Dear dedicated fan of this illustrious blog, You’ve probably lost a lot of sleep in the last few weeks over the lack of posts here. I apologise, I never meant to cause you distress. I know how you all probably schedule your week around reading my latest post. The truth is I haven’t felt likeContinue reading “Sometimes woman, sometimes flower ~ always blooming”
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Anti-blackness & your brown family, A conundrum
How many of you have had a conversation with your brown families on racism and anti-blackness, in light of everything that’s happened in the past week? If you’re not in the US currently, and you happen to be in Bangladesh or any other place where the coronavirus pandemic is actually peaking right now and yourContinue reading “Anti-blackness & your brown family, A conundrum”
Food for the soul, literally
There’s a viral meme going around depicting a massive queue of people waiting to audition for Masterchef once this pandemic is over. Given the sudden rise in cooking endeavors I’ve noticed just in my immediate circle in the past month, I’m beginning to feel this might not be too far-fetched of a joke. Food isContinue reading “Food for the soul, literally”
A pandemic Pohela Boishakh
In an alternate universe somewhere, it’s the day before Pohela Boishakh (Bengali New Year, for those unfortunate ones not in the know) and I’m in my bedroom in Dhaka, picking earrings to wear with the saree I’m going to wear tomorrow. My mom is in the kitchen, making sure the bhortas are all prepped forContinue reading “A pandemic Pohela Boishakh”
What even is a musing
My thoughts are so jumbled up right now it’s almost impossible to unravel them, put them in coherent order and call them “musings”. It’s been like that most of this week. I’ve been writing but I don’t think I’ve written anything that I thought would be suitable for a blog post. And then I’ve beenContinue reading “What even is a musing”
Some thoughts on the c-word
I had a whole other piece ready to post today, but it just didn’t feel right. As much as we can try to get on with normal life, it’s becoming increasingly impossible to ignore the dystopian novel like reality around us. All it needs is a quirky teenage protagonist (Greta Thunberg, maybe?) who somehow, throughContinue reading “Some thoughts on the c-word”
Musings by Mubashshira 