by Biba Allarakia | 07/10/22 | Culture, Discrimination, Diversity, Equity, Humanity, Humour, Satirical, Short Stories, Tolerance, Women
Jeddah, Saudi Arabia, 1993 My first job was with a Greek Cypriot company where I was promoted, within months, to be an executive. I was so excited to accompany my team to my first key meeting with a client where I will be taking a project from start to end. I...
by Biba Allarakia | 07/09/22 | All Lives Matter, Blog, Culture, Discrimination, Diversity, Equity, Humanity, Humour, Satirical, Short Stories, Women
I was 6 yrs old! What is your excuse for making snap sweeping judgements? For any of us when we can always ask questions and find out more information. For allowing yourself to be manipulated emotionally? Can we be aware of how it starts within us?...
by Biba Allarakia | 07/08/22 | Blog, Discrimination, Diversity, Humanity, Poetry, Tolerance, Women
Humanity Matters! To honour and remember the victims of hate, injustice, and discrimination around the world. Women, men, and children. Women’s lives matter! Children’s lives matter! Men’s lives matter! Black Lives Matter! Arab Lives Matter! All lives matter –...
by Biba Allarakia | 07/03/22 | Culture, Diversity, Humanity, Short Stories, Tolerance, Women
30th Aug 2006, Jeddah, Saudi Arabia I could not sleep, which is not unusual for me, so I just lounged in a garden chair right outside our cabin. My sister kept me company and we chatted about everything. We were at a lovely sea resort on the Obhur creek of the Red Sea...
by Biba Allarakia | 07/01/22 | Blog, Culture, Discrimination, Diversity, Humanity, Humour, Satirical, Short Stories, Travel, Travel, Women
Am I sleep-walking? Or am I being arrested. I turned to examine the man at my left. My eyes were at the level of his belly-button (naturally well-covered by his uniform). I wondered how he would react if I tickled him. I mean come on! Belly-buttons? Tickles? Same...
by Biba Allarakia | 07/10/21 | Blog, Culture, Diversity, Humanity, Humour, Short Stories, Women
Geneva 2001 Crunch, crunch, crunch! I took pleasure in pulverizing the poor innocent autumn leaves accumulating on the ground on that cold October day. I walked slowly to the car park outside the company compound as if I was being dragged to the guillotine. It...
It is so heartwarming to read the author's account of her early childhood offering a glimpse of earlier times in…
Thank you so much, Anne 🙏🏻 I appreciate your encouraging words. I am delighted that my words and story touched…
Thankyou for this story. You may know that we lived in Jeddah in the 90’s. Your writing is so poignant…
Thank you dear Jan so much for your feedback. I hope to be able to collect stories from POC and…
Thank you for sharing this, Biba. The truth you speak is unfortunately a reality for many POC who have been…