A day... in my life

Dear Blog Loyal Blog Readers,

Have I ever mentioned how much I love you all?


Photo: Olivia Steele

I had a few lovely emails in my inbox from a few of you who read the blog regularly. To address one of the comments, yes, I will create a website and post a lot of different updates. Just bare with me, those of you who have read Mandalawi.blogpsot over the years would have probably realized by now I am not the best of friends with technology. Sadly.

I wanted to do a day in my life (Recap and Rewind) every now and then, just to give a feel of how young (25 next month, I guess I can still call myself young! Yes? No?) Kurdish girls spend their day-to-day life here and also for me to look back on when I have grey hairs and have grandchildren sitting on my lap.

I was at a meeting (6-hours, so it was more like a workshop), we were planning how to improve the situation of young boys and girls in rehabilitation centers (doesn't sound familiar to you right? How about the prisons? Aha! You knew that didn't you?). This reminded me of the research I did with women in prison. I genuinely hope we can do something to make them positive individuals within their society once they leave the centers, yup, I refuse to call it prison.

Something that I am excited about is that me and a friend might actually train some of the youth that have been 'sentenced' and acquaint them with the peer education program. Nothing confirmed, but very exiting! Having said this I learned a lot about the situation of our rehabilitations for youth in particular, while staff have a lot of training, still we lack in spaces and organized systematic way of working.

So, that was my day yesterday! Oh yes, and the beautiful Huda joined me for a quick shopping in Rhein Mall. Don't you feel the days go pass so fast? Or is it just me?

One last note, if you would like to guest blog then just drop me an email, would love to have more Kurdish girls here!

Until next time lots of love from
My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan,


 

Yoga and a lot more, in Erbil's Fig Club

Loyal Blog Readers,

Imagine in the middle of a hectic week of emails, appointments, work, cooking and running after the children (any mummies reading my blog?) you have an entire hour all for yourself. In a place with candles, flowers, and everyone you see greets you with a smile. A dream in Erbil? Well, no longer. Welcome to the Yoga class at The Fig Club.

Yoga classes in Erbil? Now that is exciting! 

A very sweet, Sophia, from the heart of UK, London, is the founder of the place, she also happens to run the ladies Yoga classes on Wednesday evenings. I speak to Sophia as I comfortably sit at the kitchen bench (did I mention this little place feels like a home), she begins preparing for the evening class while answering my never ending questions (sorry Sophia!).

 Her story on how she ended up in Erbil and what lead her to form this center  is a very interesting one which I will leave you to find out. Ask her when you visit, Promise? 

The big Fig can't be missed right opposite Senses Salon and Holland Bazar,
31 - Vital Village

Inside the big purple house The Fig Club already has more than 300 memberships within less than a month from the officially opening day (there is high demand on the classes, and like any great place you actually have to reserve your place). There are classes like Zumba, Aikido, Hip Hop, Oriental Dance, and Yoga for adults. As for children, it's a full schedule the entire week with arts, music, hip hop, ballet, piano, flute, martial arts, and guitar classes for the little ones and even teenagers. With a monthly membership at a very decent price children can now find something to do for their after school activities, other than the TV or mummy's iPhone.

Little Ballerinas
Photo: The Fig Club

There is also a playgroup for mothers and their youngsters every morning; and oh, so cute, baby yoga! Doesn't the thought of it make you want to have a baby right away? If I am not wrong this is probably the only place in Erbil that provides leisure activities for children and teenagers as well as adults. 

All ready to start Ladies' Yoga on Wednesday

A while back (umm, like two months ago) it seemed like a dream to have a place in Erbil to go do something and enjoy yourself in, instead of sitting at a coffee shop or a restaurant eating (and gossiping). I love how The Fig Club attracts people of all ages and backgrounds, for example during Wednesday's Yoga class I met Asian women, American, British, Kurds and others too. 

