Life is a highway
Muscat resident Homaira Kabir writes about her thoughts and everyday experiences.
I had often toyed with the idea of writing an article about nothing. Exactly, an article with no story line. No incident, no skirmish, no blunders, no kids. Simply day to day ramblings that may or may not turn into something. A la Seinfeld.
Over the past couple of decades, there has been increasing concern over the future of our planet. Even curriculums at schools have been adapted to reinforce the topics of endangered species, global warming and green economies.
Things rarely go as planned. At least not when you have kids. Take last week for example. I dropped my kids at the hotel pool and drove off for a quick appointment at the parlour to have my eyebrows done.
My youngest always fought with me. Over the littlest of things. All strategies aimed towards compliance failed miserably until the day when, worn out and desperate, I bribed her with candy. The peace it brought to the house was priceless and soon candy became the norm.
It was a peaceful, beautiful winter afternoon. I lay in bed, reveling in the quiet of the moment and the joy of little blessings. My too good to be true moment proved indeed too good to be true.