The Courage to Stand Up

One of the first, and possibly sanest, pieces of advice I read about promoting my book was to stay away from politics, religion and controversial topics. I say sane because, regardless of the tenet of free speech touted by the free world, artists and writers that take a stand tend to be ostracized, judged and found to be wanting. They stand alone or with a tiny minority, and the downside is a drop in sales or a lack of distribution (of books, films, music and even art), and often an ignoble slide into poverty. — Read More —


Comfort Food

When I read The Vampire Lestat for the very first time, I was in college. A friend had lent it to me after I raved and raved about Interview with a Vampire. He suggested that my ecstasy at the first book would pale next to the divine sequel, something I had rarely come across. Sequels always sucked. I had already learned that the hard way with Love Story and Oliver’s Story (which should never have been written). But he was a trusted book friend (yes, I had those—friends whose taste I relied upon for good books, but with whom I had little else in common), and I decided to bite the bullet and settled in for a long night of reading. — Read More —


The Author’s Sketchbook

So after attempting to write a full post for the 4th time today, I’ve decided to take a break, and maybe not worry about the #MondayBlogs schedule too much.

It’s been 12 hours since I ate or drank anything, and there are just 3 hours left for the first fast of Ramzan (in Karachi, at least) to come to an end. I’ve spent some of this time outside, some of it trying to write my regular Monday blog, and part of it scribbling in my sketchbook: — Read More —


A colleague at Indireads wrote a charming romantic novel with an explicit sex scene. The story could have been written by Shakespeare himself, but for one reader, the thought of sex before marriage between an Indian couple was all that blazed out at him. He left a vitriolic little review for the author along the lines of ‘this doesn’t happen in our culture’. The author was understandably frustrated. “How do they think we became a population of one billion people? Storks!?” But the review affected her enough for her to tone down her words. She told me that her next book had no sex scenes, at least, none that may be construed as ‘against our culture’. She couldn’t be sure, even then, that her words wouldn’t be misunderstood, judged and found to be wanting. — Read More —


The Liebster Award

7654060The rules of this award:

  1. Link back and thank the blogger who nominated you in your post – thank you, Summerita, the blogger with the lovely name and writer of sweet, sensual romance.
  2. List 11 facts about yourself.
  3. Answer the 11 questions asked by the blogger who nominated you.
  4. Pick 5 – 10 new bloggers (must have less than 300 followers) to nominate and ask them 11 new questions. Do not re-nominate the blogger that nominated you.
  5. Go to each new blogger’s site and inform them of their nomination.To learn more about the Liebster Award, check out this post by Lorraine Reguly.

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Image courtesy of Ertaza, Creative Commons. This is the Ispahani Hangar targeted by the terrorists.

Grateful For Your Service

Image courtesy of Ertaza, Creative Commons. This is the Ispahani Hangar targeted by the terrorists.

My husband had an eight o’clock flight this morning that has understandably been delayed. The attack on Jinnah Airport has been horrific. We spent most of the night watching the attack unfold on TV and following feeds on Twitter that was trending #KarachiAirport globally.

More disturbing than the distressing images on TV were the tweets from India applauding the attack (they believe we deserve it) and the contemptuous deconstruction of security at the airport by Westerners (The Guardian ran live updates on their site, with tweets coming in from journalists on the ground and one or two stuck in the airport itself). It was comforting therefore, to see an equal number of prayers and good wishes coming from all corners, including from our non-hawk Indian neighbors. — Read More —

D. M. Cain

D. M. CainI learnt a lot from reading it – about Pakistani culture and expectations, about Karachi, and even about the nature of love. The characters that Natasha Ahmed creates are fully fleshed out individuals and I could associate with each and every one, which made reading the book a rich and fulfilling experience. This is a great book, which I would recommend to anyone, and I can’t wait for another story from Natasha!

Originally posted on Amazon

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