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Ok there are a lot of things that are pissing me off so here goes… THE NURSES They are so bad! I mean I always ask myself the question of whether they actually care about the patients!! I mean you work in the neurology division in the hospital! with patients who sometimes scream into the night! why why why why would u barge into their rooms at night . screaming at each other in your own

فؤادى هاج ودى اسمع..............................شى من الشعر نادر


يحركنى يزلزلنى.....................................يلبينى يقول حاضر


قالوا لى تعال ارجع.................................انت تضحك وتتنادر


وين تحصل بهل الوقت..............................شاعر يكتب لشاعر



سجال زهيرى


يحوى بعض الطرافه واللطافه

والقشمره




تلفونك................. اذا ما تبى............................ ترد على............. سكره



علامك........................منت الاول............... ولا حاشتك................ سكره


يا زينك قبل.................................... حالى ..................عسل..........سكره

شلى غيرك....................... سم الله عليك...................................... بارقيك


ما تنام الليل...................... ساهر................................. هقوتى... ارق ياك


ولا زعلان........................ ومضيع بين تفاحك.............................. ورقيك



روح اطلب................ بين نارين.................. وحسابك على............... سكره




فجاء الرد اللطيف الظريف من الاخ العزيز براك




barrak said...
لا ياحبيبي مو انا اللي لتلفوني اصكه


من غير معافر اومخازز او هواش وصكه


هذا ديناري لك صكيتلك يالغالي صكه


تبيه والا ماتبيه يكفيني عارفك


ياحلو اللي حولك وياحلو معارفك


عاش من قرى كلامك وعاش من شافك


وتدري ياخوي نثية المصك مصكه



فرديت

الله يبعدناوالسامعين عن المصكه


لا تصير بروسنا..الفلعه والصكه



تاليها....اكييد البلوج اصكه

اكون فاقد.... بالمستشفى طايح


الويه وارم..... والضرس طايح

من سالفت..... طا اااى اح


وباب يجيب ريح يا خوك صكه





كتبت هذه الزهيريه




يا مفرج الكرب............................صبرى وصل........حده


سيف الغدر منهم.....................مسلول على..................حده


جتنى مصايبهم....................وحده ورى.....................وحده


مسكين منهو .........على قلبه الهم...............................راسى


احبابه اهجروا...............كلن على درب......................راسى


احساسى تعاسه................تارس الهوجاس..................راسى



مرات دهرى ............يحدنى ومرات انا........................احده





فرد بو صالح الله يرده بالسلامه



bo_sale7 said...
خلك ياخوي صابر واترك الهم وحده


مو كل من قال انا طلع يعرف وحده


مايفيدالفيل والسكرة قطعة وحده

خلك دووم صنديد وصير للخير راسي

اترك عنك النوم وقولة عورني راسي


الدلع يبتدي بقولتها يا تاج راسي


دلع نفسك وامشي بينهم وحده وحده



فسفط راعى الفيل فيله وارتجز يقول


sologa-bologa said...
ألف مشكور يا بوحمود مهو بس وحده


طبيك وفنك ما ينكره واحد ولاوحده


واللي اهجرك هِجْره وتركه ابروحه وحده


يا بوصالح لك مني ألف تحية من راس راسي


بوحمود كفّى وفّى وكلامه بالراس راسي


إنْ كان هو مهموم جود عنده رس راسي


بوحمود وبوصالح راسين وتعيش روحهم وحده






فظهر براك على الساحه

وقال فى مستهل حديثه


barrak said...
اهداء مني لك

زهيرية المحك
باطلبك تحط حبنا عالـــــمحـك


مو بس اطلبك إلا استســـمحك


ابي بالغلط اشوفك ابلــــــمحـك


عزه قلب مات بغيابــــك عـــزّه


حامله جروح حامــــلـك معــزّة


كان خابر مثل مايعزك تـــعـــزّه


ماقول غير بس الله يســامــــحك


اخوك براك



بو حمود said...
مقبوله الهديه

يسلم راعيها


هالايام الحب حظوظ امسح وحك


خلك كثير الصبر.. ناسج وحاك


الشعر ادوا وعله..ووحيه ووحاك


وحق اللى الفه تسبق ل لامه


شوفتك عزيزه شوف الطفل لامه


ومن رد التحيه لام الله الذى لامه

جيتك عز وفرح اقبل وحياك




وجائنى هذا الاهداء
من العزيز براك



barrak said...
تعبت ياناس وياه تعبت أبي أوصله


ضاع الطريج وتهت وضاعت البوصله


تبرى وقال ماله عندي اي صله


تناساني وراح عني وقاطعني


مادرى بجروح صداته قطع تقطعني


حرام بوعده الجاذب لطع لاطعني


ومخلي هموم قلبي دوم متواصله

اهداء



فرددت

بو حمود said...
صاحبك ياالبرك هجره لا تلقيه حضره


لوهو اصيل ومحب ما نصب لك بحظره


وقلبك صوب غيره افضل وجهه وحضره


مثله كثير على كل المشارب ورد



من قل اصله فى وعوده تراجع ورد


انشد الزين روح الحدايق وشم ورد



وفلان لاترد عليه رقمه كنسله و حضره



اهدائك مقبول

وهذه هديه



عاشر الناس باحسان........................وخلى للوالدين................. برك


يا ربى يا رب الاكوان...................رزاق فى بحرك...................وبرك


ناشدك كل هم يصيب انسان...................يطخ... يفنى.................ويبرك


بو صالح...ودافى...................كلن.............غالي..................بقدره


لا تشيلون الهموم...................قاضى...............امر الله.............وقدره


اشفيكم وراكم ما تكتبون...............وكلن ..............عنده...............القدره


والتحيه لراعى الفيل وفلان.....................وعزيز قلبى ..................البرك

تحياتى



فرد العزيز براك

مسموح يابوحمود وعزيز بخيرك وشرّك


قبل الميانه ياخوي نحبك ونقدرك



هل ياعذب الكلام وخل القلوب حدرك



انا اللي مثلك قبل احترمه اقدره



نعرف قيمة الكلام اوزانه وقدره



اسمي يابوحمود بهالبوست حط خطين حدره



قبل اسمي اكتب اخوي الصغير المتبرك




وللسجال بقيه وشجون

فى بوست اخر

تحياتى
بوحمود

has there ever come a time where your feeling really down, but you dont know why?
you wake up everyday with that stinging pain in your throat, trying to understand the fucked up situation ur in...but u can't. it may seem like I've written something of this sort before in my blog, but its a totally different case this time, see i know where the problem is, but i dont know what it is, and finding out wat the problem is may cause more pain then whats already being inflicted...find out what it is and life will go on you say, easier said than done...the first time it happend, i waited 4 months to get the answer....I went into depression mode....stuffed my face, gained 10 kilos, which now im trying to lose...and now its starts all over again, I wish I can find out what the problem is right this second, but i guess im going to have to wait...maybe another 4 months....

It has been exactly 2 years since i last wrote in this blog. I just wanted to state that.

