Sunday, December 31, 2006

Check It Out



I appreciate food, specially those tasty ones that you might grave for from time to another. but since long time, Japanese food wasnt ever of my interest. and i HATED sushi. i hated the way it looked, i hated the way it would smell, i hated the way they would present it. its like i really hate sushi. i have had trials of testing different sushi, but still never even liked it.

but latelly i have tried suchi, to me, its one of its kind. Its the Shrimp Tampura Sushi. i can easily at least say its cooked. and it tastes AMAZING, and a little bit of dipping it in soya sauce. the place where i had it was in Hashi resturant, that is the one in Salhiyah Plaze, infront of Salhiyah Complex. so i really recommend it.

The Movie "Deja Vu" is AMAZING. i loved the story and the way it was presnted.

I just felt today like being food and movie critic :P

so dont forget to check it out. see you later.

Friday, December 29, 2006

العفو و السماح



اتصل صديق بي قبل يومين ، يبلغني أن إجراءاته اللازمة للحج تمت ، و انه الآن على أتم الاستعداد للسفر مع حملة معينه وقع الاختيار عليها من قبل والده ، حدثني و هو في قمة سعادته و رهبته من الأمر بنفس الوقت ، كانت هذه المشاعر واضحة من خلال صوته ، لأنها المرة الأولى له.
لطالما أراد الحج قبل اتخاذ قرار الزواج ، لكنني لا أتوقع انه سيقرر الزواج قريبا .
و أثناء الكلام طلب مني أن "أحلله" أي أقولها بصريح العبارة أنني لا أحمل أي مشاعر سلبيه من الضغينة أو الغضب أو الحزن تجاهه في حال إذا ضايقني في يوم ما . فسألني عن أي موقف قد جرى بالسابق أجبته بأنه لطالما كان صديقا وفيا و مخلصا .
انتهت المحادثة الهاتفية بيننا متمنيا له بحج مبروك و سعي مشكور و ذنب مغفور و طلبت منه الدعاء لأجلي.
أخذتني الأفكار بعيدا بعد المكالمة، لقد جعلتني كلمة "حللني" أفكر مليا ببعض المواقف التي مررت بها خلال السنوات السابقة.
و تذكرت موقفا معينا، أغضبني بشده، و انه يغضبني إلى الآن متى ما تذكرته، و سألت نفسي إذا أتى الشخص المعني بذاك الموقف و طلب مني أن "أحلله"، فهل سأفعل ذالك أم أنني سأرفض ؟؟
أعلم بهذه اللحظة أنكم تتساءلون لما قد أحمل كل هذه المشاعر السلبية بعد تلك الفترة كلها، و لما لا أسامح الشخص المعني ؟ نعم ...نعم ....أعلم كل تلك المحاضرات المطولة عن السماح و العفو و نسيان الماضي للمقدرة على المسير بالحياة إلى الأمام ، لكنني كالآخرين ، إنسان و لست بملاك أو شيطان. و قد يتساءل البعض عن كيفيتي بالحياة و أنا أحمل مشاعر الغضب كلها تجاه ذاك الشخص، لا أعلم كيف!!! لكنني للأسف لا أستطيع السماح أو النسيان بسهولة.
على العموم. لا أنكر حقيقة العفو و السماح قد مرت ببالي، لكنني أدركت شيء ما، أن لكل منا قلب و عقل.
فقلبنا المسئول عن العواطف سواء كانت إيجابية أو سلبية، و عقلنا المسئول عن الأفكار و اتخاذ القرارات سواء الصائبة منها أو الخاطئة.
فقلبي ممتلئ بكل مشاعر الغضب و الكره لذالك الشخص و عقلي يحاول إقناعي بالسماح و النسيان للمضي بالحياة.
للأسف علي الاعتراف، برغم أنني حاولت كثيرا العكس، إلا أنني لا أستطيع السماح أو العفو عن من يخطئ بحقي بشدة، طبعا إنني أتحدث عن المواقف المهينة بشدة بنظري.
إن هذا النزاع ما بين القلب و العقل مثير للجدل، لطالما كانت هناك الكثير من المواقف التي أثارت الفضول في نفسي، فهل أقولها بصريح العبارة أمام الشخص المعني إذا تطلب الموقف؟ أم يجب علي السماح؟ و إذا حاولت السماح فهل سأقدر على النسيان؟ أم أنني سأتمنى له حدوث الأمر نفسه كما حدث معي؟ أم يجب علي تجنب المرور بهذا السؤال بشكل عام؟
يؤسفني القول، و إنها لوجهة نظري، بأننا نعيش في مجتمع اختلط عليه تعريف المجاملات مع تعريف النفاق. و إذا كانت الصراحة مطلوبة، فأين هو الخط الواضح الذي نستطيع منه التفريق بين الصراحة و الوقاحة؟
و إذا استطعنا تحديد الفرق بين الصراحة و الوقاحة، فهل سيكون هذا التحديد عاما على الجميع أم أن مقاييسنا و شخصياتنا ستحدث أيضا فرقا بيننا لقبول أو رفض الحدود الفاصلة بين الصراحة و الوقاحة؟
فما أعتبره صريحا قد يعتبره شخص آخر نوع من الوقاحة. و العكس جائز أيضا.
هل نعبر عن مشاعرنا السلبية تجاه الآخرين؟ أم هل ننضم إلى نادي "مبتسم أمامك و حاقد خلفك"؟
أم هل نصطنع المثالية التي قد تكون نوعا من المثالية الإلهية و نعفو عن كل شي نمر به؟
و إذا قال أحدا أنه سامح مسامحة كاملة، فلما لا يرجع الحال كما كان بالسابق مع الطرف الآخر؟
أم أن القلب مازال متألما للحال لكن تحت شعار "لا يلدغ المؤمن من جحر مرتين"؟؟؟

