Weekly Photo Challenge: Ephemeral

As an expat we don’t expect to live in one place longer than a few years. My son is only 5 and this is the third country he is living in. We get to meet a lot of different people who like us are on short assignments. We make friends and we learn to say goodbye. This photo of my son walking with his friend into the setting sun seems to signify the transient nature of an expat’s life.

Lost Duck

My 5 year old doesn’t have much confidence in my navigation skills. He often asks me when I’m driving if we’re lost, to which I confidently reply that I know exactly where I’m going. This is true most of the times.

So what makes people think that having navigation in your car and Google Maps on your phone can get you to where you want to go? There’s absolutely no guarantee. Especially for people like me.

I try the hardest not to get lost when my child is at the back so when I have to go looking for a new place I make sure I go alone. I look at maps to get a general idea of the direction I will be taking and hope that the routes will not be closed due to construction or any other reason.

My husband tells me it’s hard to get lost in a small place like Bahrain. “It’s an island, for God’s sake, where will you go?” Well I don’t like the idea of going round in circles for an infinite number of times. Because that could happen to me.

I also hate driving at night. If they had tested me for night time driving I probably would have failed. A sixth time. Well that’s another story. So if I’m out I have to make sure I’m back home before night. Otherwise anything could happen.

Well now you know why my kid keeps asking me if we’re lost. What can I say, he’s a smart kid.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Orange

Having fully embraced my new home in our adopted country of Bahrain, all the photos I’m posting today are from there.

The first one is of the lovely Canna lilies in my garden. Every time a new one blooms I can see it from my dining room window and it brings a special joy to me.


The second one is of Aloe Vera flowers also from my garden. I never knew Aloe Vera had such pretty flowers.


And last but not least, my little boy in his cardboard house.



Quality, not Quantity

What question do you hate to be asked? Why?

Whenever I meet someone new and I tell them that I have one son who is 5 years old, they will almost always respond with

“Shouldn’t you be thinking of another one?”,

“You’ve waited too long for your second!”

“When will you have the second?”.

Please, people, children are not found in supermarkets that you just go out and get one. Anyway who made you in charge of how many children I should or should not be having. Maybe I’m just happy with one. And why do I have to explain why I haven’t had another one so far?

I didn’t get Nadir till 6 years of my marriage. During those years I would often be having a conversation like this:

“How many children do you have?”

“None, as yet.”

“Really, how long have you been married?”

“A few years.”

“Are you getting treatment?”

Come on, can’t you just mind your own business!!

Unfortunately in many cultures, a married woman’s success is measured in how many children she produces. Shouldn’t we be looking at what the woman contributes to society as a whole, not just by the number of offspring. And if she has children, then we should measure her success by how well she manages to raise them not by how many she produces.

I for one, believe in quality, not quantity.