I love the decor and small touches, it makes The Fig Club special

The receptionist is wonderful and very helpful. People actually smile in this place. Definitely an evening well spent for the same price as a coffee or fast food sandwich. I came back home fresh, full of energy and above all, calm. Very calm. 

It's all about the little details in this big purple house in Erbil's
Vital Village 

Did I mention it's a purple wonder land?

For the lads out there (if you happen to have read till here) don't be upset, there are different options for you as well. For the comfort of everyone Sophia has kindly set different classes at different times for only women and mixed classes for those who don't mind. 

Photo: Asuda Rwandzi

Make sure you follow The Fig Club on Instagram, Facebook and Twitter they promise to be very quick in their replies, but don't blame them they are super busy Figs! 

You can always email the amazing and talented sophia@thefigclub.com or visit the website

Until next time I find something exciting and fun, sending you

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan,

Thank you to Asuda Rwandzi for joining me and taking the pictures

Tags: Yoga in Erbil, reactional activities Kurdistan, Things to do in Erbil, Hawler, 

#BuyAblanket this winter for those who have fled the warmth of their homes

Dear Loyal Blog Readers,

Here, I am sharing a message from my friends at RISE Foundation. Please read, reach out and help.

Buy a blanket campaign by RISE foundation

Winter is coming to Kurdistan, Iraq, where 1.2 million people have been displaced this year by the consequences of the war. A real war. Real people. One province of the Kurdistan Region of Iraq, Dohuk, hosts more than 820,000 displaced people.

 

A lot of good work is happening, but the response is being overwhelmed by the sheer number of people seeking help.

 

We are working very hard to provide blankets to those families who will suffer hardest from the cold. To this end, we are about to launch an online campaign. Every £7/$10 USD you give will provide a high quality blanket to a family in need.

Campaign to #BuyABlanket for IDP/ refugees

Rise Foundation has a small team of international staff, working alongside local volunteers and on-site coordinators. We favour a hands on, field based approach wherever possible, allowing us to respond quickly and appropriately to problems as they develop.

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How can you help?

 

1. We ask for you to help us share this on your social networks both Facebook and Twitter:

 

#winteriscoming, 1.2 million people need your help. For $10 @RiseFound can deliver a blanket to a displaced family in need #buyablanket

 

2. Donate on the Rise Foundation website

3. Tell your friends and family.

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Thanks to Tom at RISE

 

You can follow RISE foundation on the their Twitter, Facebook and website.
You can donate to #BuyAblanket by few mouse clicks right here

 

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan,

 

Sazan,

 

 

 

If you are running a campaign, trying to assist people or doing any project voluntarily don't hesitate to email me to feature you on the blog.

 

New book for November

Dear Loyal Blog Readers,
 

November is super exciting since we have the very first Poppy Loves book club gathering. This month's book is The Peculiar Life of a Lonely Postman by Denis Theriault. Through my lovely brother MM, Poppy sent over some copies of this book that we are sharing among us before meeting on November 26th.

The Peculiar Life of a Lonely postman by Denis Theriault

"BOOK DESCRIPTION‘A beautifully tragic and thought-provoking tale, The Peculiar Life of a Lonely Postman is a moving book by a talented new voice.

Secretly steaming open envelopes and reading the letters inside, Bilodo has found an escape from his lonely and routine life as a postman. When one day he comes across a mysterious letter containing only a single haiku, he finds himself avidly caught up in the relationship between a long-distance couple, who write to each other using only beautiful poetry. He feasts on their words, vicariously living a life for which he longs. But it will only be a matter of time before his world comes crashing down around him…’

Denis Thériault weaves a passionate and elegant tale, comic and tragic with a love story at its heart. Philosophical, rich in description and detail, it cannot fail to move.

Poppy Loves Book Club in Erbil, Kurdistan Region of Iraq

Poppy Loves Book Club sees women all around the world reading the same book at the same time.. and then coming together online to discuss it, no matter where they are."The idea you have created: women all around the world reading the same book at the same time is wonderful and empowering..." -Lee Rourke, author of Vulgar Things.