فؤادى هاج ودى اسمع..............................شى من الشعر نادر


يحركنى يزلزلنى.......................................يلبينى يقول حاضر



قالوا لى تعال ارجع...................................انت تضحك وتتنادر



وين تحصل بهل الوقت.................................شاعر يكتب لشاعر




فتذكرت زهيرية الضويحى رحمة الله عليه وهو يقول




له معـدنٍ كالذهـب زلات مـا ظـن لـه

يا زيـن مستقبلـه ويازيـن مـاضـنٍ لـه

واضح وضـوح العَلـَم لـو تِهْـتْ ماضِلّـه

كريم نفـس وبطـل وقـت الفعـل ماضـي

يأبى المهانـة جـزوع بحاضـر وماضـي

فعـل الرجـال افعلـه و بخطتـه ماضـي

أبصم بعشـري وغيـر العشـر ماضٍ لـه


فعلا لقد ابدع الرجل


وكذلك ابدع فهد بورسلى حينما قال





يا صـاح عد الرفاقـا بالحكـي عدهـم

وتعرف ربع الرخـا مالك قـدر عدهـم

ربـع الفراغـات عنـد النايبـه عدهـم

الطيـب محفـوظ عنـد رفاقتـه وهلـه

ترجى اهل كيف حـالك مرحبـا وهلـه

خالف هواهـم وقلبـك بالصبـر وهلـه

لو كنت ظميـان لا قـادر على عدهـم




وكذلك رائعة عبد اللطيف السلطان




الـروح كـالسـايبـه والعقــل راعيـها

راعـي بصيـره بعيـن الحــق راعيـها

يـا ظـالـم النفـس بالانصـاف راعيـها

لا تهيـن المـدركـه وتقـول هـذا قـدر

رابـي بعـز ولا لي علـى المذلـه قـدر

عندك دنـاءة نفـس وتريـد عـز وقـدر

نفـس الـدنيـه تطـيّـح قـدر راعيـها




يقول حمود البدر لا فض فاه



ما اغفر انا خطاك وحبك بالضمير انـزاح

من حيـث حـب بقلبـي بـرا وانـزاح

نسيت ذاك الطـرب واللعـب والامـزاح

من بين الاحبـاب ليـه تحكـي علي بـد

انكرتنـي ليـش شـافعلـت أنا من بـد

الضرس لى من رقـل من شلعتـه لابـد


انظر إلى الغيم لى هب الشمـال انـزاح



ونختم بالذهب

ومقطوعة المبدع عبد الله الفرج


أراك يـا زيـن بالفرقـا علـي أخطيـت

ابعـدت لامـاك عنـي بالنبـا أخطيـت

مثلك يسامح زلتي لى من عليك أخطيـت

مفتـون في حبكـم من يـوم أنا خطـي

إن بعتنـي بالهجـر لاشريـك بالخطـي

كل ما هبشت القلـم باكتب لكـم خطـي

سالن دموعـي وامحـن كل ما خطيـت




الصراحه شى يثلج الصدر قراءة هذه الابداعات

حكم جماليات لفظيه

مزج للحياة اليوميه بالكتابة لنعيش تلك الحقبه والموقف

الذى يحس به الشاعر

تاريخ موثق بالصور المكتوبه

تحياتى
بوحمود

Wecome to Marina Mall a complete no smoking mall . If you forget and light up you will be asked by this gentle security guard in dishdasha and you are forced to put of the ciggi . But what amazed me is i was puffing smoke in a blaze of glory and a...

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Another Russian is poisoned.... radiation is found in 12 sites linked to the poisoning of Litvinenko... it's World AIDS day...and it's a beautiful grey out...====Signora says that today's protests are a threat to democracy and Sama7a says, on Al-Manar, that Nasrallah wants nothing but democracy and an end to sectarianism...and in related flights of fancy, apparently ahl il-kahf could sleep for

These videos are awsome, enjoy...

Round 1

Round 2

Two roads diverged in a
yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;



Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that, the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,



And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.



I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

Never ever follow a path
just coz other ppl always follow it ! .. dont just follow it coz others see it
better or "easier" .. to be unique and special u have to take the path that is
less takin by other ppl ! if they say its hard .. u cant .. bla bla .. GO FOR
IT!

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Hold fast to dreams

For if dreams die

Life is a broken-winged bird

That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams

For when dreams go

Life is a barren field

Frozen with snow.

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Because my mouth

Is wide with laughter

And my throat

Is deep with song,

You do not think

I suffer after

I have held my pain

So long?



Because my mouth

Is wide with laughter,

You do not hear

My inner cry?

Because my feet

Are gay with dancing,

You do not know

I die?

Salam,

Here are 2 funny posters of Banat ew Shabab Amman.

Peace

ok time for a new post i missed you all like crazy, well not crazy but i missed some of u like crazy...like my bitch who shall remain nameless hehehhehe mommy is much better il 7imdila i battle anxiety and stuff but then she smiles at me or kisses me or hugs me and i feel like a trillion dollars! (i hate hal expression but it seemed to fit) i havent been to work since last tuesday and man do

u remember my last post about the gallery,,,,,, well,,, today's post is the second part :)

the opening was at 10 am ..... deans , prof, photographers from ( bait lothan) have been there ...

was so crowded ,, yet organized ...

that day ( 26\nov\2006) was one of the greatest ,,, happiest and full of surprieses day.....

i got and heard 3 unbelieveable news:

1) the faculty asked me to take pictures of ( old kuwait , like old buildings, al-boom, museums...) so they can make copies of them and put them in all faculties :)

2) i have been chosen to be among the group who will travel to FRANCE ( PARIS).. to show their photos ..yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

3) because of my talent ( photography), and since i havenot taken any classes in photography .. Bait Lothan , by Mr. Baha2 aldeen,, offered me a half-price course in photography,,,,


it has been 3 days ,, and i still cannot believe what happened,,, they shocked me ( in a good way) ,,,, but because Kuwait tv... and AL-rai tv were there... i controlled my self,,, and as soon as they turned off the cameras i jumped ,, screamed , hugged my friends,,,,


what a feeling ;p


just wanted to share u my happiness ...... wish u all the best :*

** i would like to thank ANTIHERO for passing by,,, and saying hi ,,,,,thanx hun,,,, was so happy to see u there :)

I had bit of an epiphany tonight while I was performing my evening prayers. I was thinking about how I wake up everyday and, through the day, complete the five requisite prayers of my religion. I do this routinely, systematically, unfailingly.. every single day. And tonight, when I finished my prayer, I flashed on other things that make up who I am. And it occurred to me...

I am, basically, a good girl. I've had a few wild moments here and there, but certainly nothing to write home about. I live a pretty predictable life with predictable friends; I go through predictable situations with little-to-no surprises or detours.

How do these two ideas relate to each other? They are both entirely driven by faith.

My prayers are motivated by a desire to please God. I do the prayers, not knowing if it's enough or what will eventually happen as a result of those prayers. It is faith that drives it. My faith that God will reward my diligent prayers with a pass into heaven.

My lifestyle is also driven by faith. I don't do all the things I wish I could do or fall into all the things that tempt me because of faith. Faith that if I'm a good person who makes minimal mistakes in life, then God, not to mention society, will reward that by eventually giving me the things I want...

Do you think that I'm being naive or that I'm just making excuses 'cos I'm scared....?

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Now Playing: Interstate Love Song By: The Stone Temple Pilots

-Layla

"the (Arab) oil states today face tremendous challenges, as oil revenues start to decline. Few expected that the decline would come so soon. Everybody knew it would come, but it was expected later rather than sooner.

Under their new conditions, the Arab states must either complete their transformation into secular polities with basic democratic regimes and productive systems or increasingly rely on police and repression. The latter course may maintain power in the same hands for some time, but will contribute little towards solving the basic problem, which is to give increased strength to productive activity and rely on its progress to increase state revenue from domestic sources.

Efficient production, capable of sustaining the economy and competing on world markets, is in many cases possible. But it required certain basic steps which governments have been understandably reluctant to take. The public must be convinced that it has to pay for the state, not rely on it. Public revenues must be devoted to productive uses, not to subsidizing private consumption or paying for costly weapons systems or prestigious schemes. Reforms of public management must be undertaken, and coherent policy decisions made on crucial policy variables such as subsidies, interest and exchange rates.

These are difficult decisions. However, the experience of other developing countries shows that societies often support governments making painful decisions when these are proposed by credible leaders under emergency conditions. the emergency is already there, although society is not always informed of it and in many cases is cushioned from it in all possible ways. One hopes the Arab states will find credible leaders."

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The above passage was excerpted verbatim from a book published more than twenty years ago:

The Rentier State (Nation, State and Integration in the Arab World, Vol 2) (Hardcover)
by Hazem Beblawi, Giacomo Luciani (Editor)

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worth a look and some thought over a cup of turkish coffee...

