Glitter

تفرق

2012-01-18T18:40:00.001+03:00

رمادي نو مور

2011-11-27T10:20:00.000+03:00

الانتقائية في العدل ..... ظلم

إنما أَهلك مَن كان قَبلكم، إذا سَرقَ فيهم الشّريف تركوه، واذا سَرقَ فيهم الضّعيف أقاموا عليه الحَد
صدق رسول الله

Do You Know How Much ..... ?

2011-10-16T14:10:00.001+03:00

Do you know how much your husband has in the bank?

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I don't !

I remember when a couple of years ago I asked him about it, he smiled vaguely and answered " Kel khair ! "

O bas tha3at elsalfa o khalas ....

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The reason why i'm bringing this up now is this thing that happened yesterday:

We were in the living room. X was using my lap top while I was on the phone with my mother. He went to the bedroom to get something and left the screen open. I finished my call with mom, sat at his place and pulled the laptop to my side. At this very moment, X came out from the bedroom and saw me.

And just like that, my dear mr. X turned to this acrobatic olympic athlete; He ran, jump, and dived - literally DIVED, to close the screen!!

In this milli-second, I saw what he was about to do. And I swear it was like a slow-motion scene out of an action movie, my mind quickly instructed me to look at the screen, to check out the thing he doesn't want me to see, and I turned my head and it was his online bank account. My eyes were frantically trying to scan the numbers but he was too fast and closed it before I could spot anything!!

I look at him with disbeleif, he blushes and smiles like a naughty boy caught doing something wrong!!

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Is this normal?
madry!!

So I went and asked mom:
"Yumma tadreen cham be7sab oboy ? "

Turns out she doesn't know either !!
Go figure, like mother like daughter!

I asked Sweetness:
" Soso, tadreen cham be7sab raylich ? "

Turns out not only she knows how much,
she actually knows the password to his account too !!!!!

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Do you know ????

مزاج اليوم

2011-09-20T07:37:00.001+03:00

So we met, and I have to say I had a really good time. She was a bit tense at first, and a little reserved, as though waiting to see how I will treat her first. I was very casual and wouldn't let my despise of her husband affect my relation with her. So after all, it all went well.

The problem is with every success, there will be a price to pay. X has chosen a path that he loves, and managed to buid himself a career away from his family's name and business. His father couldn't be more proud, and so am I.

لا تُقذَف بالأحجار إلا الأشجار المثمرة
That's what I tell him ..
All he has to do is wait it out, and I know Allah ma ra7 ethaye3 lah ta3ab :-)

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مزاج اليوم

حب و روقاان

Enjoy ;*

Testing ..

2011-09-18T13:48:00.000+03:00

Testing , testing
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*taps on mike*

Can you hear me ,, ??
Are there ppl still reading this ??

Testing testing 1 2 3 ..

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الفترة اللي فاتت انشغلت حيل بمشروع جديد شجعني عليه اكس
وبفضل ربّي انفتحت لي بيبان كثيرة وتيسرت كل الأمور وبديت أحصد ثماره ولله الحمد

لكن بالمقابل، اكس بدا يواجه مشاكل بالشغل
بالبداية حاولوا المنافسين له استقطابه للعمل معاهم، ولما رفض حاولوا الاستيلاء على مشروعه، ولما ما قدروا صاروا يشوشرون على شغله

حبيبي أهوا وايد يحب شغله ويبدع فيه، لكن حاليا مو قاعد يجيب له إلا الضيق والهم
حسبي الله عليهم ونعم الوكيل

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I was out with X when I got this phone call:

"Aloo Glitter, wainich yal ga63a? mn ziman 3annich"
"Hala 7abibti. Sorry wallah I was very busy. Intay shloonich? Walhana 3alaich jad"

"Khooosh damich walhana 3alay, let's meet this Thursday for brunch. That's te reason I called aslan. Amal suggested it and asked me to call so we can all get together"
"Amal !! Baaiih shakhbarha?? It's been years since I last saw her "

"Ee yallah 3ad esh geltay, Thursday morning ok for you? "
"Sure, but where? "

" 360, Life with Cacao @ 11am "
"Done. See you then inshaAllah "

I hang up with a smile.

"Who was that? " X asks .
"That was Sara, asking me to go out with her and Amal next Thursday"

"Amal ?? Who's Amal ? "
"Amal al Flani, an old friend from school whom I haven't seen for ages. Etsaddig she was the one who suggested we sit together. Ya7lailha wallah feeha alkhair"

X stops and looks me dead in the eye..

"What?? What's wrong ?? " I say.

"Mo ma3qool, don't you know?? .. This Amal is the wife of Flan elFlani- the guy who approched me, the guy who's responsible for all my troubles at work ! "

I gasp ..
I hadn't realised ..
I know who Amal's married to, but I never connected the dots ..

And my earlier smile turns upside down!

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Join us and say a big fat NO!

2011-07-06T22:40:00.012+03:00

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هي حملة انطلقت على نطاق واسع جداً بين المدونين والمغردين، للوقوف بوجه جشع وطمع وغش شركات الانترنت ومن يساندها بما أسموه "سياسة الاستخدام العادل للانترنت".

سبق أن تكلمت عن هذا الموضوع هنا في المدونة وشرحت المقصود بهذه السياسة الجديدة المستخدمة من قبل شركات الانترنت. لمزيد من التفاصيل ارجع للموضوع هنا

حالياً، أكثر من 60 مدونة وموقع مشاركين في دعم هذه الحملة، وهذا طبعاً غير أعداد المغردين الذين يؤيدونها.

لن نسكت أبداً عما يحصل، ويجب أن تكون لنا وقفة وكلمة واضحة لكي تعرف تلك الشركات الجشعة ومن على شاكلتها أننا لن نُؤكل بسهولة كما يتصورون.

ساهم في نشر الحملة والمشاركة بها، إن كنت تملك مدونة أو موقع أو حساب بالفيسبوك أو التويتر أو أي صفحة ممكن أن يراها الآخرون، مهما كانت صغيرة، شارك من خلالها في هذه الحملة لتصل إلى أناس جدد قد يكونون لم يعلموا بعد بها وسيعلمون من خلالك أنت.