"Poppy's Book Club is a delight. A group of passionate and avid readers who love to talk about books. I can't think of a better way to spend an evening." -Elizabeth Fremantle, author of Queen's Gambit."

 

The above is all taken from Poppy Love's newsletter- you can sign up here to receive it in your inbox.

 

Visit the Poppy Loves book club here

If any of you lovely girls want to run another Poppy Loves book club in Kurdistan please drop me or Poppy an email, I can pass on Poppy's Books to you once we are done reading each one. Then, you, and a group can join the hundreds of others around the world all reading the same book at the same time.

 

Until next time...

 

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

 

Sazan, 

 

Hello November

Dearest Loyal Blog Reader,

WOW! November already? 

In part of the world, here in Kurdistan, October has been a month filled with  tears. Tears, because our men and women in uniform are fighting monsters (ISIS) to keep our land safe.. mothers said good bye to their children in the hope they will see them again, some come back safe and sound, and others return in coffins. The harsh reality that leaves a wound in all our hearts. Meanwhile thousands have fled their homes in Kobane, and still refugees and IDPs living under tents this winter.

Let's hope for a great November, 2014
Photo: Me, today

My visit to the refugee and IDP camps constantly remind me how blessed I am for everything and everyone in my life. I can only hope and pray for the best. 

This November I hope to:

1.  Get some sport in my life in addition to continuing the Yoga (blog post coming on that very soon. I promise. Baxwa!) I have started. 

2. Improve my photography techniques so I can treat you Loyal Blog Readers with some good quality pictures that are nice to look at it. 

I am also super doooper excited for our very first book club meeting on 26th of November. 

Then there is two special birthdays and my parents' wedding anniversary which is of course one of the most special days in the year. The union of two of the greatest people in my life, so I have a reason to celebrate! 

I hope I can spend my November nights by the window writing away, and I wouldn't mind few walks under the rain ;) 

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan

From Erbil to Notting Hill

Dear Loyal Blog Readers,

I love anything that allows young Kurdish woman to be part of activities and events. In particular reading; something very lousy in my part of the world (don't get me started on the bit where we don't even have proper book shops, you know the Waterstones type, nor a decent local library. Anyyyhow). 

This is where Poppy comes in, bringing her book club to Kurdistan, Erbil. 

Poppy Loves Book Club

Two nights back I was online in one of the book club gatherings in Notting Hill, it was a tiny bit past my bedtime (you know, time difference) but I loved listening and watching how they run their book clubs! And it was amazing meeting the lovely group. Lots of ideas for when we meet here.

Me, late night on Skype with the girls
Photo: SK 

Don't you just love how woman- young and older- come together once a month, some don't even know one another to exchange ideas and views on a book they have all read. There is a lot to benefit from this process. And as I learned lots of laughter too. So it's an enjoyable time and something to look forward to.

Lovely girls at Notting Hill
Photo: Poppy 

I love how we can come together despite our background, country we live in, religion we practice and just share ideas and views. 

Thanks Poppy for giving me the opportunity and sending over books for us to enjoy.

Now, I shall go and continue my Friday morning ritual. Cleaning. 

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan,

Children's dreams and women's hope exhibition

To my favourite Loyal Blog Readers,

 

Last year I attended the Children's Dreams exhibition and it was by far the best exhibition I had ever attended in my life, I loved every piece. The pieces of art were all created by street children. This year it is more exciting as the work of vulnerable women will also be showcased.

Children's Dreams and Women's Hope Exhibition
Rwanga Foundation, Kurdistan Region, Erbil

Bring your family, friends, have a look around and purchase pieces of art with grand meanings to put around your office, home or give as gifts.

This year the exhibition will once again take place in the Shanadar Gallery in Erbil. The organizer and project implementer is Rwanga Foundation, the exhibition will take place on 29 October to 1st of November between 10 am to 6 pm. You have four days to visit!