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wish me good luck!
souhaitez-moi la bonne chance!

Dysfunction annoys me. I’m not saying that everything in life has to be in perfect little boxes, I’m just asking for some semblance of order. Job hunting in Kuwait is dysfunctional. People saying they’ll call you in a week actually will go on vacation and not answer your calls. You’ll schedule a meeting and people will be late. It’s just a way of life.

The other day, I got a call from a company. I really had no idea what the name of the company was, nor was I familiar with what they did. (I feel it is best to mention here that I’ve been sending out my resume through my father, who really has the contacts in this country). So, I asked. Turns out they were a real estate company. I was trying to get away from real estate.

I was not pleased.

But, I was polite. They wanted me to come in that morning at 11 a.m. (it was 9 a.m. at this point). I agreed. I asked where, exactly, the office was located. A pause. The lady asked if I knew where Random Street in Kuwait City was. I did not. Which isn’t unusual, considering identifying streets in Kuwait is like identifying chickens in a hen house. There was another pause. “Well… can someone bring you here?” Considering you called me two hours before an interview on a weekday when both my parents are at work? I doubt it, lady. And what would I tell a taxi driver? “Hi, take me to this building.” “Where is it?” “I have no idea.”

I asked if anyone else knew. She transferred me to someone, who also had no idea.

Seriously, people, how are we getting to work every day?

So I show up at the interview, dutifully answer the questions, and I think I Bomb it. The whole thing was a half hour, including filling out the application., Not promising.

But this morning, I get another call from Dysfunctional Real Estate Company.

Lady: “You have a meeting tomorrow.”
Me: (frantically, in my head: “I do? What? When? Why did no one tell me? WHAT?”)

Turns out, she was trying to schedule a meeting for me tomorrow. Fine. We set up an appointment for 10 a.m. Fine. She asks if I know how to get there. I tell her no.

I tell her no, because when she had called me initially, she mumbled the company name. I figured she could give me directions, tell me what company name to look for and I would no. No problem, right?

No, big problem. Instead of giving me directions, she immediately, without warning, transfers me to someone. Who? I don’t know. Why? To give me directions. The problem?

She never told me who I’m supposed to be meeting with tomorrow.

So, this guy gives me (terrible) directions, and when he’s done, I ask him, praying that he’d know, who, exactly I’m supposed to meet with tomorrow. He, of course, has no idea. I asked him who I spoke with before (because, again, she failed to identify herself. COMMON SENSE, PEOPLE), and, of course, he had no idea.

He tells me to call back in five minutes and he’ll try hunting down who I’m supposed to meet with.

I am seething. I mean, I’m not asking for rocket science here, I’m just asking for proper etiquette. Identifying yourself, who the meeting is with, the company name… it’s all very simple.

I call back, and this time he’s figured out who called me in the first place and transfers me to her (DREC, by the way, has “Home on the Range” as their hold music). She tells me who I’m supposed to meet with, and then adds that she did, in fact, tell me when she called me the first time.

Lady. I assure you, you did not. I'm not sure what part of any of this will make me want to work for their company.

I’m going to borrow a line from Jessica: How is this my life?

I just bought this device as gift to one of my friends, TVIX media jukebox is every downloader dream. The TVIX allow you to play any format video file or music file (avi, dvix, xvid, mpeg1-2, mp3 and more) on your regular TV screen. Just download the movies/shows you want transfer it to the device and play and enjoy, you can create folder and subfolder to organize your videos. You can also rip a whole DVD and store it and it will play it just like a DVD player.

The device also have an Ethernet and USB input, which mean you can play the movies straight from a shared folder on the server without the need to transfer it, and also you can connect and external hard drive through the USB port and play from it.

It also have the provisioning to view subtitles, for the DVD make sure you include the subtitles files, and for the other media file just include the .srt file for example in the same folder as the movie.

The only drawbacks and its really minimal, when you are viewing a media file let say .avi file you cannot skip (jump through the movie, some devices break the movie into small interval and allow you to skip through those) but you can fast forward up to 32x, so it’s not that bad. The other drawback that it looks ugly it looks like a trash can. For more infor here is the [link].

عندكم هوس شراء الكتب ؟ :\

i have decided......here it comes.....
im going to work out :p ehehehe
edry ma3indi salfa bess oh well, right now im writing in the blog for the hell of writing in the blog
Im still very busy with the university work that just doesnt want to end, but since i have decided to work out, at the same time of my decision i ate a martadila sandwich....so right now im just waiting for some of the food to be digested :P
if you people out there have any suggestions on what i should do and not do, (also diet suggestions) plz feel free post comments :D
cya laterz

My best friend at the office left recently to work abroad. As much as I'm happy for her for this great career move, I'm very sad because I miss her soo much and there's no one to talk to anymore. No one whom I can trust 100 percent.

We've been working together for more than seven years now face to face day in and day out and despite our mood swings from time to time i don't remember ever having an argument with her.We once traveled on business together and it was a blast. Although our friendship never got out of the office, it was still special.

Meanwhile, work is getting worse and worse. My boss just sidelined me and the other senior staff. Actually sidelined is a soft word to describe what happened it was rather like he shoved us aside. Stomped over us. Slapped us across the face.

Why Am I still working here?!

My only friend in this place has left. Work load is just mounting, while appreciation is ... umm appreciation? what appreciation? There is no appreciation damn it!I love the work itself but not the workplace nor the people who manage it.

It's only been a week since I got back from vacation and the effect of my holiday just vanished from the second day at work.

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Happy Birthday Michael!!
I love you

A rather long comment answering Stinni's comment on my previous posting is worth sharing for all (Stinni's original remarks in italics).

I’ve taken some time to reply to some comments you have received as I think that whilst it is representative of the opinions and experiences of many people, it only tells half the story. Here’s the other half.

One of our maids ran away one day shy of her three-month trial period.

That’s a change from the oft -told story of the maid being returned one day short of her trial period – and not receiving a bean for the work she’d done. Then she gets another trial period elsewhere, same thing. Each time she was told that her wages were withheld against the cost of getting her.

That first phase when she has just arrived is a very difficult one for both housemaid and employer. There is a language barrier and a cultural barrier as well. Many housemaids are young and uneducated and find themselves overwhelmed when they arrive.

Now seems to me that sometimes a maid is truly incompetent and is returned, to her agency. This incompetence may be evident after a couple of employers, but, as is often the case, the expectations may be unrealistic. How many people should have to work 7 days a week in their job? How many people should have to work long hours, then fall into bed exhausted for a few hours sleep before being back to work?

I know that it is a risk to pay an agency for a housemaid and then find she doesn’t fit with the running of the household. Some people want independent housemaids who show initiative (at the risk of making a few mistakes) and some want toe-the–line housemaids who are not allowed to get one thing even a little bit wrong. It’s like any relationship in life, some work better than others. That trial period is essential, but it needs to be well managed, for both side’s sake.

It was a scam that she had going on with the owner/manager of the agency we dealt with.

If you know it was a scam then you should report it and get it dealt with. If you have reason to suspect that it is part of an ongoing racket then many more people are going to be subject to the same thing and that is not fair on anybody. Please bring some accountability before the agencies! Someone should be tracking how often this happens. Those agencies worry me. At the end of the day it’s all about the money, not the person.

They made KD400.

Who did? The agency and the maid. So that’s 400 KD split between them. Why is it worth the maid’s loss of income and her sponsorship for a cut in 400KD?

If she's ever caught though, we get to pay her ticket home. Makes NO SENSE.

You’re right it doesn’t make sense. However, if she has not worked the full two years for you then you do not have to pay her full fare home. This is exactly why so many maids stick it out in a bad job. They know that if they run away they will not get their airfare paid so they stay with their misery instead.