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Human Investment !

People talk about it all the time, thinking hard, doing their best, and watching screens and reading the news papers to make sure that the money they have invested would turn out with a good profit.

You see a red arrow that means your stock is going down you become blue, angry, and sad, you also might reach a level where you think you shouldn’t have invested in this.

While you might see the green arrow that means that your stock is going up, you become happy, cheerful, spreading smiles, and you turn out trusting that stock blindly. And you keep on hoping it would stay that way for the rest of your life. And that’s doubtful!

The idea is investing in something so that people will be happy in the end.

When we get to know people, we start to feel comfortable with some and uncomfortable with others. It doesn’t mean that others are bad; they're just different, most probably chemistry wise.

So those who walk along with each other, due to a certain common factor, would understand each other, maybe not totally, but at least they would become aware of each other's personality. With time, friends start having that un-written contract of friendship, it is an untouchable bond. I would consider that "un-written contract" like an investment, of course, not money related. Simply because we put a lot of mental, spiritual, and physical efforts in that kind of investment, friendship investment.

No one knows if that stock of that friend would lose or win.

You win a friend when you would find that friend beside you after 10 or 20 years of friendship, supporting you as if you're supporting your self, would be there for you in good times and bad times. Trust, honesty, and respect are their common language. At then, you would know you have won that stock of being that someone's friend.

You can simply imagine the opposite when it comes to losing a friend.

Like any other stock, there are factors that help in turning a certain friend's stock to a wining stock or to a losing stock, and that’s a different subject.

There is one factor that should always be taken in consideration, and that is "Time". Only time can tell if you won a friend or not. As funny as it might sound, even when it comes to siblings, from the same mother and father, only time can tell you who to trust and who not to trust. Who would be there for you and who wouldn’t be there for you. It is easy to sacrifice for someone, but its hard to find who deserves it.

Feed backs (Dreams & Hopes)

well well well,
as the title says, feedbacks of Dreams and Hopes, regarding the comments posted.
First of all, im not wishing to be something, cause i already have an aim in my mind, and that includes being my self. but trust me, it is NOT easy to be who you are as "SIMPLE" as it might sound. with no exceptions, we can reach a certain level of the true us, but never a 100%, there will ALWAYS be that thing in you or part of your self that you will NEVER show.
Second: who said i dont thank God of what i have?? i do, and we all should, cause we all will lose it oneday.
Regarding the point of seeing what others have, PLEASE, with all my respect, dont try to tell me that no one does that. if the most religious person on earth had a certain disease, he or she will simply ask God "why me? why not them?". i wasnt talking about something in specific. all people ask "Why?". you can go to psychology books, and see the term "Denial" part of this term asking "why me? not others", thats in cases of dieases and illness ofcourse, the term would be different in other cases, but the question remains the same. you should consider non-materialistic topics too.