Just a quick thank you to my friend Bewar Rwandzi who helped organized the event last year.

Until the next blog post

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan,

My Sweet Pepper Land - come and watch

 

 

Hellooo Blog Readers,

 

If you're out and about in Erbil today then do visit the French Institute/ cultural house  (next to the French Consulate) and watch My Sweet Pepper Land.



My Sweet Pepper Land screening tonight

synopsis

"After the fall of Saddam Hussein, Baran, a Kurdish independence war hero, resolves to accept a position in a godforsaken village at the borders of Iran and Turkey, an illegal trafficking Eldorado .There he meets Govend, a beautiful young woman who has come to work as the teacher in the newly-opened school despite her twelve brothers' hostility to the idea."  - Film Distribution

 

The award winning film is directed by Hunar Saleem.

Life under a flooded tent - HELP!

 

Dearest Loyal Blog Reader, no matter where on this very small planet,

 

I visited the Baharka IDP camp yesterday for a possible future project and also to see the needs of the people. The situation was heart breaking, there were so many pregnant women, orphans, widowed young girls (one was 15 - keep an eye out for her story on Niqash this week).

The rain's affect on families living under tents - Kawrgosk Refugee Camp
Photo: @RudawEnglish



Camp life is harsh when it's summer, but even harsher in winter months. While many of us saw the early rain as a blessing, it was a curse for the families under these tents. Many woke up in the middle of the night flooded, children don't have boots or sox, mothers don't have the right winter clothing. Parents are selling their blankets to spend the money on other necessities.

 

Baharka IDP camp, yesterday
Photo: Rewan Kakl

 

Hence, I am asking for your help. The following items will be a miracle for some of these families:

 

Milk and diapers for babies

blankets

warm clothes - jackets and sweaters

boots for children in particular

sox

food items like flour, oil, sugar. Tomorrow's blog post will explain to you why.

Or donate money and we will purchase these needs

 

Baharka IDP camp yesterday
Photo: Rewan Kakl
 

Feel free to email, tweet, inbox me or make a comment below and we can find a way you can make a donation. Other than myself there are so many organizations and groups who you can also contact such as:

The Rwanga Foundation, they are doing phenomenal work, you can contact them and see how to donate

(just click on the links. Made it all nice and easy for you)

website: http://rwanga.org/

Facebook page: Rwanga Charity Org

Twitter: Rwanga Foundation

The Hashtag #HelpKurdistansDisplaced went viral on social media after the One Young World Summit in Dublin

Tent of a family in Kawrgosk Refugee Camp, housing refugees from Syria
Photo: @RudawEnglish

 

Dilvia for Charity are all volunteers trying to make a difference

Facebook: Dilvia

Giving Back for refugees and the displaced

Twitter: @GivingBackInfo

Facebook: Giving Back

 

After a heavy rain, Baharka IDP camp
Photo: Me!

There are plenty more ways you can help. Anything, no matter how small goes a very long way.

Thank you to your kind hearts

Lots of love

from My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan,

 

Photo Exhibition

Dear Loyal Reader (s) hellooooo,

Thinking of something to do?

There is a photo exhibition taking place at the French Cultural Center (next to the French Consulate) in Erbil today, 21 October 2014. Some amazing local talent are showing the world a story through their camera lens.

I am so glad places like the Consulate of France in Erbil give young people the opportunity to showcase their work.

Exhibition at the French Cultural Center/ Cultural House

If you're free, which you should be since it's after working hours then drop by and have a look!

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

Saza,

 

Cook with Razaw

We are back once again with the fabulous Razaw Diako and a new meal. Make sure you follow this phenomenal Kurdish girl both on her personal blog, and Razaw's very colourful, mouth watering Instagram page. Are you ready?