But hey, that’s the same in many jobs here. Even throughout the business world. A broken contract means paying your own way home, so the only reason people stick with an unsatisfying job is so that they can get their airfare and a letter of release.

Another maid working in my husband's family home ran away because she figured out she could make more money hooking down in Fintas.

Now, on a going wage for maids of 40-50KD month, from which clothing and toiletries are deducted, it’s not hard to see why the grass looks greener on the other side and women do run away looking for other opportunities. They think they will have the freedom to come and go as an independent human being instead of living life under lock-up.

The trouble is that having got to the “billiard halls” the grass is not always greener and many maids are trapped against their will. Some have to pay in advance in anticipation of their change of sponsorship to an “outside” i.e. shop worker, or similar, visa. The visa is bought on borrowed money which the maid has to work to pay off. She has therefore ended up with herself in slavery.

So who is paying her when she becomes a hooker? There would not be prostitutes if there were not randy men with problems! People need to look to the cause of these problems and do not punish those who are just one part of the problem. Men have a lot to answer for in this (and any!) society when they see women as sex objects only and don’t keep sex within marriage.

Here’s a curious observation about relationships:
When there are problems between the husband and wife they are often linked to finance. If the wife hasn’t got her needed/wanted money who does she borrow from? The housemaid. Silly maid, some would say, for lending it. But what is she to do? Not pay it? Get kicked out? Make her daily life miserable for not complying with her employer’s wishes? When the money is not paid back she can be added to the long list of those who have not been paid their wages.

When she got caught, my sister-in-law had to pay her ticket home. Again, not fair at all.

To have broken her contract meant that the maid was to pay for her own ticket home, or return to the sponsor to work out the rest of the two year contract. If the system is so transparent that the employer is paying for the ticket home then why are there so many maids waiting for their ticket home. “So many” = about 1,000 at my rough calculation (based on embassy and prison numbers. Someone please correct me if they can add more information.) A few questions for anyone who can help me:

What should a maid do when, at the end of her two year contract, her employer refuses to repatriate her? If, as this person is stating here, the sponsor is responsible for her airfare, who will enforce this and how can she make it happen?

She doesn’t have her passport.
Should she:
A) stay in the house and hope that some how, some day, her employer is “done” for having an overstayer
B) believe it when she’s told “ next week/month…”
C) run away

When her sponsor renews her visa, against her wishes, what should she do?

When her employer (who may or may not be her sponsor) kicks her out on to the street and says “You want to go home, right, here’s your bags off you go,” what should she do?

Every single worker coming here is fingerprinted and put in the system somewhere. Why can’t the sponsor who brought the maid here be contacted after 2 years and asked “ Where is worker -----. “ and have the file checked off as returned home or renewed. (after providing some evidence.)

A maid should be working for the person who sponsored her and not sold on to someone else – especially against her wishes.

Part of the problem here is the inconsistency with the 200KD cost for a foreigner to sponsor a housemaid while it costs a Kuwaiti only 20KD. This encourages a racket in slave trading whereby a maid is brought in by a Kuwaiti to work in the home of someone of another nationality, at some comfortable profit to himself.

I’m also concerned about how this system is used to place maids in the homes of repeated offenders who should be blacklisted as maid abusers but are managing to employ maids through other people’s sponsorship. When the maids run away from this situation, without their paperwork, their employer /sponsor is untraceable and not going to cough up for their airfare.

If you have a couple of stories to relate here of your bad experiences with housemaids then how many employed housemaids does this represent? Over a period of years and throughout the extended family there must have been a number of maids employed and I’m pleased that you do not have stories of theft or other problems to relate. You must be very appreciative of the work that your maids have put in.

Maids run away all the time

WHY???? I’ve never had a maid run away from me. Perhaps that’s because I don’t beat mine and I do pay them.

I've never come across one that ran because she was abused or not paid.

Where did you meet these runaways? The run away or want–to-run-away maids I’ve met at hospitals, people’s houses, embassies, the park, talked to outside their homes, etc., consistently say they have not been paid or they have been beaten.

I’ve seen many maids whose bruises were in no way self-inflicted (I don’t quite see how someone could run a hot iron over her own arm or completely bruise the back of her legs, buttocks and up her back.)

On a much more minor scale, I’d like to know what the local guidelines are for what constitutes abuse. A very common sight I see up and down the streets of our neighbourhood is the Clorox hands. Women whose skin is chafed and raw from doing the washing. When I ask about it I’m told that she’s not allowed to wear rubber gloves, she hasn’t been given any cream for dermatitis and if she wants any regular hand cream she has to pay for it herself. This is “talking at the rubbish bin” conversations which I’ve had with several women. They are rarely allowed out of the house and I haven’t been able to talk for long. The maid next door got slapped on the face for talking to my maid when she was outside. Many women have no life outside the boundaries of the house; many are not even allowed to take the rubbish out to the kerb but have to call the driver to collect it from the door.

I am a social person and the solitary confinement that some of the women describe would start to drive me crazy. Among all the raped, abused, unpaid housemaids I have met there is only the one who made me cry. She told me she was not allowed to talk to the housemaids of the other families when they came to visit. I know that many maids quickly make friends among the maids of the employer’s extended family. To hear about her having to spend the two years in solitary confinement, not allowed to talk to her children at home, nor to the people around her here, just broke my heart.

I've met plenty that claim they were abused, raped or not paid but end up telling me they lied to score a better salary.

And did it work? Did they manage to get a salary increase from 40 KD to 60 KD or something like that?

I know some of them are treated badly

Too right they are. What does that mean? The beatings they receive, the slap on the face, or just the complete lack of dignity with which they are treated? How about not even being allowed to have a walkman to listen to at night? How about not being allowed to send and receive letters from home? Or have a telephone by which they can SMS family at home. (I know that there are standard answers to most of these: We don’t want our housemaid to get a boyfriend and/or run away.)

Housemaids are people as well. It is up to the woman herself to take responsibility for her actions. Why can’t she have a day off a week and have a social life? Not all women will be only looking for a boyfriend! I once gave a woman a gift bag of soap, shampoo etc and then her employer had a, accusing her of having a boyfriend! The housemaid was a young, married Moslem woman who enjoyed some kindness from me in her life. What has her employer got against that?! This is the woman who is not even allowed to visit her own sister. These so-called “protections” do not help a person but drive them to defiance. Ask any parent of a teenager, they’ll tell you it’s the same thing with teenagers. Employing a housemaid means finding that balance between responsibility and independence.

What is treated badly? Sleeping on the kitchen floor with no personal space for privacy (surely in itself that is Haram?)? Having a Bible taken away by an agency and being told that it’s not allowed here?

but you would be surprised to find out how many of them are deceitful.

Not surprised. I know it. I’ve been stolen from and lied to. But that doesn’t give me a reason to state that house maids are trouble and take the attitude of “get them before they get me” which I’ve found among many employers. Just as in the current blogging re: Bangladeshis, it is racist to state that Bangladeshis are responsible for the crime here, so too is it not possible to state that all housemaids are thieves and should be kept in their place.

Many workers come here with the idea that they are to “serve their time” and go home with the money. I know of several cases where sisters or cousins have been here working in the same city for their 2 years, and never seen each other and rarely even been allowed to talk to each other on the phone. They’ve never even seen the Kuwait Towers. Compare that to the freedom of life that those who can read this now are currently experiencing. Housemaids bear the demeaning attitude of their employers and live a life of subservience because they know that at the end of it they will have money to support the family at home. Imagine then the insult when the money is not forthcoming.

Not that the lying is at all justified, but one has to ask what motivated it. Could it be that they were also lied to? I met a woman who was a qualified dentist at home and signed up with an agency in her home country thinking she was coming here to work in dentistry. It wasn’t until just before she left that she got the contract and read that she was coming to be a housemaid. Given that she had already paid money to her agency and that she was wanting independence from a marriage that had gone wrong she decided to go ahead with the job anyway. Not a good start to her time here, and it only got worse when she arrived to a job with just one day off a month and a complete disrespect for the fact that she was a mature woman who could think for herself and did not want to be treated as a slave.

