#MeToo

It’s everywhere. That hashtag. I saw it up as a friend’s status on Facebook. I made it my own a few seconds later. That was yesterday. Today, a very large percentage of the women on my list of friends have the same or a variant of it as their status.

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I look at those stupid buttons that Facebook has developed to react to things and I don’t know what to click.

Like? No, I don’t like that it happened to you too. That you are part of the population that has to take part in a movement like this. I don’t like that at all.

Love? That’s what I’m sending you because you’re my sister in this. It was you yesterday. It was me the day before. It could be her tomorrow if we don’t do something.

That amazed button? Because I’m in shock that you too have experienced what I have.

Tears? Because there was no one to protect you when it happened, like there was no one to protect me.

Anger? Because the nature of the issue is such that no one is spared. No one is safe. No one.

I don’t know how to react. All I do know is that it’s time sexual harassment and assault – to whatever degree – is taken seriously.

It happened to you?

#MeToo.

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Post 17 in the UBC this month.

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Learn and Serve

October is shaping up to be a good month for me. First it was the experience of the Jazz Festival and now, being part of the learn and serve initiative.

Learn and Serve has been around for a while now. Since its inception, every year groups of women get together to learn how to knit or crochet. Quick and simple projects like scarves and beanies are chosen. The finished product is distributed among construction workers as well as among people in cancer wards just before winter sets in here in Bahrain.

It’s a great cause and yesterday I was able to attend my first session. The lovely ladies who attended it with me are in the picture.

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Now, I’m not exactly a beginner. I first picked up a crochet hook when I was pregnant with my little one, in 2015. I had this idea in my head that I would bond so much better with her if I had made blankets and mittens and little bonnets for her myself. So, before her arrival I managed to make two little blankets and a few amigurumi toys. Once tiny made her appearance though, my hook, much like all other aspects of my life became neglected and I only picked it up again when I wanted to make a graphgan of Jimi Hendrix for the husbands birthday last year. (His birthday is coming around again in a couple of weeks and that graphgan is…well…perhaps I can give it to him as a Christmas present this year!) Anyhow…

Am so glad that I decided to stop being lazy and to be a part of Learn and Serve this year. Hopefully, the cap that I’m making will keep someone nice and warm in the cold winter months ahead.

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Come back tomorrow to find out what happened to Emily after her wedding ceremony. To read all that has happened to Emily so far, click here.

Post 11 of 31 of the UBC this month. Nearly at the halfway mark! Closer and closer to completion I get everyday! Yay!

 

Ultimate Blog Challenge

I registered for the Ultimate Blog Challenge this month. 31 posts in 31 days! 

This is the second time this year that I’ve registered. Last time, I just couldn’t make it happen because  the mere idea of posting something – anything – for 31 days straight is more than simply daunting for me with my lack of discipline. 

This time however, I’m hoping it’s different because I’ve managed to write a short novella of sorts (my first story that is over 1500 words. For  me, the micro-fiction lover, that is something!) 

When the notifications kept appearing in my inbox to register for the Ultimate Blog Challenge this October, I figured this would be the best time to introduce you to ‘Emily’.

Through this month, I’ll be publishing one chapter a day for your reading pleasure. (hopefully!)

I would love to hear what you think as the story progresses.

Hope to see you here everyday!

XOXO

Mother’s Day

It’s Mother’s Day.

This is the first year that my little girl is old enough to form the words and wish me. Being game to celebrate anything right now, at my husbands prompting, she came running to me and said “Happy Mama’s day!” before covering me in baby kisses. I don’t need anything else.

When I was growing up, I don’t think I ever wished my mother on Mother’s Day. I don’t think I even knew when it was and so today, three decades later, wishing her feels awkward. Now as has become my way, instead of saying how I feel, I’m going to try and type it out.

Thank you. For being patient but still putting me in my place every now and then. For listening to me complain but taking my side only when I’m not at fault. For allowing me to make my life choices but still choosing my outfits for functions. For making all the sacrifices and yet encouraging me to take the paths you didn’t. For being the baker-mom that caused every other kid I knew to envy me. For giving me your recipe book. For making me believe that I can do whatever it is I dream and still never pushing too hard. For enduring even when it must have been so hard. For being my guidepost.

I love you and if I am half the mother to Aarti as you were and still are to us, Aarti is sure one lucky girl.

Happy Mother’s Day Ma!

XOXO