Life is good

I'm a happy bunny. The clouds have arrived, drips of rain here and there and I am in my land of happiness and smiles. I had coffee with friends, OUTSIDE the house! I keep bumping into people I love and admire, even if it is just a five minute conversation while on our feet- it gives... Continue Reading →


What do I want from these elections? 

If you asked me four years ago, eight years ago or even twelve years ago my response would have been completely different (I have blog posts that prove it). But today, as a mother of two children a country's election has never been more important to me. By going to vote I am going to... Continue Reading →

10 years of blogging!

On a night like tonight, ten years ago I began something that changed my life... In fact, September 8 is amongst special dates like my anniversary, and my kids' birthdays. I was young. At 19, I was in my fantasy world of books, university essay papers, volunteering and I had just started work with START... Continue Reading →

I borrowed a Manjal.

That written up there sounds so absurd. I agree. But I did. I went to the neighbour's house and borrowed a manjal (pot). I am new in the neighbourhood. With the neighbours, by our doorstep we say our hellos and have a quick conversation about how long the electricity cut last night, and what the schedule... Continue Reading →

Koshki Mndalan – Every parent’s wish hidden away in the heart of Hawler

If you are a parent, an aunt, an uncle, a grandparent, a person who has a neighbour with kids, or you just love buying kids gifts... and you haven't heard of Koshki Mndalan then you've living on Mars (like I was. Shamefully). It's a wonderland for education fanatics. I don't want to refer to Koshki... Continue Reading →

There is a first time for everything…

Hi loyal readers-- I was just thinking how the journey of this blog has reflected every aspect of my life in the past decade. From a headless chicken running around here and there to a grown adult and a mother of two! Yes, TWO!! Yesterday I was invited to two events. I definitely couldn't make... Continue Reading →


A'yba (shame/ful) is everywhere in our society. Look right, look left and everything is a'yba. People care about what's a'yba and what's not. for God sake, they kill each other because of A'yba. I see so many issues that are the real a'yba, simple to address yet we let them slip from our hands because there are always... Continue Reading →

Daya, where is Kurdistan?

My son, Yad, not even three yet, has recently grown an interest in countries. It's the phase. I go with the flow and since he is interested in whatever it is, I try to give him little information here and there. Last week he got a train, placed it on the table, and began to... Continue Reading →

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