People have come here at all levels of the work force thinking that the wages promised would be sufficient to live on and save some money. Over and over again, the lies have been perpetrated that an employee has to pay for their own visas, medicals, etc. and have had it deducted from their wages, leaving them well short of what they had anticipated.

In this area at least some progress has been made and thanks to FALCON (Fostering Awareness of Labour Conditions) there are now pamphlets in circulation informing workers of their rights.

The fact that we are having this “conversation” in English and using the cyber world to do so means that we are in a different world entirely from the experiences of many housemaids. It’s my turn to make a sweeping generalization – to which I hasten to add “NOT ALL” when I say that there are many Bedoon, who are lesser educated, who treat their housemaids like animals. They are fed little, work long hours, sleep little, get a slap for anything that is done wrong, and are generally very run down before they do run away. This is where some attention should be focused.

The newspapers here are publishing regularly the cases of abuse that have taken place. My goals are 1) to see a public recognition of this as a national problem and 2) see the perpetrators of these crimes brought to justice. Publicly, so that others may learn that it is not acceptable to treat a maid as a slave.

To those who feel the need to defend the employers, I again state, not all housemaids are angels, and there are thieves in any level of society but this does not, in itself justify the lock-up conditions under which many have to live. There are some caring benevolent employers here and they have an important role in society as role models to others for their kindness and humanity. These are the people to whom housemaids return after their two year visa expires in the knowledge that they are appreciated and valued.

My best friend at the office left recently to work abroad. As much as I'm happy for her for this great career move, I'm very sad because I miss her soo much and there's no one to talk to anymore. No one whom I can trust 100 percent.
We've been working together for more than seven years now face to face day in and day out and despite our mood swings from time to time i don't remember ever having an argument with her.
We once traveled on business together and it was a blast. Although our friendship never got out of the office, it was still special.

Meanwhile, work is getting worse and worse. My boss just sidelined me and the other senior staff. Actually sidelined is a soft word to describe what happened it was rather like he shoved us aside. Stomped over us. Slapped us across the face.

Why Am I still working here?!

My only friend in this place has left. Work load is just mounting, while appreciation is ... umm appreciation? what appreciation? There is no appreciation damn it!

I love the work itself but not the workplace nor the people who manage it.

It's only been a week since I got back from vacation and the effect of my holiday just vanished from the second day at work.

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I know I should’ve posted this long time ago since I’ve stopped posting way back, but what can I say... I was too damn lazy!

It has been a great time writing in this blog & getting all sorts of feedbacks & comments from all of you.

If by any chance I’ve said something wrong or mistakenly insulted anyone of you, then please accept my apology. If any of my posts or comments made you smile or even in some rare, unusual, exceptional, remarkable, extraordinary occasions, made you laugh, then I’m glad for that :)

I really didn’t want to stop posting but I’ve been hassled too much by the government & some corrupted politicians... (yeah right!)

So anyway, lets not make this a long story since I know many of you are crying just by reading this :p

So, take care, & enjoy life :)

hello my fellow readers,
i apologize for my long departure, i know u missed me :D
I havent written anything, becuase i was busy writing to maintain my future (essays)
i typed so much, i tifalsafed so much, lets just say i was stressed to the point where i fell asleep on my pc.....and that only happend to me was before, ms yvonnes movie project (inside joke for those who know me)
in the past couple of weeks i have learned a couple of lessons,
1. never play truth or dare when the only people around are of the same sex.....never
2. never keep a german car for more than five years
3. chocolate doesnt stop hunger
4. kuwaits weather will always play games on you
5. never judge a book by its cover or the 1st 50 pages, (erasmus praise of folly)
i hope you learn from my mistakes...so until next time
yours truly :D

It has been a while indeed,,,

Been working for 3 weeks straight without 1 day off except a few hrs on a Friday.
10AM-10PM then break from 10PM-12AM and 12AM-3AM….
Every time I decided not to work late, I get tempted by the clarity I get past midnight. Somehow after a long day of meetings and day to day mumbo, everything comes together and my mind is finally ready to spill ideas, quickly answer e-mails and write lengthy memos & reports effortlessly...In most cases, I enjoy it and feel some adrenaline pumping (Strange)

Been out on the boat a few times, again with my laptop and huge latte and enjoying the lovely weather. Isn’t it a blessing? Where else in the world is the weather this time of year so kind?
Hope all of you peeps who love to complain about the weather are out there on your bikes, in your running shoes or simply taking a stroll in what feels like the birth of spring.
I tried to have most of my meetings outdoors, the thing is the person/s I’m meeting end up being too comfy and the 1hr meeting becomes 2hrs, I then have to lie and pretend like I have another meeting and move elsewhere to another café, why aren’t we allowed to be blunt enough to say. “It was really nice meeting with your and now will you excuse me, I have to get back to work, maybe we can have another chat some other time”. Would that count as proper business behavior?
You can inform someone the meeting is over if it’s in the office, but rude if you’re meeting in a café? There is a very thin line between business etiquettes and business pressure I suppose!

I have been meeting interesting people, there is a mentally challenged person who pops everyday and asks me my name and if I’m married or single. The stalker in progress has followed my friend to her car the other day, even though I think he’s harmless.

Still trying to figure out what to do for New Years, Beirut, Goa, Bahrain or Stay Home?

Tempted to cut my hair but instead I darkened it!

Very slowly reading SABIRIYA: Damascus Bitter Sweet by Ulfat Idilbi
(Since it’s a quick read, I wanted to finish it to go back to reading Maaluf but I haven’t gotten into it yet)




Managed to watch a few movies and here is my 2 rupees
Snatch: Yup..I iz a late boomer…I enjoyed it though can’t pinpoint exactly what it is that appealed to me the most, well except for ‘Zi Germans’ Lines. Freckles has downloaded it for me to use as phone ring.
Just Friends: Some parts were funny, the rest was all weird. Why do they try too hard these days? Besides, the Before & After movies are so juvenile! Is it so much to ask for Substance?
BORAT: emmm the most graphic and offensive movie of the year. Funny? Sometimes but most of all revolting. I truly am disappointed in Sacha, how could he allow such a full character like Borat to be on the same level as JackAss or Tom Green. Overkill and over hyped.
Yes, we saw your movie and we hope you Execute too. Chinqui?
CLICK: ra7at 3alaik ya bu Walken! Too bad man and Adam Sandler, go do another one of your pissed off movies with that constipated look of yours instead and let the big boys do their thang..
5Fingers: Mr. Rick James once said ‘What did the 5 fingers say to the face’?
Answer: ‘SLAPPPPPPPP’ which is what the producers deserve for financing this movie.
Black Dahlia. 2 words ‘NICE COSTUMES’

This post made my massage effect ware off, oh well..back to verk!

wow it was kinda hot this morning, and now i need gloves to type...great great stuff to be confused by the weather... Where is that thing once known as winter? And where is that online kwti site where people sell their cars? There doesn't really need to be any relationship between the things i say... == Here are a few pardons: 1- Pardon? 2- Pardon? 3- Pardon? And there's also a but of course..

I anticipated this movie for so long, I finally got to see it yesterday. The reason that I have been waiting for this one is that it has one of my favorite actors “Edward Norton”. I truly believe that he is one of the most underrated actors in Hollywood. I mean the guy should have gotten something for his performances in “Primal Fear” and “American History X”.

Anyways hear is the plot the movie takes place back in the beginning of the century, in the city of Vienna. It’s about a teenage boy that’s a very talented magician, this boy falls madly in love with the city teenage princess. Due to the social difference they get separated and the boy leaves town to come back as one of the most amazing magicians the world has seen, and at this time the princess that he is madly in love with is married to the crowned prince (the most powerful man in the city).