Guest Blogger: Razaw Diako

Easy pizza snacks - Recipe

Razaw Diako - introduce yourself to the world of Kurdish food

Pizza dough 

400 ml plain flour 

200 ml water (45 C)

15 g  dried yeast

1 tsp salt

1/2 tsp suger 

 2 tbs olive oil 

 

The tomato sauce 

2 tbs tomato paste 

1 fine chopped tomato

1  fine  chopped garlic 

1/2  fine chopped onion

1 tbs  dried basil 

1 tsp salt

1/2 tbs vinaigrette

1 tsp pepper 

A inch of chili 

1 tbs water

1 tbs oil 



Vegetables 

1/2 small aubergine (fine cut k)

1/2 onion (fine cut) 

1/2 paprika (cut in length) 

Little oil for frying 

Friday night Pizza Razaw's way

1. Mix the yeast with sugar and water. Let it stand for about 2-3 minutes.

2. Pour over the yeast water and olive oil into the flour . Work through the dough with your hands, kneed it well until it let goes of the bowl (basin) 

3. Cover it with a plastic or a warm cloth and let it stand for about 40 minutes

4. Meanwhile, get the filling ready. Heat the oil in a small saucepan and fry the garlic, onion and pour over the chopped tomato the tomato paste, and water. Season with salt and pepper. Bring it to boil, add the vinaigrette, chili flakes, basil. Let it simmer under a lid for ... say 5 minutes  

5. heat a pan and Fry the vegetables lightly in a little oil until they are a nice golden color. 

6.  Preheat the oven to 250 C 

Home made Pizza recipe by Razaw

7. Flatten the dough (square) on floury bread board. Cut the edges and in length about 12 pieces (1 mm thick).

8. Place them on a baking sheet and Brush them with the sauce . 

9. Add the vegetables on and sprinkle with the cheese

10. Bake in the oven for about 10-15 minutes

 Garnish with extra cheese, olive oil and little sea salt Serve it with some fresh green salad and enjoy :) 

Thank you Razaw, I always love love love receiving your emails, and I know what I am cooking this weekend! For more recipes in particular Kurdish food don't forget to drop by at razaw.com.

Until next time

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan,

Sazan,

All pictures by Razaw Diako

Out & About at Anes

Dearest,

There is nothing I love more than a little hidden away place that is a treasure of its own. A loved one took me here and thought I will like it. Let me introduce you to Enes, a restaurant that is now open on the 100 meter road (towards the Italian Village).

Anes Restaurant in Erbil

It is so rare to find something warm and cosy in this city, this was close.  If I am not wrong the chef is a Syrian Kurd and hence the flavours differ to what we usually find. I liked the simple décor. Small. But simple. The food was good, cost good and staff were friendly.

 

The menu

 

My order

If you pass by you might want to taste their shawerma. I guess it's one of the those places you visit once or twice to try out.

 

 



Until next time

love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

 

Saza,

 

Letters...

Dearest...

It's almost 1 am. My husband and I are both wide awake. In my part of the world it's not the best of days. Basically a silent war is taking place against my people. Blood shed, news of all sorts,  you reach a point where you don't want to know anything. your head will explode. If it hasn't already done so.

A pen and paper can change a lot. Believe me. More than bullets and guns.

These days I am concerned, upset and often I feel the pain of the world is on my shoulder. I feel helpless. But today something happened, I don't know how to put it into words, I don't know where to start from. I don't think I have the right words or my brain can function in a way where it can place the perfect words next to each other. I am blabbing right? Let me get to the point. 

After I completed the peer education training in one of the refugee camps a few of the girls kept calling and texting me. Sometimes in the worse timings, sometimes I'd feel they get upset when I don't reply. When I looked closely at their texts it seemed they were alone and loved that Sazan is there to listen or reply. The girls at the camp seemed to be depressed, feeling lonely and they each loved to write and express. So, I spoke to a few friends and my amazing cousins with a simple idea. Are you ready to know what happened? 

