I never thought I was one to blabber on about my children. I was wrong. Most of it comes from an unending urge to remember their little quirks and moments as they grow up. And since I have a memory quite unworthy for a round of applause, I thought I’d pour some it out here. … More My babies
It’s all getting colder by the day. Not the kind of cold that easily goes away by donning an extra sweater, or roasting your toes in front of the heater. It’s getting so very cold. Hearts are freezing. Icicles are now inhibiting a once warm and cozy arterial system. Cold stares, chilled smiles, frosty faces, … More A warm heart and a cold storm
Recently, I was flicking through the local channels when my fingers suddenly stopped on Pakistan Television (PTV) – our once-glorious national channel is now on permanent crutches, a tragic outcome of trying to keep up with modern trends. And amid such handicaps, there he was, the immortalised Mr Tariq Aziz, boisterously putting up questions of general … More An ode to all that does not change
These days there are two kinds of married people. Incessant planners and the oblivious non-planners. There are people who plan everything, right down to the prospects of a college fund for their currently unborn children. Then there are people who can’t even spell the word ‘plan’. They leave it all to God and believe in … More The Parenting Puzzle
Nida Khan Writes 