The story moves at a slow base, and you might get bored toward the middle, but it does redeem itself toward the end, it’s very smart and surprising. The direction was very well done, and Edward Norton and Paul Giamatti did an outstanding performance. I did like the movie, and if you liked movies like Secret Windows and From Hell, you will like this movie too. To view the trailer Click here.

Sunday, November 26th, 2006 Friends, Tomorrow marks the day that we will have been in Iraq longer than we were in all of World War II. That's right. We were able to defeat all of Nazi Germany, Mussolini, and the entire Japanese empire in LESS time than it's taken the world's only superpower to secure the road from the airport to downtown Baghdad. And we haven't even done THAT. After 1,347 days, in the same time it took us to took us to sweep across North Africa, storm the beaches of Italy, conquer the South Pacific, and liberate all of Western Europe, we cannot, after over 3 and 1/2 years, even take over a single highway and protect ourselves from a homemade device of two tin cans placed in a pothole. No wonder the cab fare from the airport into Baghdad is now running around $35,000 for the 25-minute ride. And that doesn't even include a friggin' helmet. Is this utter failure the fault of our troops? Hardly. That's because no amount of troops or choppers or democracy shot out of the barrel of a gun is ever going to "win" the war in Iraq. It is a lost war, lost because it never had a right to be won, lost because it was started by men who have never been to war, men who hide behind others sent to fight and die. Let's listen to what the Iraqi people are saying, according to a recent poll conducted by the University of Maryland: ** 71% of all Iraqis now want the U.S. out of Iraq. ** 61% of all Iraqis SUPPORT insurgent attacks on U.S. troops. Yes, the vast majority of Iraqi citizens believe that our soldiers should be killed and maimed! So what the hell are we still doing there? Talk about not getting the hint. There are many ways to liberate a country. Usually the residents of that country rise up and liberate themselves. That's how we did it. You can also do it through nonviolent, mass civil disobedience. That's how India did it. You can get the world to boycott a regime until they are so ostracized they capitulate. That's how South Africa did it. Or you can just wait them out and, sooner or later, the king's legions simply leave (sometimes just because they're too cold). That's how Canada did it. The one way that DOESN'T work is to invade a country and tell the people, "We are here to liberate you!" -- when they have done NOTHING to liberate themselves. Where were all the suicide bombers when Saddam was oppressing them? Where were the insurgents planting bombs along the roadside as the evildoer Saddam's convoy passed them by? I guess ol' Saddam was a cruel despot -- but not cruel enough for thousands to risk their necks. "Oh no, Mike, they couldn't do that! Saddam would have had them killed!" Really? You don't think King George had any of the colonial insurgents killed? You don't think Patrick Henry or Tom Paine were afraid? That didn't stop them. When tens of thousands aren't willing to shed their own blood to remove a dictator, that should be the first clue that they aren't going to be willing participants when you decide you're going to do the liberating for them. A country can HELP another people overthrow a tyrant (that's what the French did for us in our revolution), but after you help them, you leave. Immediately. The French didn't stay and tell us how to set up our government. They didn't say, "we're not leaving because we want your natural resources." They left us to our own devices and it took us six years before we had an election. And then we had a bloody civil war. That's what happens, and history is full of these examples. The French didn't say, "Oh, we better stay in America, otherwise they're going to kill each other over that slavery issue!" The only way a war of liberation has a chance of succeeding is if the oppressed people being liberated have their own citizens behind them -- and a group of Washingtons, Jeffersons, Franklins, Ghandis and Mandellas leading them. Where are these beacons of liberty in Iraq? This is a joke and it's been a joke since the beginning. Yes, the joke's been on us, but with 655,000 Iraqis now dead as a result of our invasion (source: Johns Hopkins University), I guess the cruel joke is on them. At least they've been liberated, permanently. So I don't want to hear another word about sending more troops (wake up, America, John McCain is bonkers), or "redeploying" them, or waiting four months to begin the "phase-out." There is only one solution and it is this: Leave. Now. Start tonight. Get out of there as fast as we can. As much as people of good heart and conscience don't want to believe this, as much as it kills us to accept defeat, there is nothing we can do to undo the damage we have done. What's happened has happened. If you were to drive drunk down the road and you killed a child, there would be nothing you could do to bring that child back to life. If you invade and destroy a country, plunging it into a civil war, there isn't much you can do 'til the smoke settles and blood is mopped up. Then maybe you can atone for the atrocity you have committed and help the living come back to a better life. The Soviet Union got out of Afghanistan in 36 weeks. They did so and suffered hardly any losses as they left. They realized the mistake they had made and removed their troops. A civil war ensued. The bad guys won. Later, we overthrew the bad guys and everybody lived happily ever after. See! It all works out in the end! The responsibility to end this war now falls upon the Democrats. Congress controls the purse strings and the Constitution says only Congress can declare war. Mr. Reid and Ms. Pelosi now hold the power to put an end to this madness. Failure to do so will bring the wrath of the voters. We aren't kidding around, Democrats, and if you don't believe us, just go ahead and continue this war another month. We will fight you harder than we did the Republicans. The opening page of my website has a photo of Nancy Pelosi and Harry Reid, each made up by a collage of photos of the American soldiers who have died in Bush's War. But it is now about to become the Bush/Democratic Party War unless swift action is taken. This is what we demand: 1. Bring the troops home now. Not six months from now. NOW. Quit looking for a way to win. We can't win. We've lost. Sometimes you lose. This is one of those times. Be brave and admit it. 2. Apologize to our soldiers and make amends. Tell them we are sorry they were used to fight a war that had NOTHING to do with our national security. We must commit to taking care of them so that they suffer as little as possible. The mentally and physically maimed must get the best care and significant financial compensation. The families of the deceased deserve the biggest apology and they must be taken care of for the rest of their lives. 3. We must atone for the atrocity we have perpetuated on the people of Iraq. There are few evils worse than waging a war based on a lie, invading another country because you want what they have buried under the ground. Now many more will die. Their blood is on our hands, regardless for whom we voted. If you pay taxes, you have contributed to the three billion dollars a week now being spent to drive Iraq into the hellhole it's become. When the civil war is over, we will have to help rebuild Iraq. We can receive no redemption until we have atoned. In closing, there is one final thing I know. We Americans are better than what has been done in our name. A majority of us were upset and angry after 9/11 and we lost our minds. We didn't think straight and we never looked at a map. Because we are kept stupid through our pathetic education system and our lazy media, we knew nothing of history. We didn't know that WE were the ones funding and arming Saddam for many years, including those when he massacred the Kurds. He was our guy. We didn't know what a Sunni or a Shiite was, never even heard the words. Eighty percent of our young adults (according to National Geographic) were not able to find Iraq on the map. Our leaders played off our stupidity, manipulated us with lies, and scared us to death. But at our core we are a good people. We may be slow learners, but that "Mission Accomplished" banner struck us as odd, and soon we began to ask some questions. Then we began to get smart. By this past November 7th, we got mad and tried to right our wrongs. The majority now know the truth. The majority now feel a deep sadness and guilt and a hope that somehow we can make make it all right again. Unfortunately, we can't. So we will accept the consequences of our actions and do our best to be there should the Iraqi people ever dare to seek our help in the future. We ask for their forgiveness. We demand the Democrats listen to us and get out of Iraq now. Yours, Michael Moore www.michaelmoore.com mmflint@aol.com ---

Maldini scored the winning goal this evening!