With me I had the most precious things to pass to previous people

 Two days later my Facebook and email was filled with beautiful words of encouragement, support, inspiration and it was all written with love. Letters. Letters written to the girls in the camp by my cousins and friends. I printed and sealed each in an envelope (except Ashna's which she had sealed herself and hand passed it to me) I delivered them today. 

words, nice words, can change everything

Four girls randomly in one of the refugee camps received their letters and in a matter of minutes they felt like their unknown friend was a lifetime best friend. From these girls I heard the most amazing words, a simple letter made them happy. Extremely happy. Their expressions, the way they read each word and how serious they took the words. 

I watched these girls giggle and tear slide down their faces. I saw these young girls whose future is frozen for the time being smile. They felt loved. They felt they're being heard. They felt someone cares. I don't know what else they felt (do you realize now what I mean by not being able to put the perfect words next to each other?) but that energy in the caravan, that atmosphere...was pure happiness. 

What worries me is these girls have been living under a tent with their family for over a year fleeing the violence in Syria. There are no schools for them at the moment, being 15-18 year olds means a possibility for them is to get married, have a child and... well, live life. I worry that they no longer believe in their dreams. But the letters... these letters seem to change a lot of things.

I think of the girls at the camp often,

They have become part of my life,

Letters, words... can plant a smile. Good night. 

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan,

Sazan...

Hardees came to Kurdistan



Dear Loyal Blog Readers,

 

I think I am becoming a foodie, a trait that I never had but seem to have picked up very well recently I'm having cravings for different foods and finally ordering something other than the plain brinch w shla (basically rice and stew).

Hardees - Erbil

 

If you're in Erbil, every now and then you drive past that very nice building and you hear rumours of what it will be. I had the same thought about the above building in Bakhtiary* for a very long time. Rumours were true. Hardees came to Erbil. And it was it is talk of the town!

I had never had Hardees before, so I didn't know what all the fuss was about. Being a Kurd you have that urge to go and see what all the fuss is about. The entire world was checking in on Facebook.

 Oh dear. I think my weight gain story will finally begin. I must admit the service in this place is unbelievable. The staff are the friendliest I have seen in any restaurant in Erbil and the food, aaaah the food. It's amazingggg. The type of amazing where as you eat you don't feel you're getting filled, but once nothing is left on your tray you feel bad for gobbling down so much.

When fast food came to Kurdistan

 The atmosphere reminds me of any typical fast food chain around the world, McDonalds type of design, a nice outdoor seating area outside and Pepsi refills too.

Pepsi with refills, I think Pizza Hut was first to introduce this scheme here?

I am against feeding our kids junk food and one of the main reasons we were still slim without having any sports routine in our daily life was because places like these never existed in Kurdistan. I still don't know what I think of it. Considering local people's salaries I also thought it was a little over priced as well, then again, most of the shops and restaurants now days in Erbil have sparkly prices.

Thank you. Come again.

Service. This place has exceptional service and staff that SMILE. Hopefully others will learn. Most of  employees I saw appeared foreigners and some refugees too. Maybe soon local Kurds can be taught and employed too. I hope.

So, if you're around in Erbil, feeling like a doze of junk food, Hardees is G. G. Goood. Oh and did you hear the recent rumours? The building next door is going to be Fridays. And so I am told.

Until next time

Lots of love from

My Nest in Kurdistan

Sazan,

*Hardees is located behind the Gulan tower, the big Abu Shahab intersect on the way to Ankawa on Gulan street. Opening hours 12 mid-day to 1 am.

Dear little boy

little Kurdish boy struggles to protect his two canary birds at Turkey border - MiddleEastEye

Dear little boy,

 

I wish they were all like you,

I wish they cared for one another as much as you care for your two birds,

I wish they had a soul as loving as yours,

I wish they had a mind as thoughtful as yours,

 

I wish I can build a huge cage for your canaries in the garden of your own home in Kobane,

I wish they can fly freely inside,

I wish you can come back everyday after school and see them,

feed them,

look after them,
 

I wish to see them fly freely, just as I wish to see you be free of pains

 

Little Boy, I wish everyone's heart was like yours,

filled with love, affection and care

 

I wish us humans loved one another as much as you love your animals,
I wish we treated one another the way your treat your pets,

 

Innocent little boy,

I wish you grow up in a time and place where humanity matters

where kids like yourself are well looked after,

 

I wish I knew till when you and your canaries will be homeless,

I wish I knew when you will both fly back to your home

 

I wish I saw your smile when you receive the first bottle of water

I wish I saw you as you empty it out for your canaries to drink,

then you will drink what's left...

I wish I could help you protect your canaries from the winter coldness
that is to come very soon,

 

If only we were all like you.

 

If only I can do something for you.

 

Please support and #SaveKobane from ISIS.

It's Jezhn!!

Helloooo Loyal Blog Readers,
Tomorrow is the first day of Jezhn (Eid), I decided for a guest blogger to tell you how the prepraration is done in my part of the world. One hint, if you're in Erbil for Jezhn (or Eid) then get ready to gain a few kilogramssss.

Guest Blogger: Huda Sarhang

Kulicha in the making in the Sarhang household in Erbil

In my house jazhn is no different to other houses in Kurdistan. My beloved mother loves to keep the tradition of making sweets and pastries that we call kulicha. Some might say why putting all this effort and wasting time with making them while you can get it all ready from bazar? The answer is perfectly simple, making kulicha brings the real spirit of Jazhn to our house. Mom loves to prepare everything for Jazhn with her own hands, what makes it special is that we (the kids) all gather to help. My younger sister and brother join us as well. We all have different tasks. I am usually responsible to sit close to the oven and watch the kulicha till it's cooked.

Pari wishes you all a happy eid, as she helps her mother make sweets (Kulicha)

Small confession, yesterday I burned some of the kulicha because I was checking my Facebook and I got punished by making another type of sweet since I wasted a lot. Anyway... eh, going back to the task list. My two little siblings are responsible for helping mom with small things she asks them to bring, sometime they prepare the nuts for making kulicha. While my other sister is responsible for putting the kulicha in two big trays. We usually make big amounts of kulicha. I still don't know why!! But we keep doing that. Every. Single. Year. Over and over again.

Kulicha in Kurdistan is a family fun activity before Jezhn (Eid) festivities 

For us, Jazhn can not pass without making kulicha and sweets,because it brings the amazing, cozy spirit of old Jazhn days we had when I was much younger. Since we have two little Angels (you know, the brother and sister) in my family,Jazhn spirit is still safe, we still get our jazhnana (money from the older to the kids in the fmaily) and we take my sister and brother to have some fun out with new clothes. Even me, I still get my jazhnana (errmmm, yeah, I am 22) It's one of my legal rights and I am not intending to give up on my jazhnana at all. Uncles and other family members each give us with the amount they desire. It has become a habit and a childhood favorite memory that our family hasn't let go of

Kulicha ready to be put into the oven

New clothes, kulicha and jazhnana are the most important three things that makes Jazhn a real Jazhn.

Happy Jazhn beautiful people

Thank you Huda for taking us into your home this Jezhn. Reading this made me smell the Kulicha and sweets at your house. Sadly, the spirit of Jezhn is not as it was before. But it was nice walking through the heart of Erbil yesterday, around the Qaysari bazaar, and sense a Jezhn atmosphere. I hope these traditions never fade.

Tomorrow morning, the house of Kurdish grandparents will be filled with children and grandchildren and little kids in their new clothes. Families then visit one another, try some of the sweets and if there are any problems among people it's an opportunity to ask for forgiveness.

I take this opportunity to wish you all a very happy Jezhn. I pray that Kurdistan can celebrate in a much better way next year. It's hard to celebrate considering so many of our greater families are in refugee camps, fleeing their homes or fighting against a brutal enemy. Meanwhile, I wait for Huda to visit me (fingers crossed she brings me some of these sweets she's been busy making for the past two days).


Lots of love from our
Nest in Kurdistan

Huda & Sazan


All photos by Huda Sarhang