Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Attempt to Reconnect



After much contemplation, I have decided to reconnect with a friend from grade school. We were in the 5th grade together and quite close. I found out she was on facebook so I tried my luck and sent her a message. Hopefully, she will remember me and respond back.  I copied the message I sent her and will let you know if she responds. Here's hoping.
Salaam M_______,
I don't know if you remember me, but we went to school together at Beacon House Public School. My name is Sana N____and I think we did 5th grade together with Miss Zeba (she was a very strict teacher at Beacon House). We used to play the game with the elastic band all the time. I also remember coming to your birthday party. You lived in an apartment complex next to KDA.
If doesn't jog your memory, we also had a mini reunion back in '94 or '95 in front of the American Embassy in Karachi. Our families were applying for the American visa.
I am in California and just wanted to connect with you and see how you are doing.
Sana N______

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Mediterranean Grill House



Last week I went to Mediterranean Grill House for a late lunch with Mom. Ali introduced this restaurant to us and we go there each time we crave flavors of the middle east. Its a clean, family owned restaurant that serves enormous plates of delicious food for good prices.
My mom ordered the chicken shawerma plate and I love eating  the Kufta Kebab Wrap served there. I recommend this place to anyone seeking Middle Eastern flavors for a good price.

Friday, March 30, 2012

Cupcake Time!

 Today, Hina, Sameeha, Amani and I went to Kara's Cupcakes in Town & Country Village in Palo Alto. It was an impromptu plan and I am glad we made it. The cupcakes were yummy. The pictures will speak for themselves.
I ordered the Oreo and Cookies mini cupcake and Hazelnut Crunch cupcake. Hina ordered Chocolate Velvet and Java. Sameeha ordered Chocolate Velvet mini cupcake. Amani slept :)



These photos crack me up. 

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Boston to do list

This fall my mom and I plan on visiting Ali in Boston. You may not remember, but seeing fall colors in New England is one of my items on the bucket list, so naturally I am very excited and eager to cross this off my list. I am creating a sub list that will detail what else I want to do while I am there. I am open to any suggestions...

1. Walk the Freedom Trail/North End
  • Copp's Hill Burying Ground
  • Hanover Street, Salem Street
  • Old North Church
  • Paul Revere House
  • Bunker Hill Monument
  • Boston Massacre Site
2. Visit the Back Bay Area
  • Boston Public Garden
  • See the Trinity Church
  • Boston Library  
3. Visit Cambridge
  • Harvard Square 
4. Explore the Beacon Hill area
  • Boston Common
  • Louisburg Square 
  • Acorn Street, Beacon Street, Chestnut Street, Charles Street, Mt. Vernon Street
5. Stroll along the Boston Harbor
7. Visit Salem, Massachusetts
  • Haunted Happenings: www.hauntedhappenings.com 
8. Walden Pond
9. Plymoth, Massachusetts

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Estate Auction

Yesterday, I got a chance to live one of the scenes from Sex and the City (the movie)- an estate auction. By chance, I came across an advertisement for the event. The items belonged to a physician from a prominent family amidst a divorce. Apparently the family business is in scotch. The event was held at a beautiful location in Menlo Park.

Clearly the physician's family had good and expensive taste. There were imported rugs, paintings from Matisse and Chagall, porcelain vases from China, and jewelry dripping with diamonds. There were moments when I thought of them as someone's memories. I don't know anything about the family, but I couldn't help but wonder that each item had a story, a connection with its owner. That's the thing about things. Even though they are inanimate additions to your live, they carry weight and meaning in life. They are part of your history. Maybe that's why I have a difficult time parting with belongings.

I liked two items- a Tiffany style lamp and a globe. Luckily, I was able to get both of them after a short bid war.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

A New Tradition


Those close to me know I love to start traditions. Omelette Saturdays, pancake Sundays, 4th of July at Shoreline Park, New Year's in San Francisco are important memory-making events I have introduced to my family.
I have been thinking, no day dreaming, about crepes for a while now (notice the extra-large picture of the crepe). I first fell in love with them in college but my crepe intake has definitely fell since then. So I have decided I want to incorporate crepe in a new tradition.
I looked online for crepe recipes and found a basic one that can mold to my liking. So on the twenty first day in the third month of the year, I hearby inaugurate every Wednesday Crepe day.

