Ashraf, a short story from Qatar. In the summer of 2001 I boarded a near-empty Qatar Airways flight to Doha. Reuniting with my family who’d recently moved there for my father’s new job, it was my first time living abroad. —— My first weeks in Doha were about as pleasant and stress free as I […]Read More
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I arrived in Doha in the summer of 2001 without a clue as to what I would actually do there. My entire family had relocated to the Qatari capital for my father’s job. I’m talking mum, dad, sister, brother, dog… the works. I was at one of my famous loose ends in life. Hence I […]Read More
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