Time to Stand up against the attrocities in Swat!


The reason I find myself on my blog again is the horrific public lashing of the 17 year old girl in Swat yesterday. There has been a public outcry in Pakistan…. and what a relief. That gives me great hope for Pakistan as a nation. Some pakistanies in denial blame the usual suspects: India, amerika and Israel. But the majority of pakistanies have had enough of these talibani lunatics!

X-plosiv.no has started a petition, to be given to the embassy of Pakistan. “Stop the maddness in Swat”. Ultimatly it is the government of Pakistan which is reponsible for the safety of the pakistani people.

We can not, and will not be passive bystanders whilst our beloved Pakistan is shredded to pieces by religious extremists. I can not believe a part of Pakistan (Swat) has been freed from the pakistani law to create their own barbaric sharia law legislation.

Regardless of the date of the clipping. We as muslims and pakistanies in and outside Pakistan can not tolerate such inhumane acts in the name of Islam!

If you understand norwegian, please read the link regarding the inhumane actions of the pakistani taliban, and how norwegian-pakistanies try to make a difference.

Stop the madness in Swat!

Please sign the petition (Which is in norwegian and english on


Do visit  http://www.x-plosiv.no/


Life without roti – living lowcarb










Those who haven’t tried a diet once in their life, please stand up! No one? I thought so.

Name a “diet” and I have done it. Not easy combining fat-free living with desi food. I am self confessed foodie. I love making and eating food. My preferences fluctuate from desi to italian to norwegian. Above all this however is the fact that I am a true carb-junkie! I love my pasta, naan, norwegian bread and last but not least potatoes. In any form, like a true Norwegian 🙂

Well like the heading here suggests, I am a carb-junkie no more! For me personally, it is nothing short of a revolution. To cut a long story short; I have totally cut out fast carbs from my diet. Imagine a desi dinner without roti, naan or chawal (rice). Unimaginable isn’t it. Well naturally, I don’t eat lots of desi food anymore. Doesn’t fit with a low-carb diet.

I hate the word diet. This is no “diet”. I have just changed my way of eating. I still am a foodie, and love delicious food. However the challenge now is to make tasty food without the white carbs. Not possible one would think. Oh but it is. Possible that is. I still make the same food as I did earlier. Instead of boiled, fried potatoes, pasta or rice we eat lentils and beans. Yes, that’s right. The daal we have hated since childhood. Never have I eaten so much daal in my entire life. And guess what: I love it!! Masoor daal puree, moong daal/channa tangy salad. etc etc.

So a normal day would look like this:

breakfast:knekkebrød (wasa fiber plus) with a whole tin of “makrell i tomat”. ( A true omega3 bomb with 3-4 grams of it)

Lunch: A horrendously large salad with chicken/tuna and tinned beans. All the greens and veggies you love.  OR fried eggs with backed beans. YUMMY!

Fruit and nuts

Dinner: Fish/chicken/meat with loads of veggies and some sort of a daal.

Evning: omelete or 0.1 Yoplait yogurt with fruits or berries.










I can’t tell you how healthy i feel. I eat bundles of omega3, nuts, fruits, veggies and lean meat. And ofcourse lots of olive oil.

This is no “fat-free” diet. I eat as much as i want. But let me tell you not only do you get wonderful skin, and healthy tummy you also loose weight. The “diet” prevents sugarlevel raise and fall, hence preventing developing diabetes and helping those with diabetes. It keeps your colon super healty. AND you feel great.

When we come home after grocery shopping our kitchen table is fludding over with veggies, fruits and all things healty. That makes me sooo happy! I am in this wholeheartedly. Lets hope it lasts forever.

I will be putting up my low-carb dinners!!!


Death of a journalist – The sorrow of two widows


On the 14. of January a Norwegian delegation to Afghanistan came to experience the horror of terrorism way to closely. The foreign minister was on a visit, staying in a luxury hotel in Kabul. With him were the usual brigade of people, journalists, advisers and co-workers. The terror attack on the “safest” civil building left the foreign minister shattered, as it took the life of a highly regarded journalist, Carsten Thomassen.

