From my various reading adventures

…Mansoor handed her a wedding gift, a plain black abaya. The cowl was so finely woven that for a second she thought her father wanted to please her. But it was only her grandmother’s abaya; her father was complying with Shumla’s wish that the gown be handed down to her granddaughter.The silk caressed her hands.Continue reading “From my various reading adventures”

Tonight We Dine On Spilt Milk

Just because it’s fun to rip apart the other end of the spectrum… Here is my (cheeky) take on Slate’s review of “300” (I’m not linking to it – they rot enough people’s brains as it is): “A Movie Only a Spartan Could Love” But tell us how you really feel about the unwashed masses,Continue reading “Tonight We Dine On Spilt Milk”