Rianna Shaikh's Blog, page 10
May 6, 2022
May private publication #20
My dearest,
My timing is forever off. Since I was quite unwell in April I had very little time. But time is ever of it’s essence non?
Well my next book, my 20th private publication for may.
Of course behold another quote book, but forget the words, she’s living her best macaron life, non?
I must bid you adieu, I swear I have been up so early for two days in a row that I swear I cannot deal!!
But motherhood is a real place. My dear husband, please be home already. Your children are keeping me so busy that I want to go on the deep end off the pool Et dive off 
Hallo. It’s a swim thing. When my kids were swimming professionally I took them to practice one day Et I swear never again. The Dive board was all the way to the sky.
Hallo, they are children. But everyone says, I’m so over bearing as a mother. But what do you think I am a mother for?
To leave them Et go fly privately around the world?
Good talk.yours,Rianna Kate Shaikh
May 1, 2022
Eid wishes
My friends,Today marks a very important day to many Muslims around the world. Eid Mubarak dear friends. I have learnt from my husband the many aspects of Islam.
I know at least 35-45 percent of my followings are from Dubai, India, Africa, Pakistan Et Tibet.
We all celebrate many different Holidays. Here at the Shaikh’s I do like to keep the culture of my husband vividly alive. Minus the good Pakistani cooking.
My foods are normally baked, raw or steamed 
So you bet, I don’t know what the heckins to cook today. Obviously I shall never be like his dear mother, whom made the best ethic foods possible. I would remember like today she’d have her biryani Et pakoras Et samosas. Et she were always an absolute beauty. My mother in law is of African Et Pakistani decent with blue eyes, like the deep blue seas. Very cultured. Motherly in such a way, I think it teaches us, that motherhood, is our most important roles as women.
So you better know, when my husband bought me home, we easily learnt that differences can be made into a proper garden if done right. Or if done wrong, a life of great hardships. But let’s not get too personal. What i shall say is that Becoming Rianna Kate Shaikh, is like a trot up Mount Everest.
So with that, I shall try to make a very good cup of chai. Et I should have my baker bake banana oat bread. For chai. Incase you don’t know what that is, it’s a good cup of tea with crème and sugar. Alrighty apparently I am not a chef, but hey we can’t be perfect, non?
This lovely portrait i give to my husband, to remind him…. I need more hats from France 
And also that I am tryin to be the best wife in this world. Though I bet you, I am more like his Sargent. Go on yelp.
ps. Do you see all my portraits has been turned into comics. I have an artist fan from Denmark 
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pss. Thank God they made this Indian song in this manner, that’s just about all the culture your writer shall have. For now.
April 30, 2022
My dearest Kate, new book.
My dear readers,
As this book sat patiently on my desk for weeks, I fear I had lost all enthusiasm for books. I was quietly unwell. Obviously I am not good with anything if not well.
I suppose so is the world. But I do live as organically as one can. Hence with all my #painmeds, I was not as balanced as I can imagine.
So this here is my 18th or 19 th private publication, I have lost count!
This over the years happens to be a book on all the questions any or all my readers had sent it. Be it my web page or my Instagram or dms. I know you are aware, most of the time my comments are off, that’s why on my web pages a lot of question or letters get sent to my #Letterstomoi.
I do listen Et I appreciate all bits of it. For though I am not as public as most writers, I am most glad my readers are like me, differently composed.
Well lots to do. I wish you all a beautiful Saturday.
April 28, 2022
The art of nothingness
Complicated seriousness, my heart felt emotions Et I. I want to do absolutely nothing. I literally stare at my desk Et close the French doors to my French aristocratic writing rooms. Yes, rooms. I imagine being my husband is very difficult- I am a very expensive wife. I must admit.If I were a man, I’d leave me
that’s me being tiredly honest. Hence, the good to it, I am a bloddy good wife. And the best mother I can be. So yah, I deserve all the good the world can give. Well let’s not mother Theresa me, because when you anger me, that’s another side of the crowm you won’t like. It’s 2 am. I am actually packing my books and stacking up my formal living room, Oui my piano room, I intend to live here all summer. Opening the vast French doors Et legitimately rolling into the pool then having myself a masseuse, hallo you won’t recognize me this summer, I am fully retired to everyone seeking me in the literary world. I am officially aware that I may be a bit young still to retire but I have to tell you, motherhood is a real place Et a full time job, my husband is a full time job too. Hence, i had to take an early retirement y’all But I did 4 books in five months, you have no idea what that does to you. Last year I printed 12 books.
