Noor Zaki || Fake Promises Part 2, Chapter 4
byI’ve made up my mind: an early dinner with Ghazi, followed by Chinese with my ex and the kids. This is going to be…
Noor Zaki
Noor Zaki || Yeah, She’s Walkin’ Back To Me Part 2, Chapter 3
byIn five days I turn 40. I mouth the number to myself in front of the mirror, I cannot decide if I like it…
Noor Zaki || The Older Woman
byWeekends have always been a bit confusing for me, like most mothers, I cannot wait to send the kids off anywhere, but the minute…
Noor Zaki Pink All Over, All Over Again || Part 2, Chapter 1
bySomewhere between fall and summer and fall again, Rashed and I had gone from husband and wife, to sparring divorcées, to almost (but not…
Nour: This Is Where I Leave You || Part 12
byEvery year, like the changing of the guard, all the kids at my children’s school are subjected to a “random” shuffle to ensure fairness…
Noor: Somewhere Between The Tool Box And The Pizza Box || Part 11
byToday, I was made senior partner and was presented with the opportunity to lead our operations in Doha. I will need to spend half…
Sama’s Story: These Precious Illusions In My Head || Part 10
byI needed to teach Rashed a lesson. I remained warm, engaging, just ever so slightly more distant with him. He finally folds. He rushes…
Sama’s Story: Our First Big Day || Part 9
byMy first date with Rashed is tonight. I wear tight jeans with the highest heels my feet can bear. I have never been one…
Sama’s Story || Part 8
byAnd Now Please Welcome The Ever So Lovely, Sama I look at my ashen reflection in the mirror of the hotel bathroom. Ma3’oul Sama, what on…
Life’s A Ball || Part 7
byOnce a year, the pretty people get dressed up to attend the annual charity gala. Everyone wants to be there, not everyone gets to…
This Is Not How I Imagined My Life Would Be || Part 6
byThere were no words to describe the rage I felt inside. Rashed was dating. Shoo bakrahoh. I stare at her pictures on my phone. One…
The Happiest || Part 5
byI mop up the spilled coffee. It is midnight and I am overcome with a violent urge to clean. That date had made me…
Just Do It || Part 4
by“You can’t buy our daughter’s love with shoes!” I was shouting at Rashed. He screams Noooor 7illi 3anni and hangs up. And now my ten-year-old son…
Ladies Who Lunch || Part 3
byI was back from my trip and overall things were alright. I no longer felt the need to scream bloody murder at the sight…
14,000 Dollars || Part 2
byAnd in every movie, it’s always the same. Girl is exposed to devastating tragedy, so she escapes hoping for a fresh start. She arrives…
If The Dress Fits || Part 1
byRashed and I had met at university in Boston. He was smart and funny, confident and wild. I was the studious brunette who came…