When I was younger, I didn’t ever anticipate a future of looking back at my life and grimacing in horror at the amount of emotional emasculation I seem to have (sometimes voluntarily) undergone. Unfortunately, with my mother rapping on my door like some maternal avenger and a cowering gay man in my bathroom doing his [...]

Four cups of coffee into my flight, I’m groggy and ready to pass out, but no matter how much my eyes sting and my bones ache, I can’t bring myself to sleep. For once, I can’t even blame the plane or the crew—I’ve got two seats to myself at an emergency exit, so there’s plenty [...]

I hate December. Sometimes, when you live in Karachi, life seems to take a particular malicious sort of pleasure in aggravating you. Never more so than in December. And January. Definitely January. Pakistani weddings tend to be pretty lavish affairs, no matter who you are, or how much you earn. Most weddings are spread over [...]

Waking up to a hangover is never any fun. It’s even less so when the reason for that hangover is lying in your bed, your mother is pounding on the bedroom door to wake you up, and you reek of cheap bootlegged local vodka. And in Karachi, at that. “Get into the bathroom,” I hissed [...]

I came here to start a new chapter in my life. Hence the title of this particular post. Things were getting a little awkward around where I used to be, and I just didn’t feel like myself any more. So yeah. Here I am. Hi.