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نقلا عن مدونة لو كويت

For more info, read Kuwait Anti Bandwidth Cap Alliance blog.

Little Things

2011-05-28T22:28:00.002+03:00

الباركنج كان زحمة موت
وحسيت صدري يختنق
وين بالاقي مصفط ألحين

أطلقت دعوة ساخنة من قلبي
طلبت فيها من ربّي موقف

أكمل شوي جدام
وينكشف لي مكان فاضي
وسيع
وجدام الباب بالضبط

أبتسم بفرحة طفل عطوه حلاو
أركن سيارتي
وأغمض عيني بسعادة وأقول
الحمد لله

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اشياء صغيرة
قادرة على انها تبعث فرحة كبيرة بقلبي

فالحمد لله على ذلك

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الأشياء اللي فرحتني اليوم

نومة ظهر
من زمان ما سويتها
المخدة مريحة والفراش بارد لذيذ
فالحمد لله

باركنج واسع في مكان استراتيجي
ما اضطر اني أمشي وايد بهالحر
وما اضطر اني اخاف ان السيارة اللي يمي تحكني اذا فتحوا بابهم
فالحمد لله

مسج من أختي
تتطمن على شي أنا نسيته
أحبها أختي

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لَئِنْ شَكَرْتُمْ لَأَزِيدَنَّكُمْ

فالحمدلله حمدا كثيرا طيبا مباركا

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أوضاع صعبة
إحباط
كدر
الدنيا مقلوبة

أدري

ولكن
في يوم كل انسان
لابد ان تكون هناك مواقف ولو بسيطة
نقتنص منها لحظات سعادة
فلا تتغافلون عنها

انتبهوا

ركزوا عليها

وابتسموا

What made you smile today?

Mood Rags

2011-05-09T10:50:00.001+03:00

....أبيييه أفشَل

يا بنية مسكي روحج عيب

ما يصير احنا بالشارع

(يعني قاعدة أكلم روحي في محاولة يائسة للسيطرة على نفسي)

اي ميخالف ماكو أحد يمنا و كاني قاعدة أحرك ايدي تحت الجامة ماحد يشوف

(ماكو فايدة،، نفسي مستمتعة ومو راضية توقف)

كل هذا الله يسلمكم بيكوز حطوا أغنية بالأف ام

شكلها بتصير ماي نيو هبّة

سمعوا هذه بعد

اغنية كلماتها رايحة فيها

ولكنها تشعلل شعللة

لا يكون طحت من عينكم بعد هالاختيارات القتالة

ومن كان منكم بلا خطيئة، فليرمني بحجر

وبس وسلامتكم وتعيشون

يالله باي باروح أسوي ماي ديلي وورك آوت

(جذابة من عيني،، باروح أرقص جدام المنظرة)

From Q8 with Love

2011-05-03T09:52:00.004+03:00

“I don’t have anything to wear,” whines your average teenage girl to her mother, hinting that she would like a hundred Kuwaiti Dinars and a ride to The Avenues. If her words would be interpreted literally—exactly as they are—one would go to this girl’s closet and find it to be empty. But that is not the case, and when the mother marches up to her daughter’s room to investigate the validity of this brat’s complaints, she opens the doors to her daughter’s closet—and clothes fall out. Her closet is overflowing with fancy garments, jeans of all different shades of blue, comfortable shirts, jackets made of animals’ skin and fur, beautiful dresses, feminine skirts, warm pajamas, and footwear galore. Some of her clothes even still have price-tags on them. She owns clothes that make her feel both comfortable and beautiful. Others do not have this privilege.

It seems that somewhere amongst our mess of a panic about losing the icebergs we caused to melt and the extinction of the animals we continuously slaughter, we forgot to worry about the extinction of the most important human need—compassion. Lack of compassion is the leading cause of death in the world. Because of mankind’s lack of compassion in 2011, children walk with bare, bloody feet, sometimes wearing only a pair of shorts. In the winter, they die of pneumonia. In the summer, they die of dehydration, malnutrition, or an infection as a result of unsanitary water. Of course, they can’t write their own names, or recognize them if they were written in front of them. The possibility stands that they may have heard of computers, but have never seen them. Their idea of games never involves technology, instead usually involving their imagination or two pairs of wooden twigs for sword-fights.

A small charity group has taken a great step forward and decided to be compassionate towards children in Ghazza. This group is called “From Q8 With Love”, and what they do is donate different kinds of materials to Ghazza’s Community Center, who then passes on the donations to classrooms. Three Kuwaiti teenage girls came up with this incredibly humane idea: Fatemah Khalfan, Sara Al Mutawa, and Shayma Shamo. They collect English and Arabic books, school materials, educational toys and games, used computers, cameras, headphones, running shoes, paint sets, office supplies, and any other materials that citizens feel could be put to better use than being thrown away—leaving the door of options wide open.

This charity organization started at the beginning of April of 2011, when an American political activist figure in Ghazza began posting videos and gruesome stories of the situation in Ghazza on his online blog. The purpose of his call to others was not to induce hate, but to donate, to empathize, to reach out to these people merely because they are human beings whose lives are being unjustifiably turned into an existence of fear and misery. Fatimah, a reader of his blog, was greatly impacted when he posted one story about the Sammouni family—97 people killed, tricked by Israeli forces into thinking they were staying at a shelter, telling them “you’ll be safe here”, and waiting until they were asleep to bulldoze the building so it would tumble down atop of them. This story is one of many endless tales of Palestinian martyrs, but it had been this mass act of murder that motivated “From Q8 With Love” to take action.

Starting out small, Fatimah set up a Facebook event, announcing that this group would be collecting donations and contributions of any kind. An interesting observation noted by the organizers was how “lazy” the so-called donators were. Donations were being accepted for a full month, and the group even offered the option of collecting the materials from the person’s own home to make the process an easy one; a month passed, and some of the people somehow couldn’t find the time to simply box up these materials. So far, the group members have relied heavily on close friends and family members for donations, which really speaks out on just how much we care as human beings, and not as Kuwaitis, or even residents of Kuwait.

