Farewell

by Nussaïbah Raja - September 9th, 2009

It’s finally time to say goodbye, I didn’t think it would be so soon. Yet, yesterday I wasn’t feeling anything. I was still as happy and as excited t be going, but it finally sank in as the first of my cousins, as close as a brother to me said goodbye. It was then that I realised he wouldn’t be texting me anymore to say he was coming over in 5 minutes, leaving me barely the time to wear something decent.

Or that I wouldn’t be tutoring my little cousin anymore, I wouldn’t be yelling at the older ones because they left everything for the last minute (as I usually did) and we’d have to stay up late to complete everything. I wouldn’t have my aunt check on me when I would be alone at home, or I wouldn’t have my mother call me on my cellphone because I couldn’t hear her from downstairs. Continue reading →

Ignition

by Nussaïbah Raja - August 23rd, 2009

It’s hard to find something to write about when your life has been in limbo for months now, not that I‘ve been confined to four walls, without anything happening around me. On the contrary, the headlines are practically screaming at me to choose one of their many topics: health, education, politics, culture, but I’m simply out of the loop. As much as I try to write, there’s no feeling into that and it’s just not me.

I’m moving to London in less than three weeks and I can’t say I’m not thrilled. I really can’t wait for August to be over and for September to bring it full on. But somehow, there’s this part of me who wants to turn back the clock where there was this familiar but boring routine that kept me going. I wished I could turn back the clock so that I could spend some more time with my family and friends. (I really should go get that nuclear-powered DeLorean xD) Continue reading →

A Neighbourhood Story

by sayuka - July 20th, 2009

Once upon a time, in a faraway neighbourhood, there lived an evil witch. The witch had proclaimed herself the Mistress and Ruler of everything in a 100m (or was it a kilometer) radius of her Castle. Her children having left home and boredom of old age kicking in, she only had for hobby to nose around in her “subjects” family and personal matters, reveling in creating rifts between members of a same family or discord within the whole community. However, the evil hag was not satisfied! There existed a small household in the county that refused to yield to the nosiness of the witch, going about their everyday-life peacefully and quietly.
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Me? A tutor?

by Nussaïbah Raja - March 7th, 2009

It sounded a bit weird at first, but I’m kinda getting used to it, though I still do not believe I accepted tutoring my little cousin. Not that I was given a choice; my mom and aunt practically forced it onto me, making all the decisions without considering the concerned person here, i.e. me. The reason for my reluctance had more to do with my cousin than with the tutoring. It had always been mutual dislike between us; maybe it had to do with the age difference. An 8-years gap can be quite a lot for 2 kids living under the same roof, especially when both are only child to their parents. Anyway, it seems that the “dislike” has completely disappeared for now and for good, I’m hoping; these past years I had been so busy with school and other stuffs that I barely gave any attention to the persons living in my house. Continue reading →