Thank you PAOLO 10000000 TIMES! :-)

باجر 15-1-2007 يعني الذكرى (الأولى) لوفاة أمير القلوب رحمة الله عليه.. الصراحة ومن فترة طويله ياني إيميل وفرحت واااااااااايــد من إللي مكتوب فيه ومن فرحتي دمعت عيني ونشرته وحفظته وبين فترة والثانية أفتحه وأقرى الكلام وأدعي لكويتنا حبيبتا غاليتنا ولشخينا رحمة الله عليه ولشيخنا سعد عسى الله يعافيه ويشفيه ولشيوخنا إنهم يسيرون على ماساروا عليه شيوخنا إللي قبلهمحبّيت أنقل لكم هالكلام الحلو عن الكويت

Fact

Week the third of starving myself to a better me and my mind is starting to rebel. Calorie intake fluctuating between the low 800s and high 500s. My temper and concentration are starting to suffer, but fuck it. 40 kilos overweight isn’t pretty, and I’m sick of this. Part of it may be rebellion against my parents for forcing their perspective of beauty on me. Most of the time I’m fine with myself, but I’m sick of being pressured to fit into their version of what I should look like. Maybe I’ll try refusing to eat, something different than my usual MO, see how they like how fucking with my head for I don’t know how many years backfiring. Something you should know about me, most of my motivations have to do with my parents.

Sort of Fiction

I knew a girl who wore a small silver razorblade that hung from a black leather thong she wore around her neck. One day I asked her why. Her mouth tightened as she held it, blunt edges digging into thumb and forefinger. She told me it was protection against the dark. I knew of no talisman that involved razorblades. She raised an eloquent shoulder and said that sometimes the symbolism was the only thing that kept her from taking the real thing to her wrists. She pressed it fondly to her lips and let it fall back between her breasts.

I'm Bored.
I'm Numb.
I Feel Blank.
I'm Sick of Boring People.
I Became One of Them.
I Want To Have Extra Fun.
I Need Excitement in My Life.
I Want To Explore New ME.
I Want To Go Crazy.
I Want To Turn Every Thing Upside Down.
I Want To Join A Group.
And Do Any Interesting Activities.
Enjoy The Beautiful Weather and Not Hide Indoors.
I'm Sick of Malls, Cafes And Rests.
This is The only Fun in Kuwait?

Hi bloggieeeee baby….immmwaaaaaaahhhh


Some of you out there are wondering: "What's up with Puppylove and these sensitive issues these days?"

Well, I do in fact need your help guys on this riddle, I want to help one of my best friends but it's complicated.

My friend was molested by her uncle when she was 10 years old till about 13 years old, it didn't happen very often, but a few times, he would wake her up at night (cuz they were all staying in their grandpa's house before everybody got married) and he would take her to his filthy room with porn videos shown on the TV, which she even mentioned to me that it was her first time to see 2 women with each other, and he only hit "second base", just kissing her and touching her body over her clothes, cuz she was so afraid and cried, so her crying made him stop.
And thank God she never saw him "finish his business" till the end.
She used to beg him not to come to her room also when the house was empty, or everybody was busy, she was so naïve thinking that she's gonna get pregnant from just kissing, he used to laugh at her….she was so disgusted….

Fortunately it stopped cuz everybody started to move from the "big house", but he still gave her some weird horny looks when seeing her at family gatherings, and that was around 1993.
After one year her uncle got married, and till this day he & his wife are struggling to have kids.
My friend says that this is a blessing from God so he won't molest his kids, bas his poor wife is such a wonderful woman, what's her punishment…maybe there isn't, and it's all God's test for patience.

Now my friend is exactly my age, she's a beautiful educated strong woman…she's not those people that you see on Oprah, that are psychos such as an alcoholic, or a drug addict or a cutter…just because she was molested.
And she's been serious with this certain guy for a year….and he is one of those good guys that adores & respects her, and loves to talk with her all day and tell each other every detail. Even his friends and I say that they are soooooooo compatible.

Now the problem is that he "of course" is not married, and lives with his brother and his wife and kids. They have 2 teenaged daughters and sons, and 2 youngsters, and she knows that he loves them and gives them gifts and money, and when they come over to his apartment, he doesn't like to say "no" to them, even if he's tired or sleepy.
The problem is that I've noticed she gets so jealous when he's with the girls, although he tells her everything, & chit chats with her about their school or their shopping trips with their mom and what they bought, and how much they beg him to get married cuz they wanna play with his kids, she just sits and complains about how long he was with them and gets mad.

So I wonder sometimes, is it cuz she was molested by her uncle, she's having bad thoughts about the person she's in love with? Or is it that ordinary jealousy that girls feel when her bf or husband gets too much attention from his girl relatives?
The catch to this riddle is that this guy has no sisters, his mother passed away, has very old aunts, and his girl cousins are all married and doesn't even see them cuz they have no family gatherings, so it's only him and his brother's little family.
So if he had sisters and his mother was alive, a person would know that she's having an average jealousy episode that most women have from the women around the significant other, or that she is just jealous from his nieces and can say that she does have a serious problem cuz she was molested.

But the problem is, he only has these 2 teenaged nieces that she's jealous from, so I don't know if it's just the nieces or relative women in general??
Get it??
I know it's confusing….

And I don't know how to help her, should I confront her, and tell her that her problem is cuz she was molested?? Not to mention that it's so difficult for me to bring this subject up.
Or I would tell her that it's ok to sometimes feel jealous from sisters, mothers, cousins and nieces…. I don’t know….

Guys what do think the problem is….can anybody help me on this one.



Thank you guys.

I am trying to lose weight how hard can it be? I just need to lose 3 kilos!!!! I have realized I want so many things out of this life, and I haven’t accomplished any!!!! Is it me? Am I keeping myself from doing all the things that I want?

I want to go back to 47 kilos
I want to have my own business
I want to live in California
I want to stop feeling guilty
I want to try red wine
I want to be able to run for a long time
I want to look a bit older!
I want to stop caring too much
I want to be a professional pianist and a violin player
I want to have a tennis partner
I want to rule this country
I want to fall in love again and be loved in return
I want to be able to eat 5 scoops of ice-cream and not gain weight
I want to have a swimming-pool
I want to have a pet (cat or dog) doesn’t matter anymore
I want to have a “guy” friend someone I can talk to and not have feelings for :P
I want to be the next Oprah ;)
I want to cook something else other than pasta :S
I want to be braver
I want to speak 5 languages
I want to want to eat fish or sushi (raw kind) and see what the fuss is about
I want to have a baby
I want to be happy
I want to stop expecting too much!


This list is my new years resolution I guess :S

عندما نلمس الجانب الطيب في نفوس الناس،
نجد أن هناك خيرا كثيرا قد لا تراه العيون
أول وهلة!...


لقد جربت ذلك.. جربته مع
الكثيرين.. حتى الذين يبدو في أول الأمر أنهم شريرون أو
فقراء الشعور...


شيء من العطف على أخطائهم
وحماقاتهم، شيء من
الود الحقيقي لهم، شيء من
العناية- غير المتصنعة- باهتماماتهم وهمومهم... ثم ينكشف
لك النبع الخير في نفوسهم، حين
يمنحونك حبهم ومودتهم وثقتهم، في مقابل القليل الذي أعطيتهم إياه من
نفسك، متى أعطيتهم إياه في صدق وصفاء وإخلاص. إن الشر ليس عميقاً
في النفس الإنسانية إلى الحد
الذي نتصوره أحيانا. إنه في تلك القشرة الصلبة التي
يواجهون بها كفاح الحياة
للبقاء.. فإذا أمنوا تكشفت تلك القشرة الصلبة عن ثمرة حلوة
شهية.. هذه الثمرة الحلوة، إنما
تتكشف لمن يستطيع أن يشعر الناس بالأمن من جانبه، بالثقة في مودته،
بالعطف الحقيقي على كفاحهم وآلامهم، و على أخطائهم او على
حماقاتهم كذلك.. وشيء من سعة
الصدر في أول الأمر كفيل بتحقيق ذلك كله، أقرب مما
يتوقع الكثيرون.. لقد جربت ذلك،
جربته بنفسي. فلست أطلقها مجرد كلمات مجنحة وليدة
أحلام وأوهام!...