Elaborating on this particular point, Sara had mentioned that the American University of Kuwait and the Gulf University of Science & Technology had denied them permission to rent booths at previous expositions due to political reasons. When asked about her standpoint on Kuwait aiding Ghazza, Fatimah Khalfan said, “You have to put everything aside. You can’t think of religion, or nationality, or politics, even though your very existence revolves around politics. You have to just stay human, and remember that these people are human, too.”

Via Barmait

I am extremely proud of these three young girls, and I wish more people will stop for a minute to look beyond the bubble they live in and extend a hand to help others. The world would difinitely be a better place. I'm going to pack my box right now. And please, will you do the same ?

From Q8 with Love facebook page

From Q8 with Love group

A big thank you also goes to Barmait, for posting about it and bringing this matter up to our attention.

10

2011-03-20T10:32:00.004+03:00

I was tagged by Chick to state 10 un-known facts about me. And Chick let me tell you this tag was HARD!! .. I already bared my soul in this blog and finding 10 more things to say seems like a difficult homework!! :/

But never-the-less, I gave it my best. For the past week all I did was soul searching, o 3asart mokhy and this is what I came up with;

1. A couple of years ago I had a minor operation that I told no one about except X of course who was there with me. I knew my mother would be alarmed and worried while the doctor assured me it's a simple procedure to avoid major complications, so I chose to do it abroad. X and I travelled and had it done and came back to Kuwait a week later and luckily I got away with it and all is good now :)

2. I don't like Um-kalthoum! .. Now before anyone attacks me let me say that yes her voice is quite powerful, and she can sing like no other. But I feel her voice lacks warmth and sofness. Ma feeh 3othooba. Un-like the delicate Fairuz which I simply adore.

I also can't understand the infatuation with Nabeel Sh3ail. I'll admit there are a couple of good songs of his, but sorry his voice me no likey.

3. I have a little white hair on my left eyebrow :-(

Ashwa It doesn't show unless you peer quite closely..
so DON'T STARE!!

4. When I was about 11 years old I snuck into my granfather's office where he keeps all his treasured books. His office was magnificent with walls and walls of books on shelves packed neatly from ceiling to floor. Ok so to get to the point, I ended up curled up on the plush carpet reading a book about Death and the After-Life. It freaked me out, and what I read about 3athab elgabor terrified me and literally shook me to the core.

I learned then that soorat alMulk ta7my mn 3athab elgabor, so I took it upon myself to memorize it. And I did.

And ever since then, from that early age till now, whenever I go to bed at night, I put my head on the pillow, and I recite it in the hope that it will one day save me from what is bound to happen.

5. I wish I was born a boy.

A woman's life is restricted in some sense, while men have it easy !! *envy*

6. I'm a recycle freak. When I go to the supermarket, I take my own recycled bags to fill with groceries as I don't use their plastic bags. Also when I go shopping, if the item I buy can fit in my big bag, that's where it'll go.

7. I love trees. And I lose myself whenever we travel in admiring them. My favourite one here in Kuwait is Alfitna tree --> what an elegant romantic tree it is :)

8. I wear my perfume before going to bed. This is not something I do for X. I just like to smell nice, even in my sleep.

9. Although I project a collected exterior, my insides are in constant turmoil. It's like having two brains in my head, and I find me arguing with myself .. ( crazy much?!! ).

In short, Myself and I, don't always get along, which can be really exhausting!!!

10. I'm not good to myself. I wish I can treat myself the way I treat others.

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Áaaaaaand i'm done. Yippeeeeee ... :)

حسافة

2011-03-09T12:38:00.001+03:00

..وين عيونك
ما تشوف؟؟
يالله رووح قبل لا أغير رايي وانادي الشرطة

أنا قاعدة ورا السكان، وأشوفك حدك معصب، تأشر بايدك وتصارخ، والريّال الهندي المسكين واقف بذل يسمع كلامك، مو عارف شلون يرد على هجومك، وقبل لا يركب سيارته، مسح على مكان الدعمة بإيده، كأنه يحاول ويتمنى لو إنها تتصلح بسحر ساحر، وتنهّد ومشى في حال سبيله

..وصورتك الجميلة
..في هذه اللحظة
بعيني اهتزت

أدري إنه اهوا الغلطان
أدري إنه دعمني وانا مالي ذنب
أدري إنك كنت خايف علىّ

..ولكن للأسف

..أعترف

..إنك في هذا الموقف

من عيني شوية طحت

My New Habba !!

2011-02-20T22:38:00.003+03:00

Today I present to you my new IT song for sha3lilha walla3ha parties:

I love to dance, and this song just tickles me right :)) .. I know what some of you might think, but hey,.. we all have some shameful indulgences, right ? :'/

Ako ba3ad this song:

Please disregard the stupid video. Just pump up the volume and shake your thing ..

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What's your shameful indulgence? ;)

