Dilemma


As I flew to New York to see Nola (my daughter), and her family, and spend Eid with them, my son Shelly left for Haj. I went prior to his leaving. Made him food for the few days I wasn’t there to cook for him, and put the boxes in the freezer for him to have home cooked meals. Unlike me, he loves to eat outside. The only thing is, it doesn’t agree with his digestive system.

Both my children have created a dilemma for me. Nola wanted me stay with her in Hartford, Connecticut. She has moved back from Saudi Arabia. Her youngest is not yet three, and Nola is scared of baby sitters, and daycare centers alike.

Shelly looks haggard, and is on the verge of a collapse. Back from Haj, he coughs like an old man. He is understandingly going through a lot of stress because of his divorce. He misses his children, specially the youngest one IB.


I want both my children to stay in one place. Whoever needs me, I will be able to spend time with him, or her. Nola is a snowbird. She is like her late father. The colder the climate, it’s the better. Shelly likes warmer places. They are poles apart.

A day befor my flight back to Houston on the 24rth of September, I was wavering between what to do? I felt monsterous on leaving. I told Shelly, I was thinking of changing my ticket. My son’s voice shook as he answered, “what about me?” 

Is there anyone who can create a doppelgänger of me?

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Dilemma

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Jump


As a child I loved skipping a rope. It was easy to jump. My favorite pastime was climbing trees, and jumping from low branches, and walls. Playing with the other girls I enjoyed skipping a rope when you are playing against others –as to who will skip the longest. 

 I was happy to see a skipping rope in my son’s apartment. I tried to skip. My feet had lost their co-ordination. My reflexes had gone real slow. My jumping and the rope was at loggerheads.

I was alone, otherwise it would have been embarrassing if someone was watching me.

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Jump

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Stylish

Stylish doesn’t mean wearing stylish clothes, and accessories only. It means taking care of the rest of your personality. 

A lady A in my Quran classes was extremely stylish, and talented.  She wore fantastic clothes. She designed her own clothes. Each one was a creation by itself. We sat at opposite ends of the class. There were few sofas, and chairs.  Rest of the class would sit on the carpet facing the teacher. As I can’t sit on the floor, and everyone knew it, so my seat near the door was always reserved. No one sat in it, even if I wasn’t there.

One day A was late. Her seat was taken. A seat near me was empty. She came to sit in it. While taking notes I inadvertently had a glance at her feet. The toe nails had over grown, and were growing twisted. Gross! I mentally shuddered.

Why didn’t she cut her nails? Or was it a bizarre form of fashion?

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Stylish

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Silence

Ice cold eyes stared at me

Cutting me in pieces with their scorn

How could have thought he loved me

Was all a sham, just a dream

Not answering my pleas

Not answering my love

The silence stretched

Unbroken and long

(Sheen-September 2016)

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Hike


My son S, and I were on our way to Houston from Charlottesville. We were traveling in a hired truck which contained my furniture, and household items. This was the second day of our journey. We had started at nine in the morning from the hotel where we had stayed the night. It was the last Friday in the month of Ramadan known as Jumatul Wida. S is very particular about Salat (prayers), and it was time for the Zuhr Prayers.

He exited the highway to enter a city road. Finding a place to park he found out a nearby mosque on the map. It was a new place for us, and it took some time to find one in the area. He found an end road to park our truck. It took some manoeuvering on his part to park it. 

We got down. Many cars were already parked near a single story building. I thought it was the mosque. It turned out I was wrong. It was a long hike uphill. The sun blazed overhead. You can imagine how the temperature sizzles in June. We went up and up. I was perspiring badly. I was tired with the traveling we had done, and my legs ached. The road climb was steep. I hauled myself with determination to the top.

At the top, the women’s entrance to the mosque was at the other end. I got there, and looked here and there for a restroom before getting ready to say my salat. My fate that day wasn’t in working order. I had to go all the way back to get to a restroom.

By the time I managed again to enter the prayer hall from the women’s entrance the salat with the congregation was over. S rang me to come out, but I couldn’t answer as I was saying my prayers. As soon as I finished, a woman tapped me on the shoulder saying my name, telling me S was waiting outside. I was surprised, how did she know who I was?

S had got worried while waiting for me, and had given my name, and description. After coming downhill, we got into the truck. We weren’t fasting because we were traveling, so we looked for a place to get a midday meal. Finished with eating we got on the highway to restart our journey.

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Sep 19, 2016

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Hike

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Passionate 

I am passionate about cleaning. It doesn’t mean I like doing it. Isn’t this contradictory?  I have been eyeing the window in my bedroom dreading cleaning it. Insects, dust, cobwebs hanged in the crevices and corners. This is a rented apartment in which  I am staying with my daughter. In just a few days I will be going back, so I should turn a blind eye, but I can’t do that sort of thing.

I wonder at the management. When they were having the apartment readied for new tenants shouldn’t they have cleaned the windows? Years of dirt was there. Even pine needles were stuck in the panes of the windowsill. They must have been blown from the Pine tree outside towards inside. They ignored the windows while painting the inside area, and putting in new carpets.

I cleaned it today. It took longer than I anticipated. Cleaning away the years of accumulated dirt and cobwebs took some time. The reward was a broken nail, and a cut on my right thumb.

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Together


When I look at old, white haired couples walking slowly together, holding hands, lovingly talking to each other, how I envy them. I have been robbed of a future with my husband by the Angel of Death

I had gone with my son to the USCIS Centre in downtown Houston to inquire about something. We were waiting to be called to a window. In front of us sat a couple. The husband was probably older by a few years than his wife. The wife though apparently looked more robust than her husband, but she was the frailer one in health. 

They got up to leave, their work done. The husband helped her in wearing her coat. He rummaged through her bag, procuring a woolen cap, he placed it on her head, tugging it down. To me it symbolized love, and a caring attitude towards his wife. I will forever have an image of them in my mind as they walked together to the exit.

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Together

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