Carsten Thomassen, a father of two beautiful girls aged nine and four. Thomassen was a journalist par excellence. Highly regarded, a master in his craft, well known in all the circles of the government and the ministers. He was always looking for the truth. For the reasons behind the happenings shaking the world. The public grief and the sorrow of ministers, government and media personalities is unprecedented. Carsten Thomassen was gunned down in the lobby of the Serena hotel, his journalist friends did whatever they could to save him. After his death two of his colleagues went to Kabul to bring their friend home, he wasn’t suppose to take that journey by himself. On the airport in Oslo, Thomassen got a honorary reception. With ministers, media moguls and a devastated girlfriend Ellen the mother of his children. Every thing was beautifully executed with great honor and respect. The newspaper with which Thomassen worked, Dagbladet carried all the stories naturally enough extensively in their paper. His collegues paid respect and the website was filled the minute to minute detail.

On 14. of January and terror-attack was carried out at the Serena hotel, taking 7 lives. In addition to Carsten Thomassen six Afghans were killed, one of them was Aziz, a security guard at the hotel. Like Thomassen, Aziz was a man doing his job. On the 25. of January Dagbladet carries a story about his widow Parwin.The story comes the day after Thomassen’s father reminds everyone in his funeral that their was not just one victim of this horrendous attack. Other innocent lives were takes as well, and that we should think about them as well. That is what Thomassen would have wanted.

The story about Parwin is similar to that of Ellen, Thomassen’s girlfriend. Both mother of two children, suddenly finding themselves in utter grief and devastation. Their lives ripped apart in matters of minutes. But the similarities end their. While Thomassen was helped by everyone around him, Aziz was left laying on the ground for an hour. While Ellen and the Norwegian public could follow the drama minute by minute, Parwin couldn’t take her husbands last call on her cell-phone because her telephone card was empty. While Thomassen got a honorable and respectable farewell from everyone in his country, neighborhood, king, ministers and dignitaries, Aziz and his widow just became a statistic. No one has bothered to console Parwin or honor her husband.

Up until Dagbladet yesterday wrote about Parwin, no-one was bothered to think about the other victims. Thanks to Dagbladet for bringing in an important aspect albeit a little late!

Ellen will have to deal with her grief the same way Parwin has to. But Parwin has not only lost her husband and children their father. With Aziz’s death they have lost their sole provider! Parwin doesn’t know how to feed her kids, their future is forever changed for the worst. Ellen wouldn’t have to worry about things such as money, education for her children, security and freedom!!

With the death of Thomassen it has become all to obvious to me that their should not even be one Ellen or one Parwin in the world. Women who lost their men to the cowardly acts of terrorism. The terror in any way, shape or form should  never be tolerated. It is high time for sustainable peace and justice in the troubled region of middle-east and the subcontinent. No-one, wether black or white, rich or poor, muslim or christian is safe until the world is a safer place!!

Living in Norway, a price to pay!




NOTE: Made 27. august 2011, original post made jan. 10th 2008. 

(I assume you want to learn more about living in Norway, and that is how you found my blog. Please visit www.blendmag.no , which is my magazine Blend, Norways largest multicultural webmag. Use google translator. It will give you an idea of how it is to live here from a diversity perspective). Thanks!


Show me desis living outside their native countries who have not experienced envied looks from people back home. And whom have not gotten thoroughly irritated when it has been implied that money apparently grows on trees outside Pakistan.  Further more, how extremely lucky we are living in Norway. Well we are lucky and cause of envy for some, but money certainly does not grow on trees over-here! For the life in safety, peace and prosperity we are extremely lucky and should feel utter gratitude. But there is a price to pay!

From time to time the media in Norway goes haywire over crimes committed by desis (or immigrant in general). Well they occasionally have good reason to. There are too many desi brothers involved in less proper things. Besides ruining their own lives they do a good job in making lives of innocent desis uncomfortable. With passing times the Norwegians are becoming more and more sceptical and even hostile towards non-ethnic Norwegians. The most common and frightening opinion is that there is no racism in Norway and that desis/immigrants just complain for nothing!

It is a well known fact that desis/immigrants have the highest rate of unemployment. Even higher education and university degrees do not help in some cases. Many immigrants are over-qualified and under-paid for their jobs. The evil circle is complete as low income leads to ghettos, low-class diseases, social and economical problems. These however are facts that ethnic-Norwegians in larger and larger extent do not consider anymore. The only thing they see is more and more “black” people in the city. Oslo specifically.