god that was very difficult. That’s why I plan on not being out Et abouts this summer- I am going to the countryside, hiding from civility. Gosh, imagine that. But lucky for us, the husband has built me a house of home. First time in my life, after owning so many houses. I am blessed, indeed.I would always say, your deeds my darlings are so important to who you become Et where you end up. Never loose sight of the good, the very good in the world that god hath made.
Well goodnight darlings, I just drank a cup of chamomile tea, and I swear I’ll end up fallen of my velvet settee, if I continue to write.
J’adore you,
April 22, 2022
Ene, from Denmark
My dearest,
Had to interrupt my daily rest for this beautiful humans work. Oh gee, I Have officially made it when someone from Denmark wrote to moi. But my face is so beautiful in comic non?
Luckily for you all, I’m human. Et very flawed, my beauty is questionable as is my writing 
Forever,
Rianna Kate Shaikh
April 18, 2022
Unwell writings
My dearest,
Snuck into my writing room which I have banned myself from. As I have been tiredly unwell Et on bedrest. I had to share this, because I know the grief of dearest Emeline B, well I cannot deal with such profound pain, at this moment.
My physical ailments are enough 
I hope to write soon. I shall share my next book which is sitting in my foyers table as soon as pegs Return.
I’ll have her update.
Merci for your messages, emails, notes. I do j’adore you all so.
A back seat is what I must take, till I recover.
April 13, 2022
Your idea of a successful life is- part one.
My darlings,Much questions. I confess I write after midnight
It’s insomniac really which I think any serious writer must understand, your journey as one is sort of like days lingering into solitude Et then a sudden outpouring of an unrelated storm. On repeat.Then you go through days where you have missed daylight entirely Et then you are in night. You are Either everly exhausted or full of zeal. It’s pure madness, but the kinds that I Am adjusting too.
Surely my days are nights Et nights, my day. So I listen to classical music till 1am, avec my partner in absolute quiet, Roo.
well congratulations to moi, we are soon to be on book 4 in 4 months, god willing. A task but one in where I have fully accepted my work to be an enormous balance of my time. And endless sleep. I told my husband I am fully retired
Yah to all of you taken by my resume of private publications, I do wish you a lot of luck reaching me. Because if I hired a publicist tomorrow, it’s over. Luckily I am not in the mood. I have become a great citizen of obedience Et the virtuous patience. Hence, I got so many messages.I shan’t be ungrateful for your time- ever.So the question most asked:“What is my idea of a successful life?” My first 10 Et hence, for me, there are many steps in being successful.1. A prayfull life, to me God is everything. Nothing in this world shall be before him.
2. Giving up on all the things that you know isn’t good for you- hence, I have locked everyone off, well hey no one says I was perfect
3. being firm in your humility- I am trying- I am at times but then someone has to mess it up, and I scream F you.
I apologize for the F, it’s fudge
4. Live kindly- I tried this. Sometimes I fail.
5. Whatever you do, do it from your heart- success! Except people take so full advantage of my kindness. Hence, I attach a name to a character Et put in a book. So Merci.6. Be a great mother- success! Actually I am a tough one, unfortunately I believe in austerity when raising children. They are loved, just stay in a straight line!7. Work very hard Et thorough at what you are called too- I’m in private publication #19 in 16 months. I am over working this one. 8. Don’t hate those that hurt you-okay got me here- FAILED. Big time.9. Do charity – I do. But sometimes I feel like I can put all the homeless in my home, I would. But I can’t. Obviously.10. Forgive people.
Absolute failure in this. Because when you hurt me, you are sooooo done.
Sorry, you wanted the truth.
Most important- don’t wish for what you don’t have. Think about this, as a lot of you are wishing for something that’s not good for you.
I silently wish for contentment…Oui not in my vocabulary.Part 2, soon Oui.Au revoir darlings,
Rianna Kate Shaikh
Your idea of success is?
It’s insomniac really which I think any serious writer must understand, your journey as one is sort of like days lingering into solitude Et then a sudden outpouring of an unrelated storm. On repeat.Then you go through days where you have missed daylight entirely Et then you are in night. You are Either everly exhausted or full of zeal. It’s pure madness, but the kinds that I Am adjusting too.
Surely my days are nights Et nights, my day. So I listen to classical music till 1am, avec my partner in absolute quiet, Roo.
well congratulations to moi, we are soon to be on book 4 in 4 months, god willing. A task but one in where I have fully accepted my work to be an enormous balance of my time. And endless sleep. I told my husband I am fully retired
Yah to all of you taken by my resume of private publications, I do wish you a lot of luck reaching me. Because if I hired a publicist tomorrow, it’s over. Luckily I am not in the mood. I have become a great citizen of obedience Et the virtuous patience. Hence, I got so many messages.I shan’t be ungrateful for your time- ever.So the question most asked:“What is my idea of success?” My first 10. I am not perfect.1. A prayfull life, to me God is everything. Nothing in this world shall be before him.
2. Giving up on all the things that you know isn’t good for you- hence, I have locked everyone off, well hey no one says I was perfect
3. being firm in your humility- I am trying- I am at times but then someone has to mess it up, and I scream F you.
I apologize for the F, it’s fudge
4. Live kindly- I tried this. Sometimes I fail.
5. Whatever you do, do it from your heart- success! Except people take so full advantage of my kindness. Hence, I attach a name to a character Et put in a book. So Merci.6. Be a great mother- success! Actually I am a tough one, unfortunately I believe in austerity when raising children. They are loved, just stay in a straight line!7. Work very hard Et thorough at what you are called too- I’m in private publication #19 in 16 months. I am over working this one. 8. Don’t hate those that hurt you-okay got me here- FAILED. Big time.9. Do charity – I do. But sometimes I feel like I can put all the homeless in my home, I would. But I can’t. Obviously.10. Forgive people.
Absolute failure in this. Because when you hurt me, you are sooooo done.
Sorry, you wanted the truth.
Most important- don’t wish for what you don’t have. Think about this, as a lot of you are wishing for something that’s not good for you. I silently wish for contentment…Oui not in my vocabulary. Au revoir darlings,
Rianna Kate Shaikh
April 11, 2022
You ought to know(an unwell thinking post )!
Oui I am unwell. I swear to you, getting older is a fU meet up. I think when I got to 40, I was a legit mess because I was greeted by a different perspective. Luckily I meet women in their late twenties Et thirties Et I smile, because they have no idea the many humanly Èmotions that wait to utterly ruin them.
I Beg to not differ.
But then I look at these idiotic humans living their best life with their status Et Botox with lips so full I wonder what bee stung them
but dearest world, they are bloddy happier than you Et I and Hemming ever was.Imagine that. But as a woman Et a mother Et a wife Et now a writer I fear that sir Hemming was right, the more smarter you become the more realistic your view in life is.It’s rather sad. Well I have to tell you this, when I lived in the brookvilles, I had all kinds of dinners I must adhere to Et I met so many people, had so many dinners Et tea times that right now my husband couldn’t dare get me to sit in a fancy restaurant Et eat whatever the heck humans do.I rather eat porridge
…from Jean Georges to this.A big climb non?Any ways, I had dinner once at prime with a very capable, successful Et charming couple. I never forgot it. They had risen to exceptional success in their young lives. Kind too they were. She was rather a beauty. The limbs of a model, but the smile of a true woman in love. I write this because I actually see their story unfold, Et it is the portrait of life.
He, today is very ill. He has cancer. She is expecting their second child. God, if you are reading this Et you too are on top of the world, literally because your success makes you feel that great, look around you. Understand the nature of life, love, kindness Et deeds. When I was young I had zero relations with my birth mother, in fact she was never there, my father was the greatest man in private aviation. Et the sad part?
Failed me. Both.
They wonder why I am a mother first. I care not to steal the crown off Jane g’s head. Or Jk Rowlings. I am in my 40’s and I am so grateful to say this, but I have lived it all Et had it all and now all I want to do is write my purpose, hold God to my very aching heart and stay in my line.
Like I always did. Most of my life at least.
Well at least I am of colour
And don’t be so uppity, that you forget that you are but once a man Et twice a child.
Et mostly, don’t forget my darlings, don’t forget that it’s not your wealth Et staggering looks that too shall soon fade avec Your elaborate status quo, remember
it all fades. Only kindness Et your heart full of deeds that remain.
See, there is a lot ofgood and things remarkable
you can mirror from a poor man.
He lives simplistically Et finds
joie in life
without all the jazzy theatrics of
acquirements.
Thought you ought to hear this, because every time I pass by the country club, I want to get out of my Porshe Et walk barefeet on their greens. Et they look at you like , “oh my gosh this is my game.”
I yelp.They behave sooo privilege only to hold a golf stick Et hit a ball.
Give me a break you polo wearing freaks
Bonsoir darlings,Rianna Kate Shaikh Ps. Et non I can’t play golf , my husband has to protect me from everything
Pss. Unfortunately I don’t look like this everyday. If I did ain’t nobody getting fed or cared for. Hallo!!
My not so humble look
You ought to know
Oui I am unwell. I swear to you, getting older is a fU meet up. I think when I got to 40, I was a legit mess because I was greeted by a different perspective. Luckily I meet women in their late twenties Et thirties Et I smile, because they have no idea the many humanly Èmotions that wait to utterly ruin them.
I Beg to not differ.
But then I look at these idiotic humans living their best life with their status Et Botox with lips so full I wonder what bee stung them
but dearest world, they are bloddy happier than you Et I and Hemming ever was.Imagine that. But as a woman Et a mother Et a wife Et now a writer I fear that sir Hemming was right, the more smarter you become the more realistic your view in life is.It’s rather sad. Well I have to tell you this, when I lived in the brookvilles, I had all kinds of dinners I must adhere to Et I met so many people, had so many dinners Et tea times that right now my husband couldn’t dare get me to sit in a fancy restaurant Et eat whatever the heck humans do.I rather eat porridge
…from Jean Georges to this.A big climb non?Any ways, I had dinner once at prime with a very capable, successful Et charming couple. I never forgot it. They had risen to exceptional success in their young lives. Kind too they were. She was rather a beauty. The limbs of a model, but the smile of a true woman in love. I write this because I actually see their story unfold, Et it is the portrait of life.
He, today is very ill. He has cancer. She is expecting their second child. God, if you are reading this Et you too are on top of the world, literally because your success makes you feel that great, look around you. Understand the nature of life, love, kindness Et deeds. When I was young I had zero relations with my birth mother, in fact she was never there, my father was the greatest man in private aviation. Et the sad part?
Failed me. Both.
They wonder why I am a mother first. I care not to steal the crown off Jane g’s head. Or Jk Rowlings. I am in my 40’s and I am so grateful to say this, but I have lived it all Et had it all and now all I want to do is write my purpose, hold God to my very aching heart and stay in my line.
Like I always did. Most of my life at least.
Well at least I am of colour
And don’t be so great that you forget that you are but once a man Et twice a child.
Et don’t forget my darlings, don’t forget that it’s not your wealth Et looks that shall soon fade, Et the elaborate status quo that shall make you.See, there is a lot of
good and things remarkable
you can mirror from a poor man.
Thought you ought to hear this, because every time I pass by the country club, I want to get out of my Porshe Et walk barefeet on their greens. Et they look at you like , “oh my gosh this is my game.”
They are sooo privileged to hold a golf stick Et hit a ball. Give me a break you polo wearing freaks
Pss. Unfortunately I don’t look like this everyday. If I did ain’t nobody getting fed or cared for. Hallo!!
My not so humble look
