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Motherhood allows you to fill your cup on a daily basis. To live a happy, full life, filled with passion and goals. Staying motivated, energized, and ready to face all moments is not always as easy as it sounds.
Stepping out of the mid-day heat and into the too-cold shop, he immediately, without even bothering to look up, says, “Sit here,” as if he’s been expecting me and I’m late and now we will have to hurry.
Halo (hello, see what we did there) Ramadan! This is the second year in a row that won’t be spent how we traditionally do. Large gatherings and restaurant iftars are out of the question, however it turns out th
The power of social media may not have been as strong or influential as it is today, yet there are those that would beg to differ just like these three moms, who definitely do so. Back in 2011, on Twitter, thr
The perfect sandwich is different for each person. Some people claim it doesn’t exist in this reality, and while they might absolutely be right, we’re open to the next best thing. Starting from the bread, fil
And then there is the story of the young woman who, recently married—15 months’ worth—becomes predictably pregnant, does her nine-month duty, and among much fanfare, delivers a sturdy pink boy who knows all
by Sara Al Mulla You could easily lose yourself in a city that feels like a picturesque setting from a novel. Such cities have embraced culture and creativity as bewitching narratives to attract the aesthetes,
The world runs on code-powered algorithms. Most of us however have no idea what code really is. A programming language is a formal language that can instruct a machine or a device to do something. Computer chips
Life is like a piece of art. It is not aesthetically perfect. It requires a more attentive eye, a more refined look to understand the art—the nuances, expressions and feelings. Whatever the work, it takes time
It has been a year since we have had to start getting accustomed to the new norms. As mothers we have not stopped loving our children, yet are constantly finding ourselves struggling to give this love to ourselve
If you are a woman, young or old, can you remember the first time you were sexually harassed? You probably do, you may not be able to recall what you were wearing, but we’re sure you remember that if you told s
His nametag said Early, and in the beginning I had to stop and squint, even re-squint, to make sure I was reading it right. Early? If he was or wasn’t, I can’t be certain but I do know that he was always ther
By Jennifer Ivory We Didn't Know We Needed You Until You Arrived Hala Feb celebrations were in full swing. Flags fluttered on corridors, homophonic beats accompanied by the sound of youthful giggles flowed