Last but not least, let us remember that we are HUMANS, we're neither angels nor devils. so when it comes to how we feel, lets just be honest about it, you be honest with yours, cause i will be honest with mine, but you will never be able to see how i really feel from inside, nor will i when it comes to yours!

Friday, December 08, 2006

Dreams & Hopes



Days go by, days go low and high, some go slow, other days fly. Sometimes we think that the old days were better than nowadays. As we begin to explore life, we set certain aims, targets, hopes, dreams, and wishes in all aspects. But as we grow up, we get shocked with reality, realizing that we have to modify couple of our dreams and wishes, along with some of our aims and targets. Again "some" but not all, but the some we're talking about could mean a lot to a lot of us. Some of those dreams sound to be tailored in a perfect world, for a perfect time and place, though they never can be simpler than they are.

So we discover that they will never come true. But some of those dreams keep on walking beside us, creating a certain type of hope and comfort. It might sound pathetic for some while others accept the idea of dreaming it. Dreams like becoming what we want to be, having something in specific, sharing something with someone, or even a simple dream of loving someone and being loved in return.

And when its bedtime, placing our head on the pillow, nothing but the sound of quietness, nothing but the color of a lightless room, flashes of memory cross our mind, reminding us of our dreams. Dreams that could make us feel better once we live it. And once we know they're just dreams, we would have a heartache. Some consider their dreams as the lightest thread they're holding on to survive this artificial life. And living their "impossible" dreams would be their only saviour.

It isn't easy to grow up expecting to find something that matters to you, and then you discover that you could never ever have it. And it's more painful when you realize that a lot have it, while you and only can not have it, as if you are living the wrong time and place!

I don’t want to under-estimate others, but honestly speaking, don’t you think that sometimes those who don’t even deserve to live have that little thing that you always wished for? And you go like saying "why them not me?"

Its not that I don’t believe in destiny, but it just feels bad. And please who ever says that’s life, I know, but I can not deny the fact of the feeling I'm talking about.Guess the word "envy" is going through your mind!!! Hope not because its not what I'm talking about.

I don’t know if I'm the only one or if there are others who think that life is not like we expected. It lacks something. Life seems like it lacks life!!! We're living life but we're not feeling this life, or maybe some don’t even feel alive!
Because of those mixed feelings we tend to modify some of our dreams, or we simply let them go. After we had a strong faith that someday our dreams will come true.
That is maybe someday!

Tuesday, November 07, 2006

. . . Words With No Name !!! . . .

well, since couple of days i was thinking of something, that made me write these words. they might make no sence to some people, but to me they do, they reflect little bit of what im trying to say. anyhow, this is the poem, am still thinking of a name or a title:


I've tried my best
Gone east and west
And passed a million test
Of my self, I was in quest
Do you still think
I'm like the rest

Have you ever been in my shoes?
When you have no right to accept or refuse
When you just want to be your self
But they still accuse
That I'm not what they want
And to them I was just an amuse

They seek perfection, you seek it all
They can not hear or see
Between their lashes there is a wall
Like a God, they judge me
Do you know that someday you will fall?
I'll see you fall and burn in hell
And there is no body for you to call
Maybe then you'll appreciate me
And beg me to rescue your soul
Guess what? I won't
On your grave, I want to see the board
To see and smile for the word
To read "Rest In Peace"
Then my fire might cease
I'll make you pay back, pay back the fees
Falling down on your knees
Begging me saying please
Crying hell bloody tears
Make you taste how it feels
To live a little of my fears

Fears of lost personality
Fears of lost humanity
Fears of lost integrity
Fears of lost identity
Fears of loosing me


Of your self you're so proud
Judging and calling names in the face
And I thought it would be a phase
But you still walk around
Looking down at people
Hating this color and race
For minorities you want to erase
Do you still want to talk about grace?
Do you think you can run away with no trace?
Well, read my lips,
It's my turn to express
For you there is no space
The devil in you I'll suppress
Now I have my own voice and place

All these years I've been in a cage
Wearing masks, hiding from the shade
And I was boiling having a rage
For my self I was afraid to fade
All I wanted was freedom on a page
So that history can be made
But guess you were afraid
With my honesty I'd be sharp like a blade
I gave you everything,
For my dues I paid
I see my name
Written on a gate
There's no more to blame
So I will stop the hate
I will quit the game
I will write the date
The birth of my fame
The fame of being me
Hope it's not too late
Cause now it's my time, its my turn
Do you doubt my fate?
Huh
Bet you want to do the same
To be your self, just your self
So remember my name!

Friday, November 03, 2006

الابتسامة

This time im writting my article in Arabic :)

اتصل بي أحد الأصدقاء يوم الأربعاء مقـتـرحا السفر إلى البحرين لقضاء عطلة نهاية الأسبوع في الشهر الحالي ، خاصة أن أحد الخطوط الجوية "التجارية" مقدمة عروضا خاصه لفترة محدوده ، فكرت بالموضوع و قلت لما لا ، بما أنني لم أذهب إلى البحرين من قبل ، بالرغم من قربها للكويت . فاتفقنا على الذهاب إلى المطار للحجز مباشرة من هناك لأن الحجز عن طريق الانترنت و
الهاتف معطل ، و كان الاتفاق على الساعة الثالثة و النصف عصرا تقريبا
وصلت إلى المطار حوالي الساعة الثالثة و العشرين دقيقة و بعدي بخمسة دقائق وصل صديقي ، و إذا بأمة لا إله إلا الله مجتمعة و متجمعة للحجز و الحصول على العروض المقدمة من هذه الخطوط ، و لطبيعة العروض الخاصة ، فإن طبقة معينة و فئات معينة كانت الغالبية العظمى من الناس المنتظرة ، استغفر الله ، لا أعني التقليل أو ما شابه بخلق الله ، و لكن طبيعة الناس تختلف ، و بالتحديد سواء بالتصرفات ، الأخلاق ، و طبيعة المعاملة
كان هناك أربعة صفوف للإنتظار ، واحد منها مخصص للنساء و ذلك للتنسيق لا أكثر ، قررنا الوقوف بالصف الأسرع ظاهريا ، و لكن بعد ساعتين من الانتظار اكتشفت ان الصف لا يتحرك بأي شكل من الأشكال ، و ذلك لسوؤ التنظيم من قبل رجال الأمن التابعين للخطوط نفسها
لاحظت من مسافة بعيدة كيفية تعامل الناس مع موظفين الحجوزات ، اسلوب يفــتــقر لأبسط أنواع الاحترام و الأدب ، و لا أنسى طبعا لغة الجسد و أصابع اليدين أثناء التحدث ، و تعابير الوجه على موظفات الحجوزات تعبر كل التعبير على الاستياء و عدم الراحه و الغضب أيضا للوضع
لا أنكر تضايقي الشخصي لعدم سير الصف و عدم تحركه منذ انتظاري بساعتين ، و بالرغم من محاولاتنا أنا و صديقي و التحدث مع أكثر من شخص بالهاتف لمساعدتنا للحجز من خلال الانترنت ، لكنها باءت بالفشل ، فما كان بنا إلا الانتظار أكثر و أكثر ، و لكن مع الوضع الحاصل هناك ، و تدخين البعض للسجائر النتنة وسط الزحمة و انتشار لوحات "عدم التدخين " الكبيرة و ضرب البعض للبعض بقصد الوقوف و الانتظار ، إلا أن الانتظار كان مستحيل
طلبت من صديقي الانتظار ، سألني لماذا ، قلت هي دقائق قليلة سأحاول شئ و آتي ، قال فليكن
فذهبت إلى موظفه واقفة وراء المكتب تقوم بالعمل على حجز تذكرة لعجوز على كرسي متحرك ، و أثناء انتظاري للحصول على فرصة للتحدث إليها قمت برسم ابتسامة بسيطة على وجهي و بعد ثواني انتبهت لوجودي ، فقلت لها " آسف على الازعاج ، إنني أعلم بانشغالكم و الله يعطيكم العافية ، لكن عندي استفسار بسيط ، منذ ساعتين و نحن ننتظرو الصف لا يتحركو الصفوف الأخرى تتحرك أسرع ، فرجاءا لو مافيها ازعاج تبليغ رجال الأمن بالنظام و الانصاف بالترتيب ، ليحصل كل واحد منه على فرصة للوصول لكم ، و الله يعطيج العافيه" قلت لها هذه الكلمات و هي تنصت إلي بنتباه ، فسألتني أين هو مكاني ، فأجبتها ، فقالت "شكرا ، لو سمحت انتظر مكانك " قلت حسنا و رجعت
و إذا بها تصرخ على الناس لعدم انتظامهم و اسلوبهم ، و من ثم تأت إلي مبتسمه و بكل هدوء و تقول لي " كم تذكره تريدون؟؟و إلى أين و أي تاريخ ؟ " فأجبتها
فإذا بها تسجل ما قلت ، تنظر إلي و تطلب مني الانتظار لأنها ستساعدني
استغرب صديقي للوضع و انا أيضا ، لأنني لم أطلب منها المساعده ،
فاتصلت بي لـتأكد الحجز ، فقالت الحجز جاهز ، الرجاء التوجه للبنك لدفع المبلغ المطلوب
ابتسمت لها و شكرتها فقالت لا شكر على واجب
بالرغم من إنني لا أحب التعدي على القانون و البشر إلا أنني لا أنكر سعادتي عندما ساعدتني ، و عندما سألت نفسي لماذا ساعدتني ، عرفت الإجابه من تلقاء نفسي
ببساطه شديده التقدير ، لا يوجد أحلى من تقديرالناس للشخص و عمله و شكرهم لذلك
و طريقة التعامل
ان ابتسامة صغيرة و كلمة تعبر على الشكر و الثناء لعمل شخص تذيب أقسى شخص وسط عمله ، بالذات إذا كان الشخص يعمل بمحيط يختلف عن الاسلوب المحترم المتعارف عليه
موضوع الاحترام و التقدير يطول شرحه و لنا للموضوع بقية
:) ،

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

The All Time Pleasure !!!


woke up at evening time, craving for something sweet
nothing on my mind, but for my self to treat
im not hungry, so nothing will do, no chicken no meat
but yet im searching for something to eat
something good for cold winter or summer heat
ofcourse, nothing like chocolate would be neat
so for different kinds i was searching and i will eat :)

chocolate is the taste of heaven, if i can say it this way, nothing would be better after a meal, mid day, mid night, in the afternoons, or in a crowded nights. something you can have if you're hungry, if you're angry, if you're happy, if you're in love, if you're sad, if you're mad, if you were feeling blue, and even if you were feeling down and have no clue.

You could have it plain, that is dark, you can have it with milk, hazelnuts, nuts, caramel, crispy rice, praline, mint, honey, orange, strawberry, raisins, almonds, spices, biscuit, cinnamon, cardamom, and the list goes on.

And because it all depends on my mood, i wanted to know the history of chocolate, so i surfed the net, and found couple of sites that talk about chocolate, here is one site that i enjoyed reading:

http://www.fieldmuseum.org/chocolate/history.html

and another brief site is this:

http://inventors.about.com/library/inventors/blchocolate.htm

anyhow, my favorite chocolate, is with praline, they are tasty, BIG TIME.

we can not forget that chocolate does have good health effects, but if eaten in moderation. and they can make good gifts for certain occasions.
i dont want to talk more about chocolate, cause my chocolate bar is already waiting for me, i got to go. so live your life and have a piece of chocolate ;) the all time pleasure !

Friday, October 27, 2006

"GMS" ???

With No Offence:
the following article is of a very deep complicated nature. So those who are NOT interested, and i mean it, in psychology, please just simply go to the next article. cause this is a specific deep subject that needs a little bit extra of your attention, simply to keep track of what im saying. Enjoy it.


There are some subjects or matters that always got my attention, or me made think of them whenever i come accross a social or work related incident. Some are like body language, facial expresion, first impresion, communication skills, and public relations.

but on top of them all, there is another subject that i find interesting, sometimes it even pisses me of, excuse my language !.

im talking about standards. we all have different standards in every field, sector, behaviour, attitude, mentality, or, again, an incident!!!

what might be wrong for me, might be right for you, what seems wrong for you, could seem right for me, and we could share the same point of view because simply we kindda have similar standards, and maybe in that specific subject only !!!

first of all, reading from different sources and dictionaries, i can simply define standards as:

"the quantitative or qualitative points, limits, levels, or degrees required
to reach the minimum satisfaction and/or acceptance".
here i would like to discuss the social related standards only.
why am i writting this ?
because latelly i found out there are some little actions for which people have wide and huge differences when it comes to standard. and believe it or not, these differences of standards about certain little topics do have a role in:
1-The social chemistry between people
and 2-The attitude of anyone's personality.
an example for that: People who accept the idea of drinking alcohol and/or do drink alcohol you find them going together, maybe in certain occasions only, because each one of them share the same standard when it comes to drinking.
so -1- they do have chemistry, thats why they're together, and -2- you will find each one of them have a certain prospect about life in general, and thats their attitude !
but drinking is not the subject now, and neither want to put it on the list of standards.
I started thinking, thinking and thinking !!! and i came up wiht this term:
"The Global Minimum Standards"
(GMS)
and i would define this term by: " the minimum of an internationally well known standard that would be common wherever you go in the world in every subject ".
So what you, in Kuwait, think is wrong, your friend would think the same, the guy brushing the great wall of China would think its also wrong, and the man having coffee in Starbucks Times Square in New York would also agree with you and find it wrong. because then we all would have a " GMS " in that specific whatever subject that makes us think its wrong.
A well known action that can be placed under GMS is greetings. That is if you were walking somewhere in Kuwait, saw someone infront of you, had a smile on your face and said "Good morning" or "hi" than normal reaction would be that someone is replying back. so if that someone did not answer you back, that would be impolite.
So regardeless of your back ground, religion, color, race, sex, or mentality, once you found out that someone did not reply back to your greetings (on purpose) you would find this action impolite.
The action of NOT replying a greeting is impolite wherever you go in the world. so this is considered GMS.
Saying a greeting and waiting for a reply was just a real event of daily life that i brought up as a good example of GMS.
ok, now after, i think, made my point of GMS. im going to spend sometime on what are the social GMS ? what are the actions that we can NOT consider correct or right due to the social GMS. but that would be in some other time and article :)
If the article wasnt looking neat, trust me i did my best to make it look good !!!

Thursday, October 26, 2006

The Dark Room !

I saw my self again standing infront of that black door with its same old golden knob. whenever i hear, see, or remember something i find my self comming back to this room, while i try my best not to do so ! Its been a while for me since i last visited this place.

As i opened the door, i could feel the time that passed and the dust on the ground, nothing but the light rays from my back making my way to the inside of the room, showing me my favorite wooden arm chair. I stepped in, leaving the door behind me almost closed just to make me barelly see whats inside the room. I dont like to switch on the lights inhere. i like it dark. ofcourse and quiet. i took a deep breath, looked around, patted the arm chair to remove the dust, and had my seat.

Shelves made of steel are all over the the walls of the room. half of them are empty and nothing to hold, while the other half, has lots of stuff, mainly boxes, different colors and sizes. from the many many boxes, I was able to see a blue box with a little title tag that says "University", another gray one that says "High School", a third box my eyes fell on was with a title of "Old Friends", and another one beside it "Friends".

My eyes kept on moving on the same shelf. and then i noticed a multi colored box with my name written on it by hand. and i thought "why the hell have i kept it there?" it wasnt in its right place. i dont even remember whats in it. so i pulled the box, went back to my chair, moved the dust on the cover of the box, and opened it.
strange ....... as i was opening the box, those words crossed my mind:

" Viva Forever, I'll be waiting, Everlasting, Like the sun, Live Forever,
For the moment, Ever searching, for the world"

there were pictures of my self in different age stagies, pictures of my family, some post cards of different places, some old candies, an old gift wrap, untitled CD, a little hand made wooden box, a small silver spoon, a china mug, old money paper and some coins, and a small silver pendant.
Godness, so many things inhere, and they're not in their right places. but i can tell each has a story, each rings a bell. again words crossed my mind, i can hear it saying :

" But we're all alone, was it just a dream, Feelings untold,
They will never be sold, And the secrets safe with me"

i brushed away the words i hear, focused my attention on the things infront of me, "i have to re-arrange them in their correct places, but some will remain inhere" i thought.
i didnt feel like going through the stories of each item inhere, so i placed them back, and closed the box. its still on my lap.

started looking around. but again i thought: "what was the reason that made me come here?"
i still can smell the dust ! while my eyes fell on different sizes of boxes, some were white the others were black, beside each other ! i blushed as a smile was making its own way on my face.
took a deep breath, grapped the box and placed it on a different shelf, just near my arm chair.
stood in the middle of the room, had a last look just before i leave, and there i heard the words again:
"Do you still remember, how we used to be, Feeling together,
believe in whatever, My love has said to me"

i walked to the door, opened it, but made sure i wont open it all the way, i dont want the light to get in. Stepped out of the room. Pulled the door to close it, and just before i do, i entered my head to have a last glance inside. my smile was still there. i pulled my head out, closed the door and locked it.
Godness, the words wouldn't stop :

" Yes I still remember, every whispered word, The touch of your skin,
giving life from within, Like a love song that I've heard"

ohh yeah, i do rememeber these words, they're "Viva forever" song words for Spice girls. i used to love this song, guess i still do. walked away from that room, walked so far that i wasnt able to see it anymore. i dont think i want to stay close to my room, to my "dark room" !!!

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Freedom !!!

as the 23rd of October was the first day of Eid Al-fetir ,after fasting the holy month of Ramadan, it is part of the culture in Kuwait and the Arab world to do their social duties, that is by visiting family members,friends, gatherring for a feast, discussing different topics, and ofcourse not to forget going to "dewaniyas", thats psrt of the Kuwaiti culture.
As we were talking, discussing, and having different point of views in different topis and subjects, the subject of "freedom" was there. i had a smile on my face :)
i was thinking about freedom couple of days ago and thinking of those people who seek freedom, ofcourse they're seeking the freedom of speech, in my definition that is to say whatever you want to say as long as they are not insulting any person, religion, color, or race.
i think this should be re-thought !!!
why ?
simply, before we start thinking of having the right and freedom to say whatever we want, lets have first the freedom to see, hear, or read whatever we want !

yes, we lack the simplest degrees of freedom, which i thought of calling it,
the "Freedom of Knowledge" !!!

why am i saying this ??? due to different incidents that happend in the kindda similar timmings.
a friend of mine went to buy ,from a "well known" music store, the latest album for the artist Justin Temberlake, he is an American pop singer. the staff told him that all the albums were withdrawn from the market. why ?!?!?!? because the album has a song by the name of "Sexy Back" !!! well DUH !!! it doesnt mean that Justin doing porno !!!! but again, their reason was because of the word "sexy" !!!! and the radio station FM 99.7 keeps on playing it but i can not buy it legally from the market !!!

so Number 1 : this simply indicates, that I, as a human being, dont have the freedom to listen to what i want to.

went to a "well known" library and a book shop like 6 months ago seeking a good book for sexualy transmited diseases (STDs) for work related reasons.
you know those little books that talk about something specific, usually have the title of "The guide to ...." or "Your source for ...." , so i was looking for something similar. And there was my shock, there is no book that is dedicated directlly for STDs available in Kuwait, they are usually within another kind or sort of books ! when i asked for the reason, it was because they're not allowed !!!
ofcourse i dont have to mention that the case is not only about STDs related books, but there are many many books about history, politics, islam, origins of families, and some well known novels that are not allowed in Kuwait,
while on the other hand, i saw it with my own eyes in another "well known" book shop, many books about "Budhism" and "how to practice budhism" on display !!!
i personally dont have anything against budhists, but i thought such books should be forbiden as well !!! IF we were thinking logically !!!

so Number 2 : i dont have the freedom to read what i want !!!

logged to the internet, was searching for a specific politics related information, found a news channel, and there it was, no, not the channel, the block sign from the internet providing service (IPS) company !! as a result i was not able to log into the site of that channel !!!
i was talking to my sister the day after about the same subject, and she said that a fashion and style website was blocked as well !!! ofcourse, not to forget that there are many movies and series, arabic and english, that are not allowed to be shown on alot of arabic TV channels due to political reasons !!!

so Number 3 : i dont have the freedom to view or see whatever i want !!!

from numbers 1, 2, and 3,
do you think we have the simplest degrees of freedom ? as the freedom of knowledge ???
I dont think so.
so before seeking the freedom of speech, lets seek the freedom of knowledge !!! the freedom that is related to all of my senses, except my mouth !!! I want the freedom to see, read, and listen to what ever i want !!!

and if, that is only IF we had the freedom of speech, i know alot will mis-behave and mis-use it !!!

Monday, October 23, 2006

having a blog !

well, this is my the very first post i have on my very first blog page !
as i was talking to a good friend of mine (ZZ) at work last Wednesday, she suddenly asked me if i have a blog? and i went like "uhhh, no!", so i asked the reason why she was asking, so she said "i think you need to have one, my friends were asking me if you do have a blog?" so i thought about it, went online, searched about blogs, that i always heard about but never had the chance or care to have one. but guess now its gonna be one of my favorite hobbies :D