*This recipe yields 8 crepes.
Ingredients

  • 1 cup all-purpose flour
  • 2 eggs
  • 1/2 cup milk
  • 1/2 cup water
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 2 tablespoons butter, melted

Directions

  1. In a large mixing bowl, whisk together the flour and the eggs. Gradually add in the milk and water, stirring to combine. Add the salt and butter; beat until smooth.
  2. Heat a lightly oiled griddle or frying pan over medium high heat. Pour or scoop the batter onto the griddle, using approximately 1/4 cup for each crepe. Tilt the pan with a circular motion so that the batter coats the surface evenly.
  3. Cook the crepe for about 2 minutes, until the bottom is light brown. Loosen with a spatula, turn and cook the other side. Serve hot.


Time: Friend or Foe?


Time is a concept, a value we assign to something. It flows through space like a gentle stream and all we can do is live it.
As my birthday edges nearer and nearer, I can't help, but think morbid and depressing thoughts of aging and death. Thirty. That's relatively young. Age is just a number; what matters is how you feel inside. These are thoughts that have raced through my head with hope to provide some sort of comfort in this inner turmoil.
But the fact is, in the search of meaning of life, I focus on the events, moments, that have passed. A chat with a friend. School. A song from my past. Me as a child. These recollections rush back buckets worth of memories too precious to spill and forget. I think about going back in time and doing things differently. Would that change the way I feel? The answer is no. I don't have many regrets. I just want to go back a few years and live it again-feel a much younger sense of self.
That's the truth about the past. You remember only the happy moments. I recall some negatives aspects of my past just for balance . Still the picture is rosy. Problems with parents, worrying about school, knowing what to do with life were just some parts of my younger life too. Why do I want to go back to that?
I am pretty happy. Things haven't gone the way I pictured (they never do, do they?), but I feel satisfied. In fact, I get  anxious over the possibility that I will do something differently and miss out on important experiences. Maybe that's it. The more we focus and ponder on time moving on a conveyor belt, the more we fear it. My mother tells me "to enjoy the moments rather than focus on time". Maybe that's how time should be measured. By moments. The beauty in them. The laughter, the sadness, the simple joy in surprises culminating into what we call life. Life does not wait for us. It continues like gentle stream and all we can do it live it. Time is just math assigned to it. And although age may just be a number, it holds meaning. We don't fear aging, we fear loosing what we love. People just hold time responsible.
         The truth is no matter how hard we try, we cannot stop time. It is ever present and in motion. Sometimes in broad daylight and sometimes in the dark alleys of night. When one focuses on time as a runaway bride, fast, capricious, and unwilling to stop to think its effect on others, we can't help but feel the every looming clock ticking towards our end. But when we focus on the moments. The tiny moments that are scattered like sands in the wind and land on the beach of our lives, then we can accept time. Appreciate it. We can not choose to stop time, but we can choose how to spend it.

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Wordless Wednesday: Tuesday's Breakfast

Monday, March 19, 2012

Happy Birthday Sameeha!


Birthdays are a wonderful tradition. They signify a completion of a year and the commencement of something new. Each birthday represents growth through the year. It represents wisdom. New experiences. Addition of new blessings in our lives. Birthdays tell us we are a year older. They tell us we are loved. They bring people together. One can't help, but feel special on the day they were brought into this world.
 Sameeha turned three yesterday. Her birthday was celebrated with much enthusiasm from Sameeha and the adults alike. Birthdays have that effect on people. They bring laughter and joy.
 The night started with a delicious display of cookies baked by Sameeha's grandmother. They were adorable and bear, elephant, and mushroom shaped. They were a sweet addition to the event.
 The main course of the night was pizza from Round Table Pizza. Sameeha had requested that be part of her birthday meal. It tasted just as scrumptious as it looks.
 The cake was baked and decorated by the very talented mother-of-the-birthday-girl, Hina. Sameeha couldn't help but lick the frosting of it. If I was three I would be doing the same thing. The delectable cake was chocolate flavored and screamed happy seconds . I didn't resist. I obliged.
 The night was also filled with fun activities such as a game of Duck-Duck-Goose and the perennial favorite, adult conversations. We ended the night with a slide show of Sameeha and Amani.
 It was a joyous occasion for everyone in the family. May Sameeha grow and prosper in the coming year. I can't help but think of birthdays having a special relationship with families. If there were no families, birthdays would not be a celebration as they are today. Can anyone imagine a birthday without parents, siblings, grandparents, aunts and/or uncles, not being present to sing the worn-out, but beloved birthday song as the cake gets cut? That's the thing. Birthdays are also opportunities to recognize and be grateful for all the blessings in life.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Dr. Suess: The Lorax


There are handful of family movies that demand the description "also suitable for adults". It is rare to find children entertainment that engages adults on an intellectual level. Dr. Seuss' The Lorax is a film production based on a book of by Dr. Seuss of the same name. Having never read it, I can't make any comparisons between the two genres with validity.
In summary, the movie is about a 12-year boy in search for a tree to win the affection of his beloved, Audrey. His grandmother suggests he meets Once-ler, who could help him in his quest. Ted discovers that Once-ler lives outside the walls of Thweed-ville, a barren and empty wasteland. The Once-ler agrees to help Ted on the condition he listens to his story about the Lorax over multiple visits. Ted agrees, even thought the nature-hating mayor of Thweed-ville, Aloysius O'Hare, who is also the CEO of a bottled oxygen company, pressures him to stay in town.
In Once-ler's recollections, the viewers realize that Once-ler was a young and idealistic businessman with big dreams for his product, the thweed. He packs his belongings and leaves home and his unsupportive family to fight for his dream. He reaches a valley abundant with trees and decides to set camp and start his business there. After chopping one tree he meets an angry, yet sweet creature, the Lorax, who being the guardian of the land objects to any logging in the land. The young business man agrees. He introduces a revolutionary new invention made from the tufts of the Truffula Trees, the thneed. It becomes a major success and Once-ler's family is brought in to help with the business.
The Once-ler keeps his promise at first, but due to the demand and the greed and laziness of his relatives, he resumes logging much to Lorax's dismay. As a result, the forest is completely depleted. All the creatures relocate, leaving the once prosperous Once-ler poor and in agony.
The story ends with Once-ler's gift of the last Truffula Seed to be planted in town. O'Hare finds out Ted's intentions and chases with the intent of destroying the last seed, but he fails. With much encouragement from the townsmen, the single tree is planted. The message being is to care.
I couldn't help, but draw some parallels to today's world. The movie had an obvious "love nature" paradigm, but it was also made not -so-subtle and pointed remarks on the culture of cooperations and mass production. In the age of rising costs of gas, we think about the true nature of supply and demand and whether the gas prices truly reflect  the geo-political tensions in today's world or just a game for the oil companies.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Anderson Cooper: Dispatches from the Edge


There are few books that prompt the response "wow" from its readers. Anderson Cooper's "Anderson Cooper: Dispatches from the Edge" does just that. I finished the book in four days making my relationship with the book even more significant. It's that good. Some of my favorite parts were stories about his personal tragedies, mainly the early deaths of his father and brother. At the same time he is able to really hone in on the true feelings of the victims of natural disasters and wars without having his feelings and personal biases murk the waters.

After reading his book, I feel I have learned a lot about what kind of person he is. He has carefully chosen words to express his opinions over matters that are clearly pertinent in today's world. I would highly recommend this book to anyone who needs to get in touch with the politics of the world and understand the power of nature over mankind. If you want to learn more, click here.

Some of my favorite part of the book were:

1. His beautiful use of language to describe death, especially by drowning. It is morbid, haunting, and sad at the same time.
2. The way he makes personal connections with the disasters he witnesses first-hand.
3. His story telling.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Rainy Day Blues?

The view from our place

There is something about rainy days in the Bay Area that remind me of monsoon season in Karachi. The clean look of the ground, the smell of wet soil, the sounds of birds chirping and the gray skies harold new beginnings. I like to welcome spring with all the pomp and circumstance it deserves. The following are a few traditions I hold dear to my heart and some new activities I like to be part of during rainy season. Enjoy!

1. Eat pakoras
2. Plant pots
3. Watch T.V. or listen to music
4. Put on a face mask and walk around in my living room
5. Park my car outside so it can get washed
6. Surf online
7. Read or write (especially on my blog!) 

... and if you want to go outside and play in the rain, go ahead, grab your rain boots and raincoat and jump in the puddles till you feel like young like a child.


But before you go, what are your favorite rainy day activities?

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Wordless Wednesday: Moonlite Sonata

Sunday, March 11, 2012

California Academy of Sciences

My sister's in-laws are visiting from Toronto. I have been meaning to take Sameeha to California Academy of Sciences to see the frogs. She had told me on numerous occasions after watching a particular episode repeatedly that she loves frogs. So yesterday seemed like a perfect opportunity for her to see the frogs and show aunty and uncle something new. 
This place is amazing. It has an aquarium, a planetarium, a natural history museum, and a rainforest all under one roof. Apparently, it exhibits nearly 40,000 live animals including penguins and an albino alligator! 
We started the tour with the rainforest biosphere. The temperature is warm and humid and tourists walk among the creatures as if part of the system. Sameeha got to see the frogs, but I think she was more excited to see the butterflies. 





Then we moved to the aquarium. This place was amazing (sorry for lack of rich vocabulary)! The coral reef exhibit was my favorite part. At this point, I wasn't feeling well so I followed others. 




We had lunch after watching a 20 minute presentation on pollination and an exhibit on African wildlife. After lunch followed a visit to the planetarium. The show was on life and our cosmic connections to the stars. 


It was a fun day!

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Memory Markers

I wrote this diary entry a few years ago, and have revised it as time progressed. These events are not particularly life altering, but since I found them important enough to remember and mentioned them in conversations, I decided to pen them down. The items on the list are related to travels, schooling and/or career accomplishments. The entry is in a list format so I deemed it as a perfect opportunity to include it on the blog. I hope to continue adding to it.  In no particular chronological order:
  • witnessed a solar eclipse 
  • went skiing in NY and actually learned how to ski a few years ago (finally) in Tahoe
  • went canoeing at Bayshore Park (canoe capsized; cell phone destroyed)
  • went on a hot air balloon ride in Arizona 
  • went rock climbing once (and it will remain that way) 
  • slept under the stars and watched shooting stars flash across the sky
  • watched a bear rummage through the storeroom where food was being stored (at camp) 
  • swam with dolphins twice in Mexico
  • graduated from one of the world's famous universities
  • lived in Berkeley for 11/2 years and witnessed many of its infamous "ridiculousness"
  • have educated 85 4th graders in 4 years (not counting summer school)
  • rode on camels in Pakistan
  • Took a ride in a rickshaw many times when I lived in Pakistan
  • saw a sunset in Mexico from a beach resort
  • para sailed in Mexico
  • sat on a banana boat in Mexico. Didn't fall. 
  • jet skied in Mexico
  • rode an ATV in Mexico
  • saw the Grand Canyon 
  • Took a road trip to Reno, Nevada
  • gambled (a few quarters in slot machines) in Las Vegas and Atlantic City
  • Attended dancing clubs
  • Visiting the beautiful landscapes of Northern Pakistan. Learned where I am from from Pappa
  • Been a bridesmaid at 2 of my friends' weddings
  • went snorkeling in Mexico
  • went horseback riding on the beach twice
  • went white water rafting twice in the American River
  • swam in Mono Lake
  • stayed in Costa Rica for 35 days with a local family 
  • wine tasting in Napa Valley/Tram ride
  • took a gondola ride in Venice, Italy
  • danced on top of a bar in Mexico and in a cage (my parents would not be proud of this one)
  • auditioned for a part in a movie (didn't get it)
  • went shooting at a shooting range
  • was an audience member of The Oprah Show
  • had a pillow fight with goose feathers flying all around me
  • went to see a Broadway show, Wicked
  • learned to believe in myself and finally stood up for myself at work
  • canyoning in Costa Rica
  • zip lined in Costa Rica
  • watched the Arenal Volcano erupt
  • held a toucan
  • shook hands with a monkey, touched a frog and a crab in Costa Rica
  • went to the Toubacon hot springs, sat under a waterfall and actually saw (just saw) a bar in the pool 
  • went to see the turtle eggs hatch, but ended up spending 2 hours under the open sky with fireflies
  • finally smoked my first joint in Puerto Viejo (didn't finish it)
  • got a massage and scrub treatment in a resort spa in Arizona
  • realized playing golf in Pakistan that it is a difficult sport
  • visited a concentration camp
  • saw part of the Berlin Wall
  • was in a school play in Pakistan and actually spoke lines
  • visited the Senate and the House of Representatives
  • learned to play the flute 
  • taught English in a foreign country
  • had a vintage styled photo shoot with a professional photographer
  • Met an ex-prime minister of Pakistan, General Pervaz Musharaff in a restaurant 
  • rode a cable car in San Francisco on a beautiful summer day
  • visited the Hearst Castle
  • selected my first car without much thought and love it!
  • learned to ride roller coasters with my eyes open

Friday, March 9, 2012

Lucid Dreams 2: Garden Party

So, the watercolor projects are being completed each day. My mom gave me the  picture book, Dew  Drops (which belongs to my lovely niece, Sameeha) with graphic pictures of flowers. I have been practicing my brush strokes and getting quite good at them. I trace each picture first and then transfer it onto watercolor paper and then paint.
This is quite a relaxing hobby. I am enjoying it so much that I even checked out books related to watercolors from the library. The techniques mentioned are quite advanced, hence I am skimming through them for ideas and occasional tips. Even the masters admit that watercolors is more of a challenging medium then oils and/or acrylics. I notice with each painting the task gets easier. Here are some of my latest creations:

Poppy Pop

Titillating Tulips and Morning Glory 

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

Lucid Dreams: Watercolors

In an attempt to fill my time with fun activities, I have decided to take up water coloring. Last night, I took my father to the nearest Micheal's store and bought myself paints and special water coloring sheets. Today, the morning was spent on a project I found through a website. The website was designed for beginner painters and broke down the process in steps. I was able to use my own color combinations since the colors mentioned were unavailable in my paint set.  I realized I definitely need to work on my technique so I enrolled myself in a drawing and watercolor class through Mountain View Adult Education.

I learned that the painting process is quite fun. I spent about 4-5 hours learning and finishing my first art piece. It is far from perfect and I can see my novice style clearly through the brush strokes, nonetheless, I am proud of it. I took photographs after completing each step.


 
Step1: Sketch ready to be painted

Step 2: Painting the sky

Step 3: Painting the sea

Step 4: Finished!








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Wordless Wednesday: A Lazy Person's Version of the Road Not Taken

Monday, March 5, 2012

A Stroll in Whisman Station: Cherry Blossoms Galore

It has been a significant length of time since my last blog entry. Life has taken an unexpected turn. I have moved back home after my brief stay in "independence-ville" in Fremont. Blogging was a hobby I started last year and cherished it to a point that I want to engage in it again. Staying true to its original purpose of creating lists, I focus on some of my current favorite daily activities. So here goes:
1. Taking nightly walks with my parents.
2. Having absorbing, thus long conversations with them about anything and everything.
3. And any chance I get, going to my sister and brother-in-law's house and meeting my nieces, especially Sameeha.

With the intention of adding visual affluence to the entry, I took the liberty of taking pictures in an unceremoniously (maybe a little) brisk afternoon walk around Whisman Station.