Rukhsana’s thoughts on her journey of life, writing and sometimes—when she dares—a bit of politics.

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urrreeerrrrggghh. Sick!

Can’t figure out the right consonants and vowel mix that perfectly imitates the groans coming out of me. Woke up with a sore throat. Took my Cold Fx but sometimes you just have to be sick I guess. Got through the day without sneezing too much, it hit hardest when I got home. Bought three […]

Alas, alack, and woe is me!

I pressed some strange button when I was opening up the game of hearts (which I am definitely NOT addicted to!) and up popped a list of files which included both my nemeses Freecell and Spider Solitaire, and like a junkie fresh out of rehab, I have been indulging far too much! I did get […]

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Got two chapters revised today when I thought I’d only, at most, get one. But somehow, after I finished putting this chapter into the eyes of the other character, I still had some stamina left, and I got started in on the next. It wasn’t that hard. Just really changing tenses, first person present into third […]

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Newbie mistakes

Sometimes, when I dwell on it, I can’t help cringing about the way I behaved when I was first starting out. And sometimes, when I’m feeling generous, I don’t even blame that instructor for asking me to leave that writing workshop I’d paid to join. I made all the typical newbie mistakes. Probably every single […]

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It’s funny how different connections come up in life. I’m getting to the end of REBECCA by Daphne Du Maurier and I came across an oblique reference to Singapore. It’s when Colonel Julyan, the inspector in charge of the inquest into the death of Rebecca, is sitting down to lunch at Manderley. The servants are […]

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To serve your turn long after they are gone And so hold on, when there is nothing in you, Except the will which says to them “Hold on!”  This is the second half of third stanza of Rudyard Kipling’s poem ‘If” and somehow it always reminds me of an obstacle course race I ran when […]

“Forgive your Enemies…

nothing annoys them more” That was one of the first ‘sayings’ in a little chap book I purchased, I think it was in the souvenir shop at the home of Stephen Leacock. It was many years ago, on one of our many family outings. He used to have an estate up in Orillia and they’ve turned […]

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The superstition survives…

Generally I don’t consider myself a superstitious person. I actually consider it a form of ‘shirk’. Shirk is considered the biggest sin in Islam. It’s the ascribing of any sort of partner to God. By imagining that something like a black cat crossing your path, or the number thirteen is something to beware of, imagining […]

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If you Can Make One heap of All your winnings…

And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again  at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; This is the first half of the third stanza of Rudyard Kipling’s poem ‘If’. And I’ve always thought that if gambling or drinking were at all allowed in Islam, I’d […]

Radio interview

I’m going to be interviewed on Shelagh Rogers radio show The Next Chapter tomorrow. It’s on CBC, which stands for Canadian Broadcasting Company and is national. It’s not the first time I’ve been on her show. But the first time was a different show. Years ago, when she was host of Sounds like Canada she was doing […]