من كتاب أفراح الروح

للشهيد / سيد قطب

A picture day in my life:

The first thing I saw when I woke up was the ceiling

After I washed up, I checked to see if I had any e-mails

I got dressed

I got in my car and drove to my grandma's house

The weather was beautiful

This always makes me laugh when I park. It's right next door

After my grandma's house, I decide to go out since it was thursday and all. I turn on my iPod and I'm driving all happy and non chalant

Suddenly, I got a flat tire! A typical day in my life. This was my car at the nearest gas station with no tire :-(

It was a VERY long day. No one could figure out how to fix it and the dealership told me that they could pick it up and then fix it on Saturday which is just way too long a wait. Eventually, I called some random person to fit the spare tire in and I got a 'real' tire around 9am today. Hopefully by now the driver has fixed my car and it'll be ready for me by tonight!

(I had more pictures to complete my day, including the pizza I had for dinner, but blogger won't let me add any more pictures?)

Word of the day: Trencherman. I displayed a trencherman's appetite last night.

It took me 2 hours to explore only 1/3 of hall 5. I enjoy drinking coffee (smoking is taken for granted) and discussing issues plaguing the literary and cultural life in Kuwait and the world with friends of interests that interest me personally! People that you enjoy listening to them talking about themselves, poets, novelists, writers in general.. lets see
I came back home and realized when my father started to look through the books I bought that 75% of the books I bought (and will buy later) are about theatre.

كثيرا ما نسمع بالمثل الشهير عين عذاري تسقي البعيد و تخلي القريب، و لقد شاهدت عين عذاري بعيني (طبعا العين الاساسية جفت و الان يتم اعادة العين من خلال بناء منتزه و ضخ العين بالماء علا و عسى يتم احياءها و لكن لايصلح الضخ ما افسده الجفاف) و فعلا تجد الشجر البعيد اخضر و مزهر بعكس الشجرالمجاور الاصفر القريب من الهلاك. وقفت بجانب العين الجافة فتذكرت الكويت و حز بخاطري أمرين أولهما انني تذكرت بلدي على إثر مثل يعاب على صاحبه و الأمر الآخر لما لوقع موضوع المساعدات الخارجية الضخمة جدا لكسب الصداقات الدولية و الاخوية من اثره البالغ علي و على كافة الكويتيين الذين يعانون يوميا على الرغم من عيشهم في بلد لم يصل عدد مواطنيها الاصليين المليون نسمة و لم تستغل الا 5%من أراضيها و سنويا فائض الميزانية العامة يصل الى نحو 4 مليارات دينار!!، هناك أكثر من تساؤل لدي الان و وفق هذه الظروف التي نعيش فيها و مع توافر جميع الامكانيات في الكويت لإقامة دولة متقدمة: لماذا نعاني من أزمة الغلاء في الأراضي؟ لماذا نعاني من أزمة الكهرباء؟ لماذا نعاني من أزمة التعليم الفاشل؟خيث يتخرج الطالب من الثانوية و مازال يحمل معه الأخطاء االلغوية في اللغة الأنجليزية مثل الهندي الذي يعمل في بقالة؟ لماذا نعاني في مجال الرياضةحيث أصبحنا مطقاقة لجميع الفرق و المنتخبات؟ لماذا ننصب العداء للمتميزين من أبناء الوطن كالخبر الذي طالعتنا فيه جريدة القبس من هجرة الأطباء الى دول الخليج و العالم( الذي سأتكلم عنه باسهاب في وقت لاحق لما لهذا الموضوع من اهمية عامة للكويتين و خاصة للأطباءالمتخرجين حديثا و يحلمون بالتخصص في الخارج) و هناك سيل كبير من التساؤلات و لكن اذا تم الأجابة على هذه التساؤلات المطروحة نكون لمجيبيها من الشاكرين، و أخيرا تصورت حال الكويت بعد جفاف النفط كما هو حال عين عذاري حاليا بعد جفاف مياهها فكان السؤال من سيضخ بالكويت امواله كما يضخ البحرنيين عينهم بالماء؟

Salam, Here is the story about Muslims being kicked out for praying. Airline checks claim of 'Muslim while flying' discrimination POSTED: 10:42 p.m. EST, November 21, 2006 MINNEAPOLIS, Minnesota (CNN) -- US Airways said Tuesday it is investigating the removal of six Muslim imams who were passengers on a Monday flight heading to Phoenix, Arizona. Read more..... There is also a poll asking you to vote: QUICK VOTE Which statement best sums up your reaction to six imams being removed from a plane because of nervous passengers? Muslims should expect closer scrutiny. X Non-Muslims should be more understanding. Your vote is needed. We are loosing 31% to 69% Peace

طرحت شركة أبل ماكنتوش جهاز يحمل اسم

ipod nano (Red Product)

وجعلت ريع هذا الجهاز يذهب لصالح مرضى الأيدز في قارة أفريقيا حيث يتم التبرع بهذا المبلغ لعلاج المصابين بهذ المرض .. صراحة تعتبر خطوة جريئة و انسانية .. من قبل هذه الشركة و غيرها من الشركات المساهمه في هذا الحملة التسويقية ... و نتمنى من شركاتنا هنا في الكويت أن يقتدوا بهذه الشركات .. و أن يتخلو عن الطمع و الجشع في كسب المال .. فهناك من البشر من لا يجد لقمة العيش !!

للمزيد من المعلومات عن هذه الحملة

http://www.joinred.com/

mar7aaaaabaaaaaaaa fellowwwwwws...

how r u all??

inshallah u r doing fine :*

what do u think of the pic above!!

it's multiaple photos,,,,, i took them in different places,,


and inshallah on NEXT COMING SUNDAY\ TUSEDAY\ AnD WEDNESDAY..... i will be participating my photos on the ART gallery at Kuwait University,, located at ADAB ( art) faculty ....the gallery is opening it's doors from 9,30 am....


everybody is welcome to visit, join , or comment .....

i would love seeing u there :)


Ta ta .... :*

p.s. if u wanna take a look at my pics u can visit .... www.flickr.com.... then search for: felicityq8


or : http://www.flickr.com/photos/64477478@N00/

I went baby-gift-shopping for my friend who just gave birth to a baby boy. After getting the baby cute adorable outfits I got hungry. So my friend and I decided to try out Waterlemon. We both waited for someone to seat us, but unfortunately no one did. Then we asked this rude waiter to seat us, but he totally ignored us! We sat anyway on the table, waiting for someone else to come. Then the same ass came, and literally threw the menus on the table instead of handing the menus to us! I was like: OKAY THIS IS TOO MUCH LETS JUST LEAVE! And we did. Coquette suggested this other place that has Yo Sushi (also at Marina). When we got there, I asked the waitress to give us a table with “the view”…the one from the back. As we walked there I saw my Ex having lunch with his friend! I got so nerves I didn’t know what to do. I just wanted to leave the place as soon as possible! Coquette of course had no idea why I was acting all weird for wanting to leave. The waitress wanted to seat us right next to him!!! I freaked out then I left right away. Don’t worry I did not make a scene or anything. I just didn’t know what to do at that time :( we still had lunch there. This place has real good Alfredo :P the weird this is that we broke up ages ago but don’t know why he still haunts me?! I don’t even have feelings for him anymore. It sucks coz we’ve been together for 2 years and I just couldn’t say HI to him!

This is my first work with 3ds max 8 software, I used to use Google SketchUp (it's so simple), I'm so exited about it :D, the 3dstudio max is a complicated software, but i can handle it





and in this sketch there are 6 objects

1- the table (glass and steel)
2- the teapot (with and glossy)
3- the three objects (glossy stuff)
4- the floor (glossy)

now feel free to comment on my work :)

I like this banner, Once I'm done with migrating to wordpress I'm gonna add it to my new (not good enough for iToot) Blog. Thanks Gr33n Data & Ha Ana Za! Peace