Ayoub RAJI
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My Mom Was a Girl
You were just a girl. I was born as the youngest of three. Somewhere in LA. I can't recall where you were born. I suddenly understand how little I know about you, and it seems like my responsibility. Place names are derived from past talks. Riverside, Encinitas, Reseda, and Oxnard. But these areas are yours, not mine. They create a patchwork quilt. I suppose you graduated from Chino High School.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Families
Cancel your Amazon Prime membership and keep reading the Washington Post.
Last Friday, Jeff Bezos, owner of the Washington Post, made a controversial statement. The Post (WaPo) would express an opinion regarding who should be the next president of the United States.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Journal
Reading in a Different Way Rather Than Reading More
For a long time, I haven’t had a reading challenge. Reading has always been just a joy of mine—something I do when the world gets too noisy or life too burdensome, and I need to travel and live for a time in lives that are not my own.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in BookClub
Confessions of a Former Ignorant Reader of Literary Works
In spite of the fact that I have never read Eat Pray Love, I would have preferred to get a hundred papercuts to the face when I watched the movie in cinemas. In spite of the fact that we were snobbish, I was a member of a group of literary types who believed that we were cool because of our self—the one million copies sold. that we hadn't even read her book, we believed Gilbert was a wealthy and frivolous person who deserved to be mocked and ridiculed by the media. Because she did not write what we formerly thought to be the major novels, the essential books, we eviscerated a stranger who had the courage to wake up from her napping existence and see one complete book through to its conclusion.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Writers
The passengers
Words of poetry Despite the fact that they are in different vehicles and neither of them is driving, two passengers share eyes. However, one of the vehicles has moved ahead of the other. Nobody is aware of how long they have been traveling at this point. After ascending a steep slope, the roadway eventually vanishes into the woods. The color of the automobile is blue.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Families
The Question That Ended My Marriage
Our marriage was perfunctory at best. No passion. Rare sex. But I’m an optimist. And we were naïve. We felt that we could overcome the compulsory and distant character of our relationship and establish a strong family from our shared history and the same ambitions.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Marriage
Ainsley Earhardt: More Than Just a News Anchor
Inspiration, Reliance on Family, and Faith Ainsley Earhardt is that one fresh breath of air and optimism that stands out among all of the news articles about journalism that bury the guys. The journey of Ainsley starts with her birth in South Carolina and concludes with her becoming a presenter on her favorite program, Fox & Friends. Her tale continues to be one of resilience, faith, and a profound love for her family.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Journal
Why Santa Claus is the Perfect Product Manager
If Santa Claus were searching for a career in IT, it’s hard to deny he’d glide smoothly into the role of a Product Manager. Forget the swanky office tower and comfortable seats – he’s tucked away in a tiny, glittering workshop near the North Pole.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Humor
I Wrote On LinkedIn for 100 Days. Now I Never Worry About Finding a Job.
Introduction In 2020, I read a book called The Power of Habit and pushed myself to attempt something new. As someone who’s an introvert and felt timid about expressing my ideas, one of the behaviors I wanted to focus on was speaking out more.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Writers
The dream job does not exist
My "dream" job has never been anything I've had, and I'm not even sure whether it truly exists for me. An individual who is capable of alternating between creative and analytical thinking. A lady on the spectrum who barely survived workplace culture and the incessant politicking. Maybe I’d make my mark; maybe I’d earn a little money, but I never felt at home at a firm.
By Ayoub RAJIabout a year ago in Lifehack
