My 5: Doha, Qatar.

Iranian Market Souq Waqif Doha Qatar

1. Iranian Souq/Souq Waqif, July 2001. I arrived in Doha in the summer of 2001, without a clue as to what I would do there. Those first weeks were spent wandering about the city, with regular visits to the corniche, City Center Mall and the Iranian Souq. The locals were friendly and largely unobtrusive in […]

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Angela Habibi – a short story from Qatar.

House Party Doha Qatar New Year's Eve 2001

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. The residential blocks of Qatar Aeronautical College were little more than gray characterless slabs, each building an identikit of long, empty corridors with […]

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The Little Pronghorn – a short story from Qatar.

The Little Pronghorn 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. It was the winter of 2001 and I’d just finished an uneventful evening’s classes at The Language Institute. Gathering up my […]

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Like It Too Much – 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 English teaching job came at a run-down old school called The Language Institute. The facilities were basic and dreary, […]

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Baptism of Fire – 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. ‘‘This is your classroom’’ said Jamla, switching on the light. It flickered dubiously for a bit before finally illuminating the room, […]

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Pulp Friction – 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. I’d been kicking around Doha for a good six to seven weeks by the time I finally decided my life needed […]

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