A new report shows that 48 of Oslo’s schools have a majority of non-ethnic children. The same day the news breaks there are several opinions in media on how to tackle the problem. Everything from the basic human-right violation of prohibiting people to live where they want to, to transport children to schools with less non-ethnics etc. The blame is solely given to immigrants who can not seem to live outside “ghettos” and who do not choose to live outside Oslo. Chat-sites and other forums are filled with Norwegians pissed of on the facts of the study, and who just have had it and want their country “back”.

Politicians and especially members of the Progress-party (Fremskrittspartiet) come with cheap and populist solutions to the problem that arises when the majority on a school is non-ethnic. There is no doubt about it, it is not an optimal situation as the Norwegian language suffers in schools where there are all kinds of different background represented.

How one would wish that instead of looking for short-term solutions, the authorities would realise the challenges our generation is facing. There should be made stronger efforts to break the basic evil circle!! First of all, employers should stop discriminating non-ethnics. It is a shown fact that this happens, but still many immigrants are accused of being lazy and corrupt. There have been a proposal of allocation of non-ethnics in governmental jobs, on the basis of merits. This proposal has been shredded to pieces as many politicians believe this is discriminating to the rest of the public! That non-ethnics should not get any advantageous due to their color. This is seeing things in a totally romantic and naive light. When immigrants are discriminated on the job-market, how can one actually tackle the problem?? Especially when many Norwegians feel there does not even exist racism?

And how can one expect desis to live outside “ghettos” when these are the areas they can afford to live in due to their poorly paid jobs or unemployment? How do one motivate desi children for higher studies when many with higher education drive cabs or the subway? How do one achieve a healthier spread of colored children in Oslo-schools when their parents can’t afford to live on the west-side of the city? Last but not least, why can’t people see value it is in having colored children in schools? That teaches children of colors to co-exist in a peaceful way, and they learn from early on that people come in all shapes, sizes and colors and culture. They learn how to handle that. That is something the Norwegian community can not brag about.

It is times like this that give your life some perspective. Yes we are lucky to live in such a beautiful county in safety, but we pay the price. The price of being considered different by some, the price of being an equity and not an asset for some. The knowledge of the fact that my children, third generation immigrants, will always be seen as different and maybe not have the same opportunities due their color. It is a heavy price to pay!

Justice has been served, honorkiller sectenced for 21 years in jail!

Nafisa khanI have been upset regarding the low punishment terms in Norway. Also a nationally famous attorney’s opinions on honor-killings has shaken me these past weeks. There has been a lot of stories which have heavied my heart.

Today however, I am content as I feel that justice has been served when the Norwegian court sentenced a Norwegian-Pakistani 33 years old man Shahzad Khan. He has been given the longest jail-time there is in Norwegian judiciary. He killed his three (!!) younger sisters! Sobia Khan (27), Nafisa Shaheen Khan (13) and Saadia Khan (24). There crime? He apparently felt they were getting out of hand.

Saadia Khan, victim of norwegian honorkillingThey were three beautiful girls, with their whole life in-front of them. Living a perfectly normal life, with work and school. Until their brother one day axed them to death one by one, even his totally innocent baby-sister Nafisa. What later came to knowledge was that he claimed to have heard his dead mother tell him to kill the girls. The judges didn’t believe him. How could they? A man who pays his bills on the Internet minutes before he kills, can not be out of his mind! The case has proven  that he was sane on the moment of the killings. He took Vodka and pills right before or after the killings to be able to hide his horrendous crime behind alcohol- and pill abuse.


 It is wonderful to see that the Norwegian court didn’t fall for his act and that they found him 100% guilty!

This is a tight smack on the face of all the desis who no holds barred were determined to defend him. To say that the poor didn’t know what he was doing as he was an alcohol-abusing insane person. Now it is beyond a doubt proven that this was an HONOR-KILLING. What do all of the thousands of desis here in Oslo now feel? WHY was he given the benefit of the doubt, when at the same time there were been told stories about the shortcomings of his sisters? Not but a handful of desis had the guts to come to a spontaneous gathering on a cold Oslo-night. To show their disgust over the killings and to support the innocent girls! The one who came were targeted to blow the thing out of proportions as this was NOT an honor-killing!

I feel well, as I was one of those handful of people who lit a candle for the girls that evening. And listened to the thoughts read out loud. Thoughts of hundreds of youngsters who were horrified and scared to death by this barbaric killing.

All  of those who believe the honor-killing card is played to much and that most of the girls enjoy their right of equality and respect, would you please answer this simple question? When was the last time a Norwegian-pakistani (desi) boy or a man was killed for not having a proper beard, not read his namaz, or for having sex outside a marriage? When was a boy killed for disgracing his family? When was a boy abused for drinking alcohol?

Why is not one of the biggest sins in Islam; earnings and spending of haram money (money earned through inproper channels without paying taxed etc) punished by our community? (A 16 years old girls was recentaly killed in Canada for not wearing her hijab, by her father)

Why is it that only women are targeted by bashing, ill-mouthing, rumor-spreading, mental abuse, physical abuse and force?

The sentence today gives each and everyone of us plenty food of thought. We all have an obligation to prevent such inhumane crimes and to SHOW our disgust. There should not be a shred of doubt regarding what the majority of us actually feel about these kinds of people, crimes and “culture”.

May Sobia, Saadia and Nafisa finally rest in peace!!

Erase the word “Zaat” (caste) from your dictionary!!

I wrote a post yesterday, regarding the low punishment a racist got for firing a soft-gun at colored children. I was utterly upset and disgusted by what that boy did and the symbolic punishment he got!

What kind of a punishment does a person deserve who considers himself/herself superior to others purely on the bases of his “zaat” (caste)? When people from within your own community and color need to give you “names” in order to place you in a caste-system then it is a far more grave a sin!! Whoever saw the need for a “zaat” system must have been a poor excuse for a noble person.


In the link above you can read about some of the most well-known Norwegian-Pakistanies and there view on “zaat” system. Some of them have truly horrific thoughts on the subject. Aslam Ahsan can apparently tell your zaat by looking at how you are dressed and how you speak. So if you are “overdressed” then you must be a “kammi” (low caste) i suppose. And how proudly they brag about there cast, it is nauseating! Noman Mubashir however I do admire. He tells it like it should be. Stop this zaat nonsense!

There is something seriously wrong when young Norwegian-Pakistani start threads on the website desi.no to ask questions like “What is your zaat”. Hellooo!!! Why do YOU care? Have you not learnt anything from your education and religion. Why the need to put people in boxes? Is it a superiority complex or a inferiority complex? Do you not have the personal integrity and plane old common sense, manners, ethics and moral?

In this day and age, it is a shame the our generation still believes in the loony world of zaats.

Judge a person on his personality and his abilities. If someone is kind, considerate and caring then he is the highest “zaat” of them all; the “Good human-being”-zaat. It is high time we behave like educated people with good values and empathy!

And if you ever mention anything about your zaat or someone else’s zaat then you are out of my good-book forever. I can not and shall not ever respect a person who considers himself superior to anyone on the basis of zaat/caste!

Three sleepless nights

People get sick from time to time, as do kids. Usually more often then one can manage. The younger they are….the sicker they become. A fever reaching 40 degrees Celsius is not seldom.

One of the perks of living in Norway is the brilliantly built out daycare system. Most of the children from one to six go to a daycare. The need for this is due to both mom and dad working full-time. This they have to do, as the cost of living in Norway is sky-high. There is no chance to make it through mortgage-payments and bills, basic necessities and occasional quality living unless the couple works. (this wont apply if you are married to a multimillionaire or still live with your in-laws/parents).

There is a praiseworthy system of highly qualified personnel, strict restrictions in regard to safety, hygiene, play-area etc etc. (many shortcomings also ofcourse) But despite all this there are regular “epidemics” of tummy-flue and other “nasty” flues. No wonder actually, as there are 20 kids sharing the same environment.

Well, these past three days my precious one has been down with flue. As so we thought, but when there was no sign of fever going down I trusted my gut-feeling and took him to the doctor. Strep-infection in the throat, my poor kid! And guess  who we met at the doctors? His buddy from the daycare…as ill as mine! 

On one hand I was sitting there praising the health-care system and on the other hand cursing these rapid “epidemics”. There is one security though…. the fact that my child and everyone else’s in Norway, gets the best treatment there is!

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