أدري انه يحبني

2011-02-08T14:08:00.001+03:00

كلي يقين انه يحبني

رغم اني وايد وايد مقصرة معاه

ومهما أحاول لا يمكن إني اوفيه حقه

كلي يقين انه معاي بكل لحظة

بس أهمس باسمه

وأناجيه بوسط الليل وأناديه

أحسه يسمعني، يحوطني برعايته، ويحتويني

ذاك اليوم

اتصلت علي صاحبتي اللي من زمان ما ادري عنها

:عقب السلام والسؤال عن الأحوال قالت لي

فلانة الفلانية بقعدة أمس كانت تتكلم عنك

وتقول اش كثر هي تحبج

واشلون انتي من بد البشر معدنج ذهب أصلي

تفاجأت بصراحة بهذا الكلام

وانربط لساني

فلانة هذه بالذات أدري انها ما تحبني

ولا تستحمل وجودي

وكانت هي السبب في إني ابتعدت تدريجيا عن هذه الشلة

وراح مخي بعيد وسرحت باللي كان بيني وبينها

كنت لما اقعد معاهم

لازم تقط نغزات علي، على لبسي على سيارتي ، على أي شي يخطر في بالها

ولما تسولف وتتكلم

ما تطالع صوبي

كنت لما أتكلم، تسفّه بكلامي

!!وتقول لي ترى انتي بهالسوالف راح اييج يوم ويمل منج اكس ريلج

بديت اتعب نفسيا منها

وعقب كل لقاء يجمعني معاها كنت أرجع البيت وقلبي مخنوق

أذكر مرة، وايد حطت علي ووايد ضغطتني

انا اكتفيت بالابتسام

بس لما رجعت البيت ولبست ثوبي عشان اصلي العشا

خنقتني العبرة

وأنا اصلي بديت أبجي، وما قدرت أوقف

على نهاية الصلاة كان صوتي مسموع

وقمت بس أدعي الله انه يخليها تحبني

المصيبة انه باقي الشلة ما كانوا حاسين بهذا الشي

وانا ما حبيت اني أشكي وأطلع بمظهر الطفلة الدلوعة اللي ما تستحمل ولا كلمة

فقررت إني أنسحب بهدوء من غير ما يحسون

وهذا اللي صار

قبل فترة سمعت انها حامل

وانها وايد تعبانة بحملها

طبعا بدافع العيش والملح اللي كان بيننا اتصلت عليها

وسولفت معاها واتطمنت عليها

ووصيتها انها تبلغني أول ما تولد

وفعلا وصلني منها مسج لما ولدت بالسلامة

بدلت ثيابي فورا ورحت لها قبل كل المعازيم وقعدت معاها

هل هذا هو السبب اللي خلاها تتغير؟

هل توقعت اني ما راح أهتم ولا أسال فيها؟

ألوووو... ألوووو... جليتر وين رحتي ؟؟؟

انتبهت على صوت صديقتي بالتلفون

كاني كاني معاج

رديت عليها

تكمل كلامها وتقول

وايد صارت سوالف بهالسنتين اللي غبتي فيهم عنا

تدرين إنها تمشكلت مع زوجها وصارت سالفة عودة وانفصلوا ألحين

شهقت : لآ حول ولا قوة إلا بالله

:تكمل صديقتي كلامها وتقول

ألحين كل سوالفها عنج

واحنا بعد يا جليتر ترانا ولهنا عليج

ودنا نشوفج قريب

في هذه الليلة وصلني منها مسج

"GG, I miss you :* Can we all meet for dinner sometime this week like we used to do? Pls let me know"

أدري ان هالسالفة قد تكون سخيفة برأي البعض

ولكن ما أنكر انها في يوم سببت لي الكثير من الهم والأسى

ولكل اللي يمر بلحظات صعبة

يحس فيها بالاحباط واليأس

أقول لكم الله فوق

شايف وسامع

الصبر ثم الصبر

واحتساب الأجر بالصبر

واذا دعيتوا الله

بقلب متضرع مخلص

فكونوا على يقين من الاجابة

اللهم إني أسألك حبك، وحب من يحبك، وحب عمل يقربني إلى حبك

اللهم إني أسألك الشوق إلى لقائك

و لذة النظر إلى وجهك الكريم

هل تحس إن الله يحبك؟

Richie Rich .. (3)

2010-12-25T07:57:00.002+03:00

Never mind he flew her on AlJazeera for their honeymoon, particularly on the red eye flight to save even a couple of more dinars.

Never mind she was promised a month of heaven, and all she got was one lousy week in hell.

Never mind he refuses to put food in the fridge, asks her to buy her own groceries and then raids what she got.

Never mind he uses her car to cut down on the use of petrol in his.

The breaking point was when he said:

"I bought you with my own money"
انا اشتريتج من أهلج بفلوسي

La jad wallah?!!
Laish ehya shafat mn floosik shy ya mo7taram!!?

Tara elmahar mn 7aq elzooja shar3an

والرجال قوامون على النساء

هذا إذا كنت أصلا ريال

Anyhow, she's asking for a divorce now,
and he became even uglier, nastier, lashing out at her and her family, asking them to give back every fils he spent on her!!

And to reply to that, I refer to the Holy Quran:

وَكَيْفَ تَأْخُذُونَهُ وَقَدْ أَفْضَى بَعْضُكُمْ إِلَى بَعْضٍ وَأَخَذْنَ مِنكُم مِّيثَاقًا غَلِيظًا
سورة النساء، آية 21

والاستفهام للتوبيخ وللإنكار في قوله: (وكيف تأخذونه) أي بأي وجه (وقد أفضى) وصل (بعضكم إلى بعض) بالجماع المقرر للمهر (وأخذن منكم ميثاقا) عهدا (غليظا) شديدا وهو ما أمر الله به من إمساكهن بمعروف أو تسريحهن بإحسان

But I know, and you know, and everybody else knows, that her family is very caring, and too proud to go to court. All they want is for their daughter to be safe back to their arms again. They will give you all want. o 7asbya Allah wa ni3ma alwakeel.

Richie Rich .. (2)

2010-12-13T22:15:00.003+03:00

During the melcha, there were some warning signs, but she was too happy to notice them:

At the restaurant:

"I will order the ceasar salad and Veal Milanese ", she said to waiter.
"Nothing for me", he quickly added.

"Don't you want to eat anything? "

"I had a big lunch and I'm quite full"

When the order came, he ate half of her plate

"HmmMmmm, very delicious" !!!

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**Honeymoon trip was cut short to one week only because he claims long honeymoons are boring and make no sense !!

**She needed to fuel her car and she didn't have any cash with her, she asked him for money and he gave her 3 kd. "Bl marra roo7ay se7bay floos o reddeehom le", he instructed while handing her the money.

**At their place, he told her that whatever groceries she needs, she can buy with her own money. He doesn't want her to touch his food so he divided the fridge!!

Mind you that doesn't stop him from raiding her own section!!

Seriously?!!

Can any one live like this???

All of the above examples are just a few of what I heard. The girl is shocked beyond words as each day passes by she discovers a new meaning to the word cheap.

Wallah 7aram,,

What is the value of money if you can't use it, or spend it on your loved ones??!!!!

She is trying to suck it up but stingy-ness, as my mother say, has no cure!

Regarding your guesses, and comments on the previous post:

The second anonymous, Noodie and Even Sweeter got it right. And Blah masha Allah knew 3ala 6ool once she read what my mother said.

I also give Anonymous 7 credit for knowing it was something related to money.

Nora, and the rest of you guys, well, there were some pretty wild guesses.

