our creator. I just watched a video of Zakaria and Hadi going down one of the bumpy slides at Cox Farms. It was awesome to hear Hadi ask Zakaria his thoughts on the slide.
We are waiting to board our flight back to Virginia and I am exhausted. That being said, I am able to reflect on how awesome the Disney Expo was as Zakaria sleeps on my shoulder.
It’s almost October. I am still of the opinion that pumpkin items shouldn’t be offered until October 1st. I am at Dunkin though and the pumpkin donut is looking pretty good. I draw the line at a pumpkin spice latte though.
Chicago. One of my first memories is of me sitting in my Marium Thai’s kitchen after my Thaiya had passed. Cisero. Another memory is of Asad’s mom’s funeral. Man, she was so beautiful, mashaAllah. I am on a Southwest flight and the tears are flowing. It is early and everyone is sleeping and they are silent tears.
It is Eid. I am on my third cup of coffee and it is not even 3pm. Zakaria thinks I will get up to five cups. We shall see. It's Cold Spoon, in case you were wondering, Dunkin first and then Duck donuts. You can tell I am high class. We prayed at 6:30am at the Muslim Community Center (MCC) in Maryland. My parents prayed later.
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