Our great escape
I looked around the crowded sitting room, wondering where Zubaida was, but couldn’t easily see her. Walking inside, after saying my &lsquo
Al-Bints Diary
Al-Bints Diary
Salvaging my goldmine (II)
‘At this point Mamman dared to remind me that the girls are only fair because of him. That if they had inherited my colour they won’t be t
Salvaging my goldmine
‘Is it me or did your husband look slightly upset?’ I asked my friend Sahiba, as soon as I stepped foot into their sitting room. ‘I
Lighting the spark
At first I dismissed the slight touch around my ear because I was very sleepy. When I felt it again I almost opened my eyes. Is my ear really being to
The folly of Alhambra (II)
‘Masha Allah, you crammed every word.’ I commended. ‘I’m very proud of my Islamic heritage, that’s why I memorised it.&r