Better luck next time ;*

Richie-Rich .. (1)

2010-12-12T10:13:00.004+03:00

Remember my infamous question in my very first post?
The one I un-ashamedly asked dad before I say yes to X?

Now I know how horribly it could have all gone wrong.
*shudders*

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She is a delicate flower, the apple of her parent's eye, a ray of sunshine who is loved by all who knew her.

She was sick at an early age, but with a couple of surgeries, and long therapy, she is the vision of health today. Yet, she still holds a tender place in the hearts of her family for what she went through.

Her family doesn't own much, But the love they lavished on her was priceless. These people are geniune, kind and caring. That's why they wanted to make sure that the guy who asked for her hand in marriage is more than suitable for their princess.

They asked about him, probed here and there, and asked some more. And the feed back was nothing short of raving reviews.

And to top it all, he was said to be filthy rich!

So naturally, they said yes.

The girl got to know him and fell hard for him. During the engagement days she was walking on clouds. Everything was so perfect and all who knew her couldn't be happier for her.

"Akheeran ra7 tet-hanna", a family member told me with tears in her eyes. "Allah daz laha elly e3aweth-ha 3an elly kel elly shafetah"

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That was 6 months ago.
Funny what you can discover in just 6 months!!

He was filthy rich allright, but he was ----- !!!!

Can you guess?

اغتصاب بأمر المحكمة

2010-12-10T00:04:00.001+03:00

جملة صغيرة، بذات عنوان البوست، مرت علي في شريط إخباري

استفزتني

بحثت أكثر حتى وصلت إلى القصة كاملة

وياريتني ما وصلت

ولا قريت

بيبي - فتاة باكستانية عمرها 18 عاما

بأمر من محكمتهم القبلية
سحبوها من وسط بيتها
وعلى منصة عالية بوسط الساحة وضعوها

وتحت مرأى حشد من الناس تجاوز الألف

أحضروا أباها وأجبروه أن يكون بالصف الأمامي

واغتصبوها

أربعة رجال

من أعضاء المحكمة نفسها

صعدوا المنصة

مزقوا ملابسها

وهي ترتجف خوفا.. وخجلا

وتحت أعين الناس تناوبوا عليها

واحدا تلو الآخر

اغتصبوها

مرة

مرتان

ثلاث مرات

وأربع

لم يرحموا ضعفها، لم يرحموا بكاءها وصراخها

فهم برأيهم يطبقون عقاب المحكمة

لم يرحموا ذل الأب، لم يرحموا هوانه بين الناس وهو يستجديهم

فهم ينتقمون لشرفهم

ماذا حصل؟

مالجريمة الشنعاء التي لأجلها استحقت بيبي هذا العقاب الهمجي؟

أخو بيبي

الطفل البالغ من العمر 11 عاما فقط

تمت رؤيته برفقة فتاة من قبيلة أخرى

قبيلة تفوق قبيلة بيبي مستوى

ولهذا

ولهذا فقط

استحقت أسرة بيبي أن يحل عليها العار

ولهذا فقط، تم القرار أن تنتهك انسانية فتاة ليس لها ذنب

وأن يطأطأ راس والدها

ويعيش أخوها يتجرع المر على ما تسببه لأسرته

لم يكن الأخ مدركا أنه بمجرد تواجده مع تلك الفتاة

قد أشعل نار الغضب في رجال قبيلتها

لم يشفع له صغر سنه من رغبتهم بالانتقام من الإهانة التي يزعمون أنه وجهها لهم

وبالرجوع إلى المشهد المؤلم، الوحشي لاغتصاب بيبي

فبعد الانتهاء منها

وإمعانًا في التجريح

أجبروها أن ترجع إلى بيتها

مشيًا

وهي عارية

الخبر هزني من الأعماق

بشاعة ما بعدها بشاعة

تخلف

إجرام

بكيت

بكيت ودعيت لها من كل قلبي

ودعيت لأبوها، وأخوها

لا حول ولا قوة إلا بالله

وحسبي الله ونعم الوكيل

رابط الخبر

قمتة

2010-12-09T11:56:00.001+03:00

الحياة الديمقراطية هي سبيل الشعب الذي يحترم إرادته في الحياة الحرة، ولا كرامة من غير حرية، ولا حرية من غير كرامة

الشيخ عبدالله السالم

Hatha alazrag 7beebi

2010-12-06T12:55:00.010+03:00

مبروووووووووووووووووووووووووك

يا حلوكم يا الازرق

غسلتوا جبودنا وفرحتوا قلوبنا

أحبكم

انزين ممكن أحد يفهمني ليش الكاس فضي مو ذهبي؟؟

What a Great Yesterday ..

2010-12-03T23:52:00.000+03:00

... أمس

ولمدة ثلاث ساعات

قلبي كان معلق بريولهم

وبيد الخالدي

وبيضووها

وفرحوا قلوبنا العطشانة

مبرووك حبايبي

مبروك يالأزرق

مبروك يا شعب الكويت

وان شاء الله الكاس يرجع لنا بعد طول غياب

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كلي اعتزاز

ويملؤني الفخر

بانجاز دولة قطر

في استضافة أولمبياد 2022

والشيخة موزة

ونعم المثال

ونعم القدوة

للسيدة الأولى

مو بس لقطر

أعتبرها السيدة الأولى للخليج

برافو قطر
لكم مني تحية كبيرة
كلها حب، وتقدير، واحترام

CRASHING @ Ye7lamoon (2)

2010-12-01T00:30:00.004+03:00

I had a major accident once. O mn ra7mat rabbi 3alay enkitab le 3omor yideed.

It is absolutely horrific how in one minute you are driving and humming to a song, and the next minute while the song is still playing, you are laying flat on the street.

I wrote about it a long time ago, but got distracted and never got to finish it, so here goes:

For CRASHING @ Ye7lamoon (1), please click here.
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I remember reaching the hospital and being carried inside. Doctor and nurses came to check my vital signs and by then I could slowly open my eyes. I looked around but my heart hurt and my vision was foggy.

I want to see them, the men who rescued me..
I want to see him, the guy who sat at the back seat with me ..
Ya rab ye6la3 7elo .. <-- Abbaiih na3am? SHAKO?? mn sijjy wallah?! 7addy afashil

The doctor ordered a full body scan. The nurse wheeled me to the X-ray room and started helping me un-dress. But suddenly my heart sank as I remembered something and with burning cheeks I politely asked her to wait outside and I would get into the hospital gown all by myself. I wasn't shy or anything, infact I was glad for her help as my body was so sour I can barely lift a finger. The thing is I remembered I wasn't wearing matching undies.
*blush*

The X-ray took a long time, and when i was done and they wheeled me out, mom and dad were already waiting for me. I can never forget Mom's anxious face, and dad's face crinkled in worry. I felt so bad putting them through this. X was away on a business trip,

No sign of the guys- my heroes.
I was half disapponted for i really wanted to thank them, and honestly half glad because 7addy meftashla menhom.

I later learned by hospital staff that when they brought me over, they had patiently waited outside until my parnets reached the hospital, then they quietly disappeared.
Allah ya7fethkom wain ma kintaw ya rab *hearts*

Anyhoo, be fathl Allah I was ok. Bruises all over my body but nothing major wel7amdlellah. All I lost was my car which was damaged beyond repair. And a couple of shreds of diginity whenever I remember this story.

And that's the end of that!

Now ladies, there's an important lesson to this story here:
Be safe, drive carefully, aaand never mis-match ;)

Wogaf Gulbi

2010-11-30T12:45:00.000+03:00

I love this weather. It lures you out of the house and temps you to wander outside. The breeze is uplifting and happiness fills the air.

That is exactly what why my sister and I were feeling, cruising in my car with the windows open, laughing and solifing. The street was surprisingly empty. The sun has just came down and the color of the sky was breathtaking.

I can hear a fast car coming from behind. I look up at the rear view mirror and I can spot a sporty car at an insane speed.

Then...

A LOUD screeching voice...

And with terror, we watch as the car passes us by, swerving out of control, skidding and skidding in circles......

BAAAAAAAAAM

It hits the concrete thingy on the side of the pavement!!!!!

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It all happened in a split second, in a blink of an eye...

Frozen by shock, I slow my car as we pass the crumbled sports car, my heart thumping so hard it deafens my ears, and my sister started shouting hystericzally: STOP THE CAR, STOP THE CAR I TELL YOU!!

Not knowing what else to do, I do as she asks, and park to side of the pavement . "I have to make sure he's ok, 7araam, I just have to.. ", she flings open the door and runs back to the accidenet. I quickly go after her, grab her by the arm : "Wait here. JUST WAIT A MINUTE " ..

By now, many cars have stopped to help. We can see guys going over and trying to open the door of the crushed car. I give out a silent prayer. My sister literally crumbles to her knees when she sees that they have managed to get the driver out. He has one hand over his head indicating a wound there, but other than that he seems ok.

"Al7amdlellah al7amdlellah", I murmer. I look at my sister, she was trembling, her face drained from color and my heart skips a beat for she looks so traumatized . "Yallah let's go now. He's ok and there are alot of guys with him. We must leave now shakelna ghala6".

We head back to the car, and drive home in silence.

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To the driver:
Bl 7adeed wala feek. Fedwa lik elsayara. I hope you are feeling better now.

For the guys:
Ya 7elo shababna wallah. Allah ya7meekom mn kel shar, wekhalleekom lahalkom.

For you all:
Life is short. Please be safe and drive carefully.

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Love you all

الدنيا ربيع والجو بديع

2010-11-24T10:25:00.000+03:00

صباح رايق جميل

وشمس مشرقة تضوي لي أعماق قلبي

ونسمات باردة عليلة،، تغسل الروح

ومشوار بالسيارة

أنا ونفسي

مع أغنية حلوة

أدندن معاها بطرب ،، وأهز راسي

أكو أحلى من جذي؟

مبرووك

2010-11-23T00:49:00.000+03:00

عقبال الكاس يا رب

.. ما بني على باطل

2010-11-22T00:30:00.000+03:00

In less than a year,
love went screaming and running out of the window.

They got a divorce!

الحمدلله

2010-11-20T23:56:00.001+03:00

Our darling blogger, who we all followed her big battle with Cancer, has finally had her happy ending to her story.

*Heart swells with pride, emmense joy, and sheer happiness*

I don't know the girl personally, but I can't help but feel deep emotions for her. Through this ordeal she endured, many of hearts gathered around her, many hands risen to the sky in a prayer for her, many eyes have shed tears, and many more souls were touched by her.. Her extraordinary bravery, her un-shaken faith, her complete surrender to God's will is INSPIRATIONAL.

إِنَّهُ لاً يَيْأَسُ مِن رَّوْحِ اللّهِ إِلاَّ الْقَوْمُ الْكَافِرُونَ - يوسف:87

I write this down with a lump in my throat, my eyes are hot and stingy, yet... I'm smiling.. smiling while my heart silently sends out a thousand al7amdlellah..

Al7amdlella al7amdlellah al7amdlella

I remember first writing about her more than 6 months ago when she first discovered the disease. I remember how I had no doubt in my mind that she would conquer it. That she- with the will of God- will prevail. And she did. With the grace of God she did. She came shining thorugh.

So to you, FOURME, my hero,

start calling the publishers because this is one story that should be shared with the world.

And yes,

I fully expect a dedication, for me AND my sister, on the first page ;*

Sharing is Caring

2010-10-06T19:20:00.002+03:00

Cacao Crazy

Most of my contacts have this image as their dp,

and it's too cute not to share,

the image that is, not the food ;)

جنات

2010-10-03T09:58:00.003+03:00

تعرفون منو جنات

أنا بصراحة ما أعرفها ولا عمري سمعت عنها

يتني أختي ذاك اليوم جان تقول لي جليتر انتي شفتي مسلسل زهرة وأزواجها الخمسة برمضان؟

قلت لها أبد ولا حلقة، ليش؟

جان تقول لي حسافة طافتج أغنية المقدمة والنهاية، أحلى شي بالمسلسل

المهم، عقب السوالف والحجي ويوم رجعت البيت وصار بالليل

حطيت على يو تيوب

"تتر بداية مسلسل زهرة وازواجها الخمسة"

يا سلاااااااام

شنو صوت خيال

كله رقة وعذوبة

أخيييييييييه

طول عمري اتمنى يكون صوتي حلو

Sweetness

دايما تضحك علي لما أقول لها

تقول لي اش تبين بالصوت الحلو؟ يعني بتصيرين مغنية مثلا

أقول لها لا، شي حقي، بيني وبين نفسي، عشان حتى لما أرتل القرآن، على الأقل أستانس وآنا اسمع نفسي

عاد اهيا شنو صوتها حلو ما شاء الله ماشاء الله

لما نطلع بالسيارة وتندمج بالاغنية أنا أخمر وأسكت بس عشان اسمعها تغني

أقول لها فلان زوجج ما يستانس لما يسمعج تغنين

تقول لي : لا أبد، أصلا ما أغني جدامه، واذا سهيت وغنيت يقول لي اشش سكتي خل أسمع أليسا

ويه بعد قلبي اكس، دبلت جبده يا بعد جبدي وانا كل ما يسألني سؤال، ألحّن وأغنيله الاجابة

ما علينا

نرجع حق موضوعنا

جنات، أحد يعرف لها أغنية حلوة؟

دورت باليو تيوب باقي اغانيها كله دقة مصرية حسافة مو شي رومانسي يطلع جمال صوتها

اي بعد نسيت

تدرون منو اللي صوتها بعد عذاب

بس حرام ما خذت صدى على الساحة الاعلامية

هند البحرينية

هلا باللي يراضيني، ربيع القلب والوانه

هلا به يوم يناديني، أعوف الكون علشااانه

صوتها قوي ورنته حلوة

حبيتها أكثر يوم أبكتني في أغنية مسلسل ظل الياسمين

اللي حطوه برمضان اللي فات

لا تلوم هذا الوقت أو تشره عليه ، اشره على اللي ما وفا لك يوم فيه

من جاك خطوة ردها له خطوتين، ومن ما شرى قربك أبد لا تشتريه

يمكن من رحمة ربي علي إنه صوتي نشااز

جان مع ميولي الطربية ونزعاتي الرقصية وهفات نفسي للحفلات

الله العالم وين كان راح يكون مصيري

SPREAD the LOVE

2010-09-30T09:40:00.002+03:00

Sometimes, a wave of senseless depression hits you out of no-where. A song, a scene in a movie can trigger your emotions and suddenly silly tears are dancing in your eyes for no reason.

Yesterday, when I was just about to be sucked in in one of these occasional emotional roller coasters, my mobile beeped declaring an incocming bb msg.

It was a sweet msg from a sweet friend whom I haven't seen in a long while. Saying stuff that made no sense really but it oozed love and affection. And suddenly, I felt rejuvenated. I was smiling while a shy red glow warmed my cheeks. I tell you in a flip second, my mood completely changed, and the day became instantly better :)

الكلمة الطيبة صدقة

So I ask you all now, to take out your mobile, and send sweet nothings to ppl around you. NO BROADCASTS PLS. Just simple sincere words. It could mean the world to someone ;*

In-between

2010-09-28T13:07:00.001+03:00

Ko7 Ko7 Ko7 ..
Ghbaar ghbaaar...
:D

Maskeen bloggy mn ziman 3annah. I 've been travelling and haven't stayed much in Kuwait after Ramadan. Life is steering us in this unexpected direction where there are alot of cross roads, and all u can do is el-estikhara, choose one and go through with it and praying it was the right path.

Oh and Taiba,
Thank you sweetheart for your email.
You are THE BEST :*
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For lack of inspiration, I thought i would share this with you all. I received an email more than a month ago, and quite franly I was disgusted. 7aram the girl who sent it to me wanted some help but my tongue was tied and my heart was heavy with the weight of her problem that I didn't know what to say.

I couldn't publish it then, because it was just the first week of Ramadan and i felt if I did, I would disgrace the spiritual nature of this holy month.

Anyway, here goes:

hiii glitterr... shu a5barek?
hows ramadhan treatin u so far? lol i dnt feel it here e9ara7a.

Maby a6awel 3laich, bs i need some advice bs msh 7aggi.. for my friend. im trying my best to help her bs she's not making things easy for me.. fa madri walla.

see, my friend S, who comes from a very strict shia family unfortunatley fell in love with A, a sunni. A is also my cozin, tara he introduced me to S and we become really good friends after that.

Anyways, their relationship started when she was 15 ou ohwa 18, online, bs soon online turned to txtin then to calls n then to meeting up and eventually they fell in love.

They dated for 7 yrs, breaks ups happened fnu9, bs they always always returned back 2 each other. They made a very very sweet couple. Their love was something u would see in movies. they never let the shia sunna thing come in between them. He wud support her beliefs, and she his.

It wasnt long b4 proposals started coming S's way and she wud keep refusing, bs there was a specific guy her parents wanted her to say yes to, someone from a good family and a close cloooseee family friend, her mom was like ull embarres us etha gelti la2... So S out of anger just told her enah she was seeing a guy. That alone was a huge sin in the parents eyes ou the fact that he was a sunni good they didnt get a heartattack.. El mhm her father beat her wayed, took her car keys, phone, laptop away from her. She wasnt allowed to leave the house '3air weya her bro or parents.. Naturally A was trying to get in touch with her ou ma kan gadr cuz he didnt know what had happened fa he called me, i found out ou getlteh and he was soo upset!! he cudnt believe enah he was the reason for all this, and he didnt want to see her suffer.

For a while i became their messeneger until shway shway S's situation at home became better and she got a chance to speak 2 him. he broke up weyaha, gaal enah maleh daa3i u go thru this weya ahlch, and its not going to work.

I saw A everyday ou sheft enah he was like really really upset, and she wasnt willing to move on. she wud call and txt him bs he wudnt reply back thinking that wud help. And when that didnt help he just went ahead and marrid someone else.

3ad u can imagine 7allet S, she went into depression for a while, and then like 6 mnths later she was like 7atta ana ill just say yes to the guy, and she did.
fa they both got married.

Al7een the prob isnt this :P the above was bs el introductin...
After S got married, by like 9 mnths wela shay, we were sitting in a coffee shop ana ou heya and out of nowhere she's like i miss him.. can i call him? is it ok for me to call him?. ofcourse i tried talking her out of it, but S is S, wayed 3needa.. she went ahead and called anyways.. i dnt knw if his hello, wela the fact that he said her name, or just cuz she heard his voice,, bs as soon as he answered the S started crying like baby. Her next line wasnt i miss u, wela how are u, wela how is ur life, wela ur happy.. Seeda she's like i wanna see u!!

I screamed NO, and if A heard it then im guessing he chose to ignore it becuz the next thing S said was the "parking lot of Hayat". She closed the phone, got up, and left.

Its been 2 yrs now, and they're still meeting up!
Its hard to reason weya S, cuz her husband isnt the affectionate type, plus he's never around.. always on business trips or meeting... but A's wife is adorable wayed wayed 7booba... i think i can knock some sense into him.. bs u knw he's the type of guy etha ur saying something correct, he wud lsn 3dl bs as soon as u say something that he finds hard to believe.. he'll lose interest and ask u to stay out of his life.

and i told them etha they wanna do this, then why dnt they get a divorce and just get married to each other. bs they're like la its not gonna work ou its easier this way.
Now S is pregnant... ou a7la shay she's like "im pretty sure the father is my husband"
PRETTY SURE!!!!!!
not sure.. pretty sure.

I didnt know they had even reached to this extent.. and i dnt knw waht to do anymore..
shud i just give up wela u think there is a way? I can't just stay still and watch this happen around me now can I ???

Any advice?
InBetween

Things that Made Me Cry ..

2010-08-28T21:09:00.008+03:00

HELP SAVE PAKISTAN:

Major Catastrophe

More than a million houses got distroyed

More than 8 million people became homeless

More than 1500 killed, and 2000 injured

Tens of Thousands of children are at death's grip due to malnutrition

PLEASE PLEASE HELP

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بالنسبة لاخواننا الباكستانيين
يرجى توجيه الزكاة والصدقات والوصايا والأوقاف والتبرعات الى منكوبي الفيضانات وكذلك توجيه زكاة الفطر اليهم
وأحث على من يريد العمرة في رمضان ان يوجه نفقات العمرة الى إخوانه في باكستان فإغاثتهم واجبة والعمرة سنة
د. خالد المذكور

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: من الهيئة الخيرية الاسلامية

لإغاثة باكستان بدينار واحد، أرسل رسالة خالية غلى أحد الأرقام التالية

زين 99994

وطنية 1922

فيفا 525

ارحموا من في الأرض، يرحمكم من في السماء

كولومبو - د ب أ - كشف ناطق باسم أحد المستشفيات في سريلانكا أن فريقا من الجراحين في كولومبو انتزع 18 مسمارا من جسد امرأة سريلانكية تعرضت للتعذيب في السعودية من قبل صاحب المنزل الذي كانت تعمل لديه.
وذكرت الخادمة إل. تي أرياواثي أنها كانت تعمل في السعودية لمدة خمسة أشهر، وأن صاحب المنزل غرس 24 مسمارا ساخنا في يديها وساقيها وأجزاء أخرى من جسدها.

وقال المستشفى إنها خضعت لجراحة بعد عودتها إلى سريلانكا لكن الجراحين لم يتمكنوا من انتزاع ستة مسامير نظرا لان القيام بذلك سيعرض حياتها للخطر.

وقالت أرياواثي لوسائل الاعلام المحلية إن صاحب المنزل كان يكلفها بأعمال شاقة ويعاقبها عندما كانت تحاول أخذ قسط من الراحة

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Wa wailkom mn Allah yally ma tkhaafoon rabkom, and you dare call yourselves muslims!!

Sadly, this kind of abuse happens everywhere, I still get mad as hell when I read about the Kuwaiti lady who tortured her maid and then killed and buried her with the help of her husband..

Naas gloobhom 7ajar, abeehom bas yetkhayyeloon nafs'hm aw 3yalhom mokan hal khadam elmisakeen, wallah ma7ad feehom yesta7mel digeega!!

madry agool 7asbya Allah 3alaihom

willa agool Alla yahdeehom

Bas Allah fooghom hal thellaam.

Last, but definitely not least:

NUJOOD BOODAI

After a long and bitter battle with her disease, brave Nujood now is no longer with us..

يالله، يا من كتب على نفسه الرحمة

يالله إنك ترحمها وتآجرها عن كل اللي شافته وتحملته

يالله أنك تغفر لها وتحسن إليها وترجعها إليك راضية مرضية

إنت الكريم يا حبيبي يالله وإنت الغفور الرحيم

وإنا لله وإنا إليه راجعون

Estekana tgool, o ya ma7la kalamha ....

2010-08-11T14:16:00.002+03:00

تمر الأيام سريعة،كومض الضوء في ذاكرة الزمن

عندما أغمض عيني اتذكر رمضان الماضي بكل تفاصيله،

وحين افتح عيني اجدني في رمضان آخر جديد

ومابين رمضان ورمضان:

حياة بكل مافيها من حزن،وفرح،سقوط،ووقوف،فاقد....ومفقود

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البارحة مع مغيب الشمس ،وبالتزامن مع اعلان رؤية هلال رمضان،تذكرت حديث الحبيب صلى الله عليه وسلم:

إذا جاء رمضان،فتحت أبواب الجنة،وغلقت أبواب النار،وصفدت الشياطين

نظرت للسماء،استشعرت شئ ما في قلبي،بأن هذه الليله استثنائية ،وأن السماء اليوم في حالة فرح،فالجنان تفتح لنا،وابواب النار تغلق عنا،والشياطين تصفد فلا يبق لك الا نفسك،نفسك المجرده من كل وساوس شيطانية،نفسك لتكتشف حقيقتك:

هل انت على خير ام أن الشرور تأصلت في روحك ونفسك؟

وأيا كان الجواب،فمن رحمة الله سبحانه انه يجعلك وحدك تكتشف نفسك ،فإن كانت على خير جددت ايمانها،وإن كانت على شر تداركتها اليوم فطهرتها واستقبلت رمضان بقلب آخر

وهل تحتاج لقلب آخر؟
قلب جديد، يتأثر ويستشعر

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انا مشتاقه لرمضان،فهل اشتقت انت؟

افