No More Bengali Dreams

What would you feel if you were married with a kid and an old lady comes and asks you:

”How come your baby is beautiful when you and your husband aren't?”

A punch in the face would do. Good thing I wasn’t around.


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6abakh is leaving, his contract expired.

He told me:Flamingoliya, (enta lamma zawwaz, saaw telephone ana)
“Call me when you get married” and handed me his telephone number.

Meskeen, kasra kha6ra wayid *Gulp*

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Many times colleagues joke about clients who turn out to be my family members. I enjoy seeing the shock on their face when I tell them who they are ;)

My Day

I had a bad day. Nothing unusual really, I'm used to bad days. In the morning a colleague sat beside me and started talking and talking and talking. She gave me a head ache. I can't take too much talk first thing in the morning especially before having my coffee. I ignored her by occupying myself with the computer but that didn't work. I just felt like screaming.

Had a religious discussion with another colleague and decided not discuss religion with anyone ever!

The talkative colleague came again with another friend and started talking and talking and talking about marriage. I had another discussion about marriage that I decided not to interfere with ever again either. Topics like settling down for someone who she doesn't think is perfect for her, incase no one asked her for marriage later on. Another topic like her family mocking her fiancé for his level of education or his family's social status when in reality the mocking family isn't any better. Lots and lots of topics that raised my blood pressure.

In the afternoon, I got rejected from a kind of group which really shocked me and made me depressed. I had shopping to do, a shop called me twice insisting that I come see their new collection. But when I went there I found none. The salesperson told me: " Sorry maam, we have another Flam, I got mixed". It was no time for me to forgive so she became the victim of today's frustration. Then I went to the next shop that belonged to the same company, I had a receipt and wanted to buy something. I saw a bag and I swear that all the time I was looking at it the salesperson would not stop saying:" It's very nice, nice model" tens of times even when I changed bags! I wanted to scream but instead I left the shop without buying anything to let her regret forcing me to buy the bag. Yes forcing, I think this company teaches it's sales persons how to insist and pressurize customers instead of selling.

That's when Broke called me, and saved me from an absolute heart attack. At home, I found out that the shoes I bought which were so comfortable at the shop, were so tight at home. Don't ask me why. Thank God this shop refunds. I don't want anymore receipts.

I have a head ache and I need to sleep.

Oh and one more thing, my sister keeps mocking my writing in this blog. So I tell her that it's just a blog and I can write whatever I want and that if I wrote any better, I would be publishing. I just miss the days when I wrote freely without anyone judging me. She doesn't like my language.

My cousin recently discovered my ID and she hasn't been herself since. Wonder why, maybe she's in shock?

They don't think that I look like what I write.

Have you seen the big THING that Meedas sells? It's in the ads everywhere. It looks like a big huggable bean bag in colorful shades. I need one right now.

Foziya Drei3 Tidbits

1. Caller: "My girlfriend cheats on me with my friend. I asked her why? She said because he gives me what you cannot give me. Dr. Foziya, I love her I want to marry her".

Dr.: "She's materialistic. Love sometimes fools you".

2. Caller: "Marrah marrah big".

Dr.: "This program is censored and family friendly".

The Exorcism of Emily Rose

My review on the film: SCARY

EKHARRI3

Is it real?! A real story?!

I know it says it's real, BUT IS IT?

How am I going to bed tonight? :(

Blog Awards

بتحبو مين؟

حبيبتكو مين؟

Ok, so I restrained myself from making a campaign..

But now since the time has come..

BLOGGERS I PLEAD THEE

I am nominated for two awards..

Queen of the Blogosphere

and

Most Romantic Blog

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March 21

الى أبي وأمي مع التحية

أغراضي مبعثره
أرففي مغبرة
غرفتي نتنة كالمقبرة

ملابسي محذوفة
أريكتي مدفونة
أحذية رخيصة بالية
وأخرى غالية بعلبها محفوظه

أنام حتى الزوال
لعملي أنطلق كالفرسان
وفي الفريج أسابق الصبيان

أنا لست كما أردت
فمن المطبخ أنفر
ومن النار أرتعد
وبمفهوم ربة البيت أكفر

لست بطباخة ماهرة مثلك
ولست بفاتنة للرجال كما كنت

ليس الرجال كأبي يا أمي
بشرة جافة كجلد ثعبان
جسم ممتلىء كجسم نعمان
هذا مكان وذاك زمان

زمن الصدق والوفاء والعمل الجاد قد زال
أسرح وأعوم في البراري والوديان
ولا أجد مكان
سوى حضنك الدفيان
وظل أبي المشبع بالحنان

الاهى لاتحرمني من هذا الجمال
فوحدي أكون كالجبان
وقودي هو اهتمامكم
وعسى الله أن يقدرني على رعايتكم

Marriage is..

Marriage
Originally uploaded by flamingoliya.

(your comments please)

It doesn't make any sense

How could a man admire a woman for years and asks her for marriage when he's never spoken to her?

Dessert للمتزوجين فقط

I was shopping at the perfume store when this product caught my attention. It's a body spray that can be used for hair too. As we all know, regular perfumes cause white hair.

So as I was checking it out, the salesperson asked me: (to be read in Egyptian accent)

انتي متجوزه؟

انا: لا

She had a grin on her face with her eyes looking down. I waited for her to say something but she didn't. So I asked:

ليش يعني؟ اشعلاقة العطر بكوني متزوجه أو لا؟

All I had in mind was that the perfume could be seductive. But what makes it so special? I mean, aren't most perfumes supposed to be so? She paused, thinking of what to say, grinned again and said:

هو يعني اكس-سز-يوز-مي يعني

Her tone raised and said:

هو لل

I won't say it. You figure it out.

(I still can't figure out why she said it loudly since she was acting polite)

So I said:

صج؟ شلون؟ ما فيه كحول؟؟

هي: لا، دووئييه

(Taste it)

أنا: لا

هي: دوئيييه

She insisted

أنا: لا

هي: طب دوئيييييه

أنا: لا مابي

Pronounced firmly.

She showed me two different flavors. One was chocolate, and the other was vanilla and caramel. It's glittery too. I took the body/hair spray only and she kept convincing me to get the other (eatable) products like lotions.

No, thanks maam, I said. But that didn't matter. She wouldn't stop until I told her:

لما أتزوج، أييلكم

She grinned again.

I was wondering for long about the relationship between the spray and it's brand name desert. Is it for stinky people living in hot areas for example? It's made in the USA and it's not that hot there; till I realized that it's deSSert not DeSert.

When I Was One

my life had only just begun..

At The Dentist

My last 3 dentist visits, 3 different doctors..

1. I had an operation and the suction machine stopped working. The dentist left me sinking in my fluids till he fixed it.

2. The dentist had finished working with my teeth and I was feeling dizzy waiting for him to pamper me and let the chair automatically rise.
The chair stopped working and I had to get up by myself. I leaned forward to gargle, and there was no water. The water tap stopped working too!
My dentist was totally stunned, and blamed my fortune.

3. I was watching my dentist carving my temporary tooth. My tooth fell down and the dentist asked me to stop looking at him!

Gubbisa

People call me gubbisa. Why? Because when I go out, cars park behind my car although I always park in the right places. And when I’m at restaurants the waiter either brings me the wrong dish, or I find hair in my dish.


It’s always me!

Stupid Ringing Tune

Remember this lady? Wow, it's been a year.

Her current ringing tune is Right here waiting for Richard Marx. This song is one of my favorites and has a special place in my heart since it was the first english song I learned by heart during my first teenage years.

Anyway, NOW I started to hate it, and I don't want that! Whenever this tone plays AT WORK it means that her hubby is calling. Awwalan, khalisat el aghani for her to choose my fave?

Thaniyan, why would she use this particular song for her hubby? I mean she's not gonna "be right here waiting for" him!!!!

This is the kind of pathetic romance that I don't like :P

Maybe you'd say: entay shako feeha?

Well, ana akoo! She's my neighbor, we're not in good terms, and we don't speak, that's why.

Men In Disguise

I was out yesterday when I saw three girls who attracted my attention. I stared at them and found out that they were guys. Their clothes, makeup, walk, long hair, hair dye, hairdo, red jacket, fur, big breasts, handbags, everything in them was girly except of course their manly faces that can never be changed.
DAMN, they didn’t even have facial hair.

Dear Signature,

What do I do when I receive a letter that I have to reply to when It doesn't have a name; only a signature!!!!
It happens alot at work! and It's stupid. Imagine me calling him and asking: can you tell me your name please? or: Who are you?

Play

مسرحية كليله ودمنه لسليمان البسام في ميدان حولي اليوم

انا معجبه فيه وايد

تتوقعون يرضى اتصور معاه؟

7ayatee

الحياة ليس لها معنى بدون حبيب
حتى الأكل ليس له طعم بدون حبيب
الأيام تمر بسرعه
والعمر يضيع

ماذا أنجزت؟

شهادة مدفونه في دولابي
عمل بعيد عن تخصصي ، روتيني
وان أخطأت، لاموني

دوام يبدأ قبل طلوع الفجر
مفارقة فراشي والحرب مع ذاتي
استعجال، عدم تسخين السيارة
ازدحام، فوضى

تمر ساعات وكأنها أيام

مقعد اشتكى من ثقلي المتزايد
مكتب وفوضى
شوكولاته وحلوى
قهوة تركية
وصديقة هندية

كاسبر وطاووس
نعنع وكابوس
مجاعة أشعر بها، ومعدة أسحق بها
مكالمة هاتفية، مجاملة ودية
همس وغزل، ليس له من نصيبي محل

معجب فيني اعتقدته، صديقتي كانت هدفه
سوالف، حش، ضحك وغش
واحده تبكي زوجها، الأخرى عائمة بصوت خطيبها
ابني نجح، ابنتي بلغت
فستق (أخضر) وحب
بنك وترمس وبصل

بصل فواح يؤكل
وبصل بالديو يقتل

كمبيوتر جديد لها
ولابتوب خفيف له
طابعة سريعة وملونه

لأناس لا يعرفون حتى معنى الحرفنه
سفره ودوره

وغدوه بره

الدنيا تدور من حولي
وأنا متجمدة في مكاني
لا حول ولا قوة
تبلد في المشاعر
الشيب يغزو شعري
الفئران تأكل بقية نثاري
طاعون
وباء
جنون
وتمرد في الأعضاء

أفكر وأحتار

زمن يئدون البنت وهي صبية
أم زمن أضغط فيه على (انتر) وأحضى بالحب كهديه

الحب هدية موقوته

I Can See a Rainbow

Here's the rainbow ya Delicate. I know it's not that clear, that's why I didn't post it earlier. But guess what? This was my best shot!



Thank you Broke :)

Life Backwards

Life Backwards
Originally uploaded by flamingoliya.

What do you think?

Year 2006 Valentines Report

1. I'm single.
2. This picture (click click) resembles my mood in the morning.
3. I had a depressive talk with my friend who was pmsing about valentines and my mood radically changed to this:

4. I had to do something special. My friend wanted me to visit her, and I didn't want that on this day. So I decided to bond with my nephew.
5. I fed him mushroom soap for dinner (he's 2 and it was my first time, shame on me). I found out that he's a mushroom lover just like his aunt (me). I sacrificed the very few mushroom slices in the soap for him (I don't usually do that). I felt weak for his (abi masloom) request.

-HE POOPED.
6. We watched Tom & Jerry. He didn't let me watch Oprah (Opla), although he likes her show.
7. We spent sometime reading flip flop books. I made sure like always that he recognizes flamingos. Only this time I didn't find the flamingo's flip flop head. Bird flue maybe?

-HE POOPED.
8. We went to my room, sat on my bed, played old mcdonald's song and danced.
9. I chatted with Salty. He enjoyed the fish background and wanted to hold the fish so bad (I need a screen cleaner now). He liked MSN winks. Whenever I changed the window, he said (abi sautti abi sautti.. sautti hilwa).
10. He ate my raisins, and chocolates.
11. He almost ate my pink silly putty thinking it's strawberry :/

12. I stamped his hands.
13. HE FARTED. It smelt so bad that I thought he pooped.
14. We hugged and kissed.
15. I spent quality time for the first time and found out how a great kid he is.
16. The feeling was mutual, cos for the first time he didn't want to leave :)
17. This is my impression now:

On a side note. I don't believe in celebrating Valentines. Love must be celebrated everyday. But when I see the whole world celebrating it. When I see the lovely chocolates, red hearts, teddy bears, and all Valentines specials in the markets, it appeals to me. So in the end, it seems to be a celebration of goodies mostly enjoyed by merchants. I have to admit though that this celebration brought me close to my nephew.

oo Tisbi7oon 3ala 7ob, 3ala golat Dr. Fawziya Duree' :)

Waish Asawi?

شفتك وبطأت علشان ما أدعم وأنت يمي
يات وحده مستعيله وبالتترك عمت عيني
قلت أحقرها لأنها ما همتني
البنت إطلعت مستعيلة وظلت بالهرن ترقعني
ليما بقت تدعمني
يا ناس قولولي ويش أسوي
أتدوده وأدعم إذا شفته
وإلا أدودهم ويدعموني
تراها فشيله جدام المارين صوبي
سيارتي تسكربت بسبة واحد


بشوفته لمني

الجزء الأول

Love Kuwait?

Scared Expat?
Originally uploaded by I Love Q8.

Don't speed!

A public note: add such messages to your cars, much more useful than love notes, trademarks, football teams, and your nicknames or emails!!

What Would Muhammad Do?

What Would Muhammad Do? (click here to view source)
By IBRAHIM HOOPER
Published: Feb 7, 2006

We all, Muslims and people of other faiths, seem to be locked into a downward spiral of mutual mistrust and hostility based on self-perpetuating stereotypes.

As Muslims, we need to take a step back and ask ourselves, "What would the Prophet Muhammad do?"

Muslims are taught the tradition of the woman who would regularly throw trash on the prophet as he walked down a particular path. The prophet never responded in kind to the woman's abuse. Instead, when she one day failed to attack him, he went to her home to inquire about her condition.…

When he returned to Mecca after years of exile and personal attacks, he did not take revenge on the people of the city, but instead offered a general amnesty. … These are the examples that Muslims should follow as they express justifiable concern at the publication of the cartoons that were viewed as intentional attacks on the prophet.

This unfortunate episode can be used as a learning opportunity for people of all faiths who sincerely wish to know more about Islam and Muslims. It can also be viewed as a "teaching moment" for Muslims who want to exemplify the prophet's teachings through the example of their good character and dignified behavior in the face of provocation and abuse.

As the Quran states: "It may well be that God will bring about love (and friendship) between you and those with whom you are now at odds." (60:7)

My Inner Devil

Thank you Nunu

I don't do tags. But I found this one interesting cos I love drawing. I am tagging everyone reading this post.

Lurpack Cow

وصلني هذا التعقيب على بوستي السابق





صج ما فيكم خير يا عيالي

أنا الي رضعتكم وانتوا يهال
أنا الي رويت ظمأكم لما خلص حليب أمكم

تقاطعوني جذي؟





مالت عليكم





أنا وصديقاتي كلنا زعلانين منكم
ومتبرين منكم لي يوم الدين

يورز
المدللة سابقا
بقرة لورباك

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Only When They're Dead

لم لا نحتفي بالذي نحب إلا في آخر أيامه؟
لم لا نشعر بقيمة الشخص ونذكر محاسنه إلا عندما يأخذه الموت؟

Laish?

ليش كل ما شفته بالمواقف، أخوره بالسواقه؟ يا أدعم ، يا أركب الرصيف؟
ليش كل ما شفته بالشارع، ألاقي نفسي لاحقته؟
ليش لما أشوفه ماشي جدامي، ما أقدر أطل بوجهه؟
ليش مرته من جنبي، تحسسني أنه لمني
ليش لما أشوفه، مزاجي ينقلب وردي
ليش ريحة عطره تجنني وتخليني أنسى نفسي
ليش أذكر انه مره حبني، وأنسى أنه



مرات هدني

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حكايات موزه وخضره

خضره والتيس البربري

خضره: ما بك تبكين يا موزه؟

موزه: أبكي على حالي، اني أفتقد أبو جراح كثيرا

خضرة: ماذا؟ هل جننت؟ تبكين على رجل وعدك بالزواج ولم يفي بوعده؟ تبكين على رجل صبرت عليه وعلى علله وعقده سنين طوال؟

موزه: نعم سنين طوال، هذه هي المشكلة، كيف تتوقعين مني أن أنسى رجل كان جزء أساسي من حياتي، لقد أمضيت معه أيام أطول من أيامك مع زوجك، هذه عشرة عمر

خضرة: وكيف لك الحق بأن تقارني نفسك معي، لم يكن بينك وبينه شيء سوى حلم، أما أنا فلا، أنا لدي طفل، الا تفهمين؟

موزة: كم أنت حسودة، هل تحسدينني على كوني غير متزوجة؟ انت التي لم تصبري على زوجك، انت التي تركتيه، لم يكن هناك خداع، لم تصدمي بحلم لم يتحقق

خضرة: يا أيتها البلهاء، أنت مازلت بنت والأمل لديك مازال موجود مع واحد أفضل، أنا لدي طفل، ألا تفهمين؟

موزة: أنت جربت الزواج، جربت الحب الحقيقي ولو لم يدم، أنت لبست الفستان الأبيض، تم اختيارك من ضمن عشرات من الفتيات، أنت ذهبت لشهر العسل، زرتي بلدان الشرق الأقصى، أنت كنت بين يدي رجل وسيم أحبك، حملت منه، ولدت، رضعت و شعرت بمعنى الأمومة، أنت كما تعايرني زميلتي المطلقة،،،على الأقل جربت الزواج

خضرة تصرخ وتبكي حرقة: احمدي ربك على النعمة التي أنت فيها، قصتك تعتبر لا شيء بالنسبة لقصتي، لا شيء، وان كنت تتحدثين عن الذرية، فما هي فائدة ذرية من زوج أكرهه، من زوج اتمنى الانفصال عنه اليوم قبل غد، ولدي سيعيش من دون أب

موزة: هذا خطؤك، اصبري على زوجك، ما هو ذنب ابنك الذي سيعيش من دون أب، هل ستيتمينه ووالده على قيد الحياة، الكثير من الزيجات مستمرة من أجل الأبناء، أنا اعتقدت بأنني ليلى وحلمت بتيس هيأ لي بأنه قيس طيلة عشرة سنوات، أنت التي يجب عليها أن تصحو من حلمها القيسي وتتقبل تيسها الذي بين يديها، ليست مشكلة كبيرة ان كنت تكرهي رائحة زوجك، ألم تقل لك د. فوزية دريع بأن تحبيه فتتغير رائحته، ألم أشتري لك عطر الفيرمون لكي يوقظ أحاسيسك، كتاب مارس وفينوس المترجم مازال مستلقيا على منضدتك المغبرة، قلت لك ألفي مره بأن تقرئيه لكي تتعرفي على عقلية الرجال

خضرة: أنا التي تريدينها أن تتعلم عن عقلية الرجال أم أنت؟ ألم أعلمك بأن الرجل ان لم يقل لك بأنه يحبك فلن يقولها طوال عمره؟ صبرت واحتسبت اليوم الذي سيقول فيه بأنه يحبك الى أن اكتشفت بأنك كنت مجرد تيله، يرمي بها باصبعه يمينا وشمالا على مبتغاه، وفي النهاية، رماها بكل عنف حتى انكسرت، انظري الى معدتك المتفوخه وكأنها طمباخية

موزه: هذا سوشي، أنت تعلمين بأن العيش يتفخ بطني

خضره: ها ها، هذا من قولونك العصبي، اليوم عصبي، وغدا الله يستر، كل العلاقات التي بداياتها مرض، نهايتها
موت

موزه: أعوذ بالله، طول عمرك متشائمة

خضرة: على الأقل تشاؤمي ساعدني بتقبل مصيري المر، لم أنصدم مثلك بالحياة


وبعد بضعة أيام، اتصلت خضره بموزة قرابة نصف الليل تصيح وتشكي عيشتها المره مع زوجها، ولكن موزه سئمت من سماع قصصها المتكررة، تظاهرت بالسماع الى أن بدأت بالشخير، خضرة ظلت تنادي من الجانب الآخر من السماعة ولكن دون جدوى

وفي صباح اليوم التالي، تلقت موزه خبر وفاة خضرة، فلقد سمعها زوجها تشكوه على الهاتف، فانهال عليها بالضرب وهو قائل: ألم أقل لك بأن تكتمي سر ضربي لك عن أسرتك؟

وهكذا، علمت موزه بأن المعاناة التي عانت منها خضره و ظنتها سخيفة، كانت معاناة تهدد حياتها، لم تبلغ أهلها بمدى هول مشكلتها، خوفا على حياتها، كل ما طالبت به هو الحصول على الطلاق وحتى الخلع، ولكن لم تكن هناك أذن تسمع، وكيف لها أن تسمع ان كانت جاهلة بحقيقة الواقع

لم يسمع الأهل نداء ابنتهم، ولم تعترف الابنه بالضرب الذي تعرضت له، الاهانة والذل وخوفها على صحة أهلها من خبر سيء كهذا، بالاضافة الى الخوف من معرفة زوجها من نقلها الخبر، اسكتها

موزه الآن تربي ابن خضرة، عيناه الحزينه تذكراها بأختها دائما، موزه تحاول جاهدة اطفاء شخصيته العنيفة جراء فقده لوالدته، وتعيش على ذكرى يوم حب عاشته معتقدة بأن حبيبها كان (ومازال) يحبها

The Monkey (1)

I Hid My Ass

Thanks to Q\'s post (read through bloglines). I just realized that I was blocked from blogspot! shakoooo fastelco blocked blogspot!!! I thought my pc had a mal function all day. NOW I KNOW!

AND thanks to bomaryoum\'s post. I hid my ass and finally was able to post and see blogs again.

This reminds me of our fellow emaratis when flickr was banned from them. UUGGHHHHH

I AM MAD.

She Just Knew

Sister: "Can you believe that I teared today over Sheikh Jaber's death?"

We were all shocked by the early morning news the day Sheikh Jaber died except my sister. She was in the toilet when her mobile rang three times, a thing that caused her horror as it definitely meant bad news. So as soon as she left the toilet she yelled: "WHAT’S WRONG?" And when I told her that Sheikh Jaber died her response was: "ASHWA,Thank God!"

I thought that that was very insensitive but she explained that she thought that it was one of our ill family members.
We all watched TV, and read the news, but nothing, I MEAN NOTHING moved her. She was very pleased with the 3 day vacation we had.

So today, she confessed that she nearly cried over a TV program at AL Ray channel. She heard a young girl who lost her father during the Iraqi invasion of Kuwait. She was only 4 months old back then. So, she grew up without a father but Baba Jaber. She said that "He was a father to me. I never felt the need for anyone or anything; his words, his support, his tender fatherly look, and his continuous care". Sheikh Jaber was a father to all the children of martyrs and prisoners of war.

My sister was finally moved, and so was I. The thing is, we never feel the importance of people until we loose them. I feel a gap now, I cried when I heard the news, and I still tear whenever I hear or read about him. I never knew I'd feel this way; it’s a big loss to Kuwait.

Mr. Frog

How come no one told me that my frog is cute? OK, here's a repost (ghasbin 3alaikom timde7oona) ;p

“Mirror mirror on the wall” Flamingoliya said, “who’s the fairest of us all?”. “You, Flamingoliya” the mirror replied.

“Then why am I single, dear mirror?” Flamingoliya said. “Because your beauty shines, and according to Freud beauty that shines; to good men blinds”.

“Oh” Flamingoliya said. “What should I do dear mirror on the wall?”. “Take this frog, and raise it the way you want your dream man to be and then at a desperate night at a farm far away from sight hold the frog on your right, but not too tight. Give him a bite that is slight then a knight will appear and release your inner fright. He will cherish you forever and your future from then will always be bright”.

“Thank you dear mirror on the wall, from this night, the frog shall be raised according to my delight”.

Baba Jaber

ولدت ونشأت على أن الكويت هي ديرتي و جابر هو قائدنا

قبل 15 سنة صحوني الساعة 9 صباحا من النوم لاخباري بأن الكويت احتلت

قبل 11 ساعة وأنا أصارع نفسي في الفراش لكي أقوم للدوام وصلتني رسالة تقولي بأن شيخنا توفى والدوامات عطلت

الكويت رجعت بعد ستة أشهر

الدوام سيرجع بعد يومين

ولكن جابر لن يرجع

رحمة الله عليه

Hijab

Hijab
Originally uploaded by flamingoliya.

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BBS

My Second Graders
Originally uploaded by DennisSylvesterHurd.

Are you in this picture?

Fulla bil Bayader

اعلان هام

بعد نزول باربي الفله السوق بحلتها الجديدة قبل بضعة أيام، دهشت اليوم حين وجدتها قد انضمت لجمعية بيادر السلام، ما أدري منو قص عليها

والغريب في ذلك، هو اعلان تحسين شعرها، كنت طوال هذه المدة معتقدة بأنها قرعه، لا أعلم مالسبب، أليس اعلان تحسينه نوع من الاغراء للياي والرايح

لا أعلم كيف حسنوه، أو أي بلسم استخدمت، ولكن أكيد اذا عرفت، سوف أعلن عنه في البوست القادم في كوزمو

الذي يصادف فله، خل ينصحها بأنها في خطر، لا أريدها أن تصبح صوفية

Singles' Reunion

N and I were best friends since high school. We haven’t been talking much in the last few years. We only met at funerals. Today I was calling my other friend and N picked up the phone. I recognized her voice and realized that I dialed the wrong number. It’s been years since I last called her, especially at her home telephone number so the mistake wasn’t expected at all.

We both kept asking “who’s speaking?” although I was the one who called. A friend whom I haven’t called in years; I had to find a way not to make her realize that I dialed the wrong number.

We talked and talked. Each one of us told what she went through in brief. We’ve been to the same country in the summer; we both went through the exact same drama in love life. And we both and at the same timing came to a conclusion that living single isn’t that bad. We both feel obligation free. Our married friends even envy us for being single.

I had constant dreams of her. It usually happens to me with close friends who I love but am away from. So while I was listening to all the events that she went through, I was at the same time matching them with the dreams I had. It felt like deja vu.

I am so glad I dialed the wrong number and got a chance to talk to her. Old friends have their special place in my heart no matter how different we grow. We always have our memories that bind us. Through the years we were apart, she was always on my mind; I knew that she was just a phone call away when ever I needed. I felt so happy today and I regret not contacting her earlier.

P.S. I will reply to the comments on previous posts soon. Sorry for the delay.

Fashion News

Hey girls! Fulla has a new Abaya! :P

Here's a picture showing the old model for those who aren't up to date with fashion!

On this occasion, I would like to express my deepest admiration to mit7ajbat girls who seem to be the happiest this season being able to wear their knee high boots with short skirts.

You look silly!

I am sure that if it weren't for people's talk, they would've worn those sets in summer too.

Even those wearing their hijabs the way girls on MBC4 are wearing them, those are super models and there's no way your side tied hijab competes with theirs.

Oh and please, you can show off your rings or other jewelry, but there's no need for you to show us your ear lobe and your XXXL earrings.

Recently viewed alien sightings:

1. A lady fully dressed with a skirt, body, and jacket, AND niqab only without abaya.

2. Some ladies wearing a new abaya model with low waste cut!!! I didn't dare to take a shot for you, but will definitely do it if Fulla gets to wear one.

What's in Your Name?

My mother wanted to name me Basma (smile) when I was first born, but my dad didn't like the name. And since we live in a society where men are domineering, he won the game. He called me by a name of his choice.

Now, when I ask mom why she didn't fight for the name Basma, wanting to tease her for being dominated, she tells me that I used to be heavy blooded and rarely smiled. Thus, she does not regret not calling me Basma.

She thinks that the name Dam3a (tear) would've fit more.

My current name is a happy one too. People can't tell if I'm happy, because I hide my smile. Maybe if they had named me Basma I wouldn't have became so gloomy looking.

I do believe that names affect personality. Check out this link click click and find out what your name tells about you. And don't forget to tell me if what you read fits you or not. Let's study together our names and their effects.

Have a nice vacation, and please, always keep a Basma (smile) on your face. A Basma produces happy hormones, but don't do it overly because it increases wrinkles.

4 posts at a time, I'm suddenly inspired.

LOLing

Do you actually Laugh Out Loud every time you type LOL?

A friend asked me this question while chatting, and I had to come up with a logical explanation since I don’t LOL for real at all times.

Now..

He told me we will be always together
I told him "ask your mother"

He told me "I want to be your brother"
I told him "go ask another"

Now, he sees me
and I see him

Now,

our love is stronger than ever

Proving

He used to tell me that love doesn't exist
She used to tell me that there's no happy love

I used to insist that love exists
I used to dream of happy love, though I suffered

He proved me wrong
I proved her right

It's Winter Time

مبروك حلول فصل الشتاء

I just turned off my AC

For Flickraholics

or any one who's interested in photography. Don't miss out the photography exhibition click click

Cool & Romantic

This appartment catches my attention everytime I drive down the Gulf Road. There are always people in the balcony over looking the sea. Romantic Neons, don't you think?

This biker caught my attention. He was an old man wearing the full kuwaiti attire of dishdasha and qitra. I drove as fast as I could to take a shot, and this is what I came up with. Bummer, I wanted to read what was written on the back of his seat. They were 3 words, the last one was Za7ma!

What a cool old guy.

Khattaba in the toilet

I found this sticker on the toilet wall at marina cresent

a call card for a khattaba/match maker! khooosh mokan!

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I Met Me

I am an indecisive person. A thing that is difficult most when shopping. My friends and family hate going out with me because I always keep them waiting for long. Some times I even end up buying nothing because I just couldn’t decide. I know that this is too much but that’s me no matter how I try to change. If I make up my decision fast enough, I end up regretting it and go back for a refund or an exchange.

Today, I met me. I had a strange encounter with someone with the same case. She was checking out some walking/singing teddy bears at the toys corner. They looked fun and cute so I stood there watching. She asked me which one I thought fit best for a one year old baby boy. She needed advice and I was there to help. We shopped a little together and she showed me all the toys she liked. It’s true that I can’t make up my own decisions but when it comes to people, I can decide in no time and they always turn out to be the perfect decisions. My friends even get mad sometimes when they end up ruining their budget and I, the one who helped them choosing, end up buying nothing.

I left the lady and went on shopping. It was a large place and on my way back, I saw her at the exact same place! That’s when the bell rang. That is me. That is how people see me. I checked out the whole shopping place while she was still in the same area trying to make a decision. Oh my god I can’t be like this. This is pathetic.

So I walked by her side and asked her why she was still shopping there. This time she was looking for a girl’s gift. She was holding two very similar puzzle games and couldn’t decide on one. So I told her that I liked the third one on the shelf. She said that she liked it too, but maybe that’s how we as adults see it, and not a 6 year old girl. Also, the girl liked green and that was blue. The two puzzles she was holding were green, so she wasn’t left with too many options for her to stand there for long. I told her to choose one and to take the whole set of matching bag and note book. She loved the idea, although they were there infront of her all this time but couldn’t think about it. That’s the typical me. I felt sorry for her and for myself. It’s really tiring and shopping for others makes it worse. You have to think of their age, their likes and dislikes; a thing that seems difficult especially when we can’t decide on our own liking.

I tried to be of help as much as I could because I felt her frustration. How many times I wished my mom, sister, or friend were there for an opinion.

He Confessed

Me: Da3ait lee?

6abakh: Ee misa3 ana salli fog. Ana galb mal ana hibbak enta walla.
Hatha kanoon ehni lazim cham ya3ti 3ashan zawaj (mahar)?

Me: mako qanoon. Rajal wajed foloos ya3ti marah wajed foloos. Bas ako rajal eshwayya foloos, ya3ti marah eshwayya foloos.

6abakh: sij?! 3ayal mafi mushkil enta!

Ana fi bangladish lazim marah ya3ti rajjal. Etha marah abyath oo hilow, mafi mushkil, maya3ti rajjal foloos, aw ya3ti eshwayya.

Bas ako marah aswad, oo mo hilow, lazim ya3ti rajjal wajid foloos.

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A One Year Old Autobiography

This time last year

I was introduced to the blog world by my sister. I wanted to write anonymously, so I found refuge in writing poems. She was around, and I had to keep my posts vague. In a matter of days, I’ve become hooked. I was obsessed with blogger’s profiles. I couldn’t sleep without posting.


I started my memoirs of a single girl series. I wrote about work disappointments. I wrote about people’s pains. I wrote about children’s pains.

I shared my joy, I shared my pain. I joined forces with the wonderful Kuwaiti single girls. I was imaginative sometimes, but I was mostly real.

No matter how silly I sounded, you were there. You heard me gossip, you heard me wail. You un-huffed me.

I dated, and I got engaged. I was drawn by Ray, and I was caught by my sister.



I had a year full of surprises. I lost friends, I lost loves. Blogging was one of the things I gained. I met wonderful people and my life has changed. I feel no more different. I feel no more incomplete. I send my love to you all.




Fart Support Campaign Dedicated to A3sab

Wishful 6abakh

I gave 6abakh (a farrash at work) something. He mumbled something like "lasuirghxjuvleugncylsgdfysldnrgvlaibugylefixcbg" as he left. So I called him back and asked him about what he said. He said "ana gool Allah sawwi enta zawaj sor3a sor3a" and left giggling.

Lavender

Update! False Alarm!

I received the news earlier by a text message from a friend. But now another friend who's a frequent customer called to make an appointment and the secretary answered! So, lavender is still open!

She asked about what happened and the secretary said that she's been getting calls all day from people asking about the same thing.

So it appears to be just a rumor and apparently from people wanting to ruin their reputation.

Sorry girls, I should've made sure before posting, my apologies.




My earlier post:
Lavender for massage at Al Muhallab Complex (Hawalli) has been shut down. They had SPY CAMS.
Shocking news is that it's owned by a Doctor!

Memoirs of a Single Girl (5)

مذكرات عانس 5

إنسي أمر الزواج

أنا: الأولى تجوزت، والتانيه تجهزت، والتالته خطبوها، خطبوها تعززت
هذه الأغنية تتماشى مع الخبرالسعيد الذي قلتيه، مبروك خطبة أختك

هي: الله يبارك فيك

قالتها وهي منخفضة الرأس، وعلى وجهها نظرة حزينة
استغربت من مزاجها، لم تلك النظرة الحزينة، صحيح أنها غير متزوجه حتى الآن، ولكن هذا لا يمنع من أن تكون سعيدة لأختها الصغرى
راودتني كعادتي شكوك في نفسي إن كنت قد أسأت لها بكلمة ما، ولكني كنت شديدة الحرص على عدم قول الفأل لك لعلمي بأنها قد ملت سماعها سنين طوال من الناس حولها وخصوصا في الأعراس أو حين تلقي خبر خطبة

أنا: ما بك يا صاحبتي، ألست سعيدة بخطبة أختك

هي: بالطبع نعم، ولكن

أنا: ولكن ماذا

هي: أبي

أنا: عسى ما شر

هي: أبي بارك لأختي التي خطبت، وتمنى الفأل لأختي الأخرى آخر العنقود، أما أنا، فلا

أنا: لماذا

نطقتها بكل استغراب ثم بدأت أحاسب نفسي لعدم تمني الفأل لها

هي: بالضبط، أنا إستغربت أكثر منك، فسألته مباشرة وماذا عني أنا، أليس لي حق في تمنيك

هنا لمحت دمعة في عينيها، تحاول جاهدة أن تخفيها بتوجيه نظرها للفوق تارة، ومن ثم للأرض لتكمل سرد قصتها

قال لي: أنت، أنت عديمة الفائدة

هنا لم أستطع كبح جماح نفسي فقاطعتها قائلة

أنا: ماذا، مع كل إحترامي لوالدك، ولكن،،، ولكن لم هذا القول

هي: هو يراني كبرت وقد طافني القطار، أما أختي فهي صغيرة، ولديها كل الميزات التي تؤهلها للزواج المبكر، ومن المؤكد أن تكون هي التالية، مما يجعلها مغترة بنفسها حتي علي، تخيلي، أنا أختها الكبرى
وأنهى أبي كلامه قائلا: إنسي أمر الزواج أو حتى الحلم به

لقد حزنت كثيرا لصاحبتي وخصوصا بأنها لا تقل جمالا عن أختها، ولكن نفسها الخجولة، الطيبه والمسالمة هي التي جعلت أخواتها تتفوقن عليها
وهكذا حطم الأب كل ذرة أمل كانت تمتلكها، هي ليست ناقصة، ولكن القدر لعب دوره أيضا في تلقيها خطاب ليسوا من أصلهم ولا فصلهم

أنا أستغرب من سماح الأب بأن تظل إبنته عانس على أن يزوجها بشخص ليس من قبيلتهم، وإن كان هذا الأمر لابد منه، فهل مصيرها العيش وحيدة تتلقى الإهانات من كل جانب، حتى من أقرب الناس لها، سندها وعضدها، أبيها


اللعنه على كل قانون إخترعه بني أدم لكي يفرق بينهم


تمنيت بأن أقول لها أهربي مع من تريدين ولكن
كيف أقول لها ذلك وهي أصلا متربية على دين إخترعه قومها، قانونه ينص على وجوب إجتياز الخطيب إختبار معايير الأصل والفصل مع السماح بغض البصر عن بعض أوصافه أو خلقه


هي تعاني، نعم، ولكنها متشبعة بنهج عشيرتها


وفي النهاية، اسمحوا لي بأن أتحفكم بمعلومة صغيرة تناقض فحوى القصة


أم صاحبتي لا تنتمي لا لعشيرتهم، ولا لدمهم، لا لأصلهم، ولا حتى لبلدهم

أم صاحبتي تأتي من بلد بعيد، شعبه يتحدث بلغة غير مفهومة، ويعبد إلها غير إلهنا

ولكنها ما شاء الله تعرف قوانين شعبنا أكثر مني ومنكم، وتحفظ منهج عشيرة زوجها على أكمل وجه وتطبقه بالكمال والتمام

عاش شعب يحلل لنفسه ما يحرم لغيره

آه عليك يا صاحبتي

مذكرات عانس 4

I'm No Giant

I went to Munira Complex (opposite to Marks&Spencer) where they have a shop called (My Size). I heard that they have XL shoes. So I went to check it out for the first time. And guess what sizes they have? Not just XL! But XXXL!

Most shops have 41 as their biggest size and very few ones have 42. But this one OMG they start with 43 till 46! Imagine! Yes it is true and I am not kidding!

I stood there startled and started my usual nosey questions like “do you have customers who buy these sizes?” so the information I got from the salesperson is the following:

They get many customers especially as the salesperson described them “men who are like females. They like wearing women’s shoes and they can’t find them anywhere else”.

I immediately remembered the actor Abdul Nasser Darweesh who usually performs as a female and always wondered where he got his shoes from. So she said yes, we get actors too.

The shop has been open for four years.

There was a pair of golden high heels that Oprah Winfrey wears, she said.

Their shoes are made in USA, china, and Indonesia. The pricing ranges between 20 and KD45 which is rather expensive compared to their quality.

Just before I left, I took their card “in case of an emergency” and walked out feeling so petite. It was the first time I’ve ever been to a shoe store where all shoes are bigger than my size.

Oh yes, it feels goooooood.

Life Lessons

"I will meet you yesterday"
"I saw you tomorrow"

You see what’s wrong with these sentences?

I made fun of someone and now I am infected!

The lesson leared: Never, never laugh or make fun of anybody!

**************

On behalf of myself and my species, I am sorry to have caused you THE HORROR

First it was the Oil Spill
Then it was Mad Cow
Now it’s Bird Flu
I wonder what’s next
I hope NOT CHOCOLATE

Yours, Na77ama

Loan

Can you believe that someone took a loan to make girge3an for her kids?

CAN YOU?

I can't, but it's true :/

R U KABAYAN?

Weird things happening these days..

I got an SMS from an anonymous number saying: (I'm typing it the same way I received it)

SMS:Hi, how r u?
Me: who’s this?
SMS:Im Shayne, U remember me?
Me: Shayne who?
SMS: Shayne lopez. R u mr William Briton? The frend of bel? If nt then may I knw u? If u dnt mind.
Me: I only know jenifer lopez ;) so I guess it’s a wrong number dear.
SMS: Hahaha! Im sori, maybe now u got 2 lopez’s Shayne & jennfr. Can we be frends dear?

I didn’t reply..

SMS: What nationality r u? R u my KABAYAN?

Is this a new way of meeting people?

Go away, leave me alone

I was in the midst of my morning tight sleep after spending the whole night catching up with blogs and replying to old comments. I woke up at around 10 and switched on my mobile. My mobile beeped; it was a voice message from my boss. OMG mo rathya etkhaleeni at`hanna eb ejazty. She wanted me to call her for an extremely important issue. Do I feel important or what?

Timaqqa6t in bed trying to ignore her, but I couldn’t do it. Shasawi, 3indi thameer. I know she dared to call because she knows I’m single and probably mitsharqida in bed doing nothing. Yeah, she’s one of those who envy me for not having any responsibilities. Many times she wanted to give me Homework but I decline. She assumes that people like me don’t need vacation or don’t need rest at home.

And so I called, back to my thameer 7ay. I did it because I couldn’t fall asleep again. She greeted me with “embarak 3alailch el shahar”. Imagine! And so I replied with the same. And then she interrupted and changed it to “3eedich embarak, taqabbal Allah 6a3tich”. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one sleeping.

She asked me about something so silly and accused me of some work she thought I did wrong. Only to get a call from her after 3 hours telling me I was right.

And so, my morning plans were messed up and didn’t achieve anything.

Sadia Party

Following Sadia cat diaries...

Sadia cat had a slumber party the next day. She turned out to be a mean cat just like what Salted-caramel said. I was sad that she didn’t invite me over and couldn’t sleep that night thinking what was wrong with me. So I started my yahoo search and found this quiz ; I turned out to be a Persian cat (no wonder my hair falls out).

I am now looking for new friends, are there any Persian cats out there?

My Eid kiss

I was never kissed by a man; other than my close relatives of course. But today, the 3rd day of Eid was special. I got almost kissed by a handsome guy.

I was at some co-op checking out Immac wax strips; when a handsome guy around 20 of age came to me smiling and greeting me with “salamu alaikom”. A guy I’ve never seen in my entire life. He extended his hand for a hand shake while I stood there frozen like a chicken. He leaned forward and wanted to kiss. I froze even more. I was gob smacked. All I was thinking was who he is. Do I know him? Is it polite to hold back the hand shake and the kiss? Should I kiss him back? I didn’t utter a word. I didn’t even ask who he is. I did not move. The only answer I got was this must be the hidden camera show. You know after this Ramadan series of “Sadooh” expect the unexpected, expect sexual harassment. Except this time the actor is young, clean, and handsome.

When the guy saw no response, he leaned back, pushed his cart wheel and went away repeating “salamu alaikom”. I stayed frozen there without a single move watching him as he left and looking around for superman to rescue me from the fright I was in or for the candid camera to show up. A woman came my way telling her daughters “poor man, he’s sick; maskeen mo sa7i”. That’s when my head bulb lit. I walked slow trying to feel at ease again then spotted a man with a cart wheel coming my way again. I wasn’t 100% sure if it was him or not but I felt like I couldn’t stay there anymore. So I ran out of the co-op and bought nothing.

The idea that the guy might be sick didn’t cross my mind because they usually don’t look young and neat. So I only thought that he might be acting this way to get a kiss from me.

Whatever his case was, it’s hard to judge and difficult to control the reaction in such situations. Thank God it was at clear day light at a co-op and not some dark out of sight area.



On another note, how come when I was at the SAS hotel entrance the man in the car in front of me got just a car security check plus my family in the other two cars? While when it was my turn, a Kuwaiti security man came out of his cabinet and asked for my civil ID card? Do I look suspicious or what?

Sadia Home Delivery

Eat me purrr. I'm delicious.



Really delicious.

Full of pride, and I taste better than chicken.

The Monkey

حكايات موزه وخضره

أم موزه تنظر الى ابنتها وتقول

الأم،، والله بشرتك حلوه

موزه تبتسم، تختفي عينيها، تظهر قمازاتها، ويحمر وجهها وتقهقه وتقول

موزه،، يمه، صج

الأم تنظر بكل اعجاب وتقول

الأم،، والله وجهك نضر، بشرتك حلوه، خدودك ورديه، اسنانك تتلامع

موزه تلف وجهها يمينا ويسارا من الخجل لا تدري كيف تعبر عن فرحتها، فتدس وجهها بين ركبتي والدتها، تمسح عليهما وتقهقه وهي في قمة سعادتها وتسأل مره أخرى

موزه،، يمه، صج، صج

الأم هنا تؤكد كلامها

موزه تحاول شرح الموضوع لتقنع نفسها بأنها حلوه أو لربما تبرر مصدر هذه الحلاة

موزه،، نعم، هذا من نور الايمان، هذا من الأكل الذي يورد خدي، هذا من الكبة والتشريبه


هنا تتدخل خضره أخت موزه وتقول

خضره،، هذا كله من كريم البشرة الجديد الذي تستخدمينه

هنا موزه بدأت تفكر، وكأن تعليق أختها الذي بدا اما واقعي أو ينم عن غيره، أيا كان الأمر، موزه حادثت نفسها تحاول معرفة الحقيقة، تحادث نفسها وتقول بصمت

موزه،، هل أنا حقا حلوه، أم أن القرد بعين أمه غزال

مقوله كانت دائما ترددها لها خضره سنين طوال

I Want a Poet

أريده شاعرا

أريد زوجا شاعرا
شكل نزار قباني يعجبني وهو يكتب شعره
وهو يتغنى به
وهو يتغزل به

ولكن

ماذا لو افتضح نفسه
ماذا لو اكتشفت خيانته
أو ظهر نوعا من البغض

هل سأصدق كلامه بأن نصف الشعر خيال
أم سأصدق حدسي ويدق ناقوس الخطر

أظنني لست بأفضل من زوجة نزار قباني
أظنها صبرت كثيرا

أنا والصبر أعداء
لا
لا أريد شاعرا

The count down had begun

The more I grow up, the more I learn about men, the less I want to stick with a man for the rest of my life through marriage.
Now I understand what men mean by wanting to marry a young woman in her late teens. Now I know what they mean by wanting to mold her. Oh yes now I know. Because I don’t think I can get molded now.



I surprise myself with late night inspirations. I know that if I hadn’t written all of the above instantly, I wouldn’t have made it at a later time.

High heels and I

I confess that I have powers or in Kuwaiti terms, bad eyes. I for starters don’t like high heels especially the very thin and very high ones. I think they look cheap and I hate the sound of them. The last high heels I bought had that sound which I hated so I stuck a piece of rubber underneath to prevent the sound.
So to cut the story short, I noticed that whenever I lay my eyes on high heels, the woman trips. Believe me it is not intentional. I swear that it is not. She either trips or her shoes fall. It reached a point that one of my victims had a humpty dumpty great fall. She couldn’t move her feet. She was taken by the ambulance and stayed 2 or 3 weeks at home. She sprained her knees.

I thought that my problem was only with high heels. But, last time I went to the co-op two couples were walking in front of me heading for their car. I was pissed at the man who was totally dependent on his wife. She was pushing the cart wheel full of groceries with her baby seated on the baby seat too. So what happened? Suddenly things started falling from the cart wheel and the husband started colleting cucumbers and the rest of the vegetables which were placed at the bottom of the cart wheel.

I tried to test my powers if they work intentionally like for people who deserve it or people I don’t like but it didn’t work. It all works unconsciously.

Car Crash

Every now and then, I find out that my car has been crashed. When or where? How or by whom? I don’t know. I just fixed my broken light shield a few weeks ago, only to find today that the other is broken too.
I’ve been getting such crashes since I bought my car. I don’t know whether there’s something wrong with my car for getting such sudden crashes, and therefore buy a new one or if this is common in Kuwait.

Two weeks ago I decided to buy a new car, only to get hit the next morning. Was it a sign for me to insist on buying one or the opposite?

The Street Cat

Three days ago I saw a cat lying on the left side of the highway. It appeared to be dead and the reason of death was definitely a car crash. I thought of dialing the emergency number 777 but I wasn’t sure if they’d help as they never helped me. The next day I saw her in the same place but her body was half way squeezed. Yesterday, I saw her bones. And today, I saw her hair only.

She’s been lying there for four days and who knows, I might see her even tomorrow.

When I was driving back home today, thinking of this event I almost crashed a cat but turned away at the last minute. Was it the heaven's vengeance or the dead cat’s curse?

The maid and the doctor

I took our maid today to the doctor. Both her hands were inflamed because of the use of soap. When the doctor saw her, he gasped and said bluntly “What happened to you? What have you done to yourself?!” I didn’t like the way he uttered those words. It sounded like an accusation. Of course she doesn’t understand Arabic so I explained to him in defense!

I despised the doctor for the way he treated her. He ruined the picture I had in mind last time I checked with him when he was surprised at my age. He thought I was twelve years younger and that I entered with another’s civil ID! It was the best compliment I got this year.

Doctors here don’t treat domestic manpower well. For this reason a friend of mine took her maid to a private hospital just to get a proper treatment; a thing that didn’t work there either. To the contrary, they were surprised at how come she was paying for her treatment while she can get it for free. In the end, my friend herself found out what her maid suffered from by guessing because the maid had the same symptoms my friend had one day. And guess what? It turned out to be a serious disease that caused sever pain.

This ill treatment reached the extent that once our maid fell unconscious and when the paramedics arrived they did nothing and told us that she must be pretending. They wouldn’t even touch her or carry her until they finally realized that she was really unconscious! What they did was to use one of our perfumes and when it didn’t work they carried her to hospital with the help of our other maid! Yeah, two men couldn’t carry her alone although she wasn’t fat.

Ligga7

1. New vocab:
Sayyid Shamshoon = Bart Simpson

2. Our maid thinks ligga7 water is wine.

3. A Kuwaiti actress reminds me a lot of Khathooga. Guess who she is?

4. Su7oor tip:
Drink KDD chocolate milk before dawn.

Ramadan Update

1. I’ve become a TV addict.
2. I’m in love with Nizar Qabbani.

أشوه يعرض اخر الليل، لتهدء نفسي وأعصابي بعد التعرض للتلوث الضوضائي والبصري من مشاهدة ممثلات الخليج

This is my impression of Khaleeji actress’

Hisham makes me laugh by the end of the day too after watching too much Khaleeji drama.


عمري ما تحليت على اللهجة السعودية الا بعد سماع هشام

لا أستطيع تقبل تركي كأمير القلوب بعد فشله في برنامج الوادي، شخصيتان متناقضتان تماما

4. I cooked! (had to compete with MsBaker, Equalizer and Ray) Puff pastry filled with mint and cheddar cheese. It was easy but spreading the dough gave me a back ache right after having a massage session (wrong timing).


5. Made a change in my dream man quality list:
Shifted (a good masseur) from (blessing category) in to (essentials).

6. I couldn’t stop giggling when I said hello to a colleague. It was a confusing situation as I didn’t know what to say. She told us that she had a (la7miyya) operation while her sick leave paper said cosmetic nose job.

7. I get a headache when I fast. I miss my morning coffee.

Singing ….(It’s a heart ache)


It’s a headache
Nothing but a headache
Hits you when you’re fasting
Hits you in ramadaaan aaaaan

I miss my coffee
Oh my coffee
Bring me my big mug
Bring me my caffeeeeeine, intake!



8. I gained one kilo.

9. Didn’t start shopping for Eid outfit.

10. Michael Jackson once said:
"I’m Peter Pan at heart"
That’s how I feel now since my b-day is approaching.

11. I can hardly open my eyes and drive in the morning jam.

12. I still haven’t had a vacation this year. I’m waiting for winter. Maybe by then I’d have a ride with The Don.

13. Ok now I can go to bed.

Ramadan

Ramadan ,The month of fasting
Originally uploaded by s3ood.

I wish there was divorce between friends like there is between married people. People change through out the years. Childhood friends though share history, can greatly grow apart mentally and emotionally.

A Soul mate can suffocate
Love turns to hate
A Best friend can turn to
Just a friend


I need a lawyer.


Mubarak 3alaikom el shahar. This is a chance for blogaholics to cut down on their blog addiction. Make use of this holy month. Read Quran, pray more, go to the mosque, ask for forgiveness.

I myself was planning to blog less, but here I am posting since day one! I couldn’t keep my mouth shut.