Padash
Writer Alias: PadashWriter Bio: I am Padash: once a sheltered, girl raised in Pakistan, who left for college in the States to break out of that protective bubble to experience life on her terms. By the way, I am not a writer. I am simply a girl who talks a lot and sometimes I talk on paper about crazy experiences I have had, interesting people I have met and thoughts I usually cant speak of out loud. I can be emailed directly on my facebook.http://www.facebook.com/padash
February 04, 2012 18:08
Maya is right! We should be thanking her. She saved the day by exposing the worst sin in the world. The sin of talking to someone of the opposite gender that you may not be related to.
December 27, 2011 20:43
Just a few personal conjectures that I would like to share about travelling, beauty, sex, work, immigration, politics, fashion and people!
November 25, 2011 00:09
Senior year of high school or the second year of your A-levels is a memorable time. A rite of passage, full of anticipation and fear, surety and uncertainty.
October 27, 2011 06:39
Secrets were suddenly shared. Advice was sought. And for a split second, a brother and a sister almost 10 years apart bonded over a woman neither of us had ever met.
September 19, 2011 06:15
…the taste of her Skoal stained chapped lips. She leaned over in the dimly lit bar while I kept my eyes fixed on the prize.
August 09, 2011 07:13
They say life is beautiful when you’re in love. Ever loved someone with uncertainty of whether it was requited or not?
June 16, 2011 05:58
For my readers who are in love today….enjoy the moment, it could be temporary or it could last forever. But don’t think about the future. And definitely don’t over-think the present.
June 02, 2011 05:22
Though I pretend to appear busy and self-important typing away on this laptop, I’m secretly watching people, reminded of a drunken yet poignant wisdom...
March 23, 2011 18:16
I sit in my childhood room, as the glistening streak of daylight strokes across my Islamabad sky. Painting into vision, broad strokes of memories, both good and bad.
February 03, 2011 08:25
Growing up, I had always been an admirer of men in uniforms. The girl who lusted after marines in movies about shipwrecks. Not anymore.
November 29, 2010 22:24
You know the moments I’m talking about, right? When we are forced to step back from whatever jangled mess we find ourselves in to witness our life as it unravels before us like a bad episode of a Star Plus drama.
September 14, 2010 12:21
You’ve all heard of Dario but long before him, I had already earned a guerdon for being the Queen of queens. But even before them was a guy in high school I lovingly referred to as Peanut.
July 21, 2010 01:12
I had always imagined my first, big trip to Karachi to be full of glamorous and unadulterated partying, it’s ironic that my fondest memories of the city barely revolve around the motley dance floors of baroque houses.
June 09, 2010 17:58
So…without further a due…dear readers, you are cordially invited to Padash’s O-levels Farewell. Held on that unforgettable night in 1997.
March 19, 2010 09:20
I always say that my life can be divided into two eras; pre-Alisha and post-Alisha. It was Alisha who first recognized and then unleashed the caged lioness within me.
January 19, 2010 12:04
It all started one evening when whimsical Padash decided to take a chance on crashing an entire weekend on a rather peculiar 60-year-old woman’s couch.
November 26, 2009 12:46
I sashay down a path discovered gratefully in college. Never carry sand when you can live at the beach? All that’s needed in life are a few close friends.
October 22, 2009 10:08
We will always have in common; a bourgeois Aunty, a ‘Vilayat’ palat, a hijabi conservative and a provocative nonconformist.
September 15, 2009 09:59
Call it a need for closure or an innate obstinacy, but this column my dear friends, is going to be about Rosa as well.
August 20, 2009 23:35
And now without further a due, here are a few tips I like to share as the scholarly confessions of a former Paki stripper.
July 17, 2009 10:56
Afia was no ordinary girl from around the corner. She was a woman with much bigger dreams for herself than what her Karachi Company life offered.
June 10, 2009 07:59
So what if you ever scrubbed a toilet in a rough time or worked at a gas station or shed every sheath of your pride at a job interview? Remember, days from now, it will merely be an interesting memory for you and only you to cherish.
May 12, 2009 07:28
I had initially wanted to write a piece on my experiences as a stripper, I decided to take a few steps back and write about the equally sordid odd jobs I did before my debut as Rosa.
April 11, 2009 11:44
Aliya (my then best friend) was the lucky biotch wooed and asked out by all three of these handsome brothers. Am I bitter? Why Yes!
March 10, 2009 12:51
So here I am. Out of town on a work conference with my boss. In yet another comfy bed. The large windows on my hotel room paint a pretty picture of downtown Seattle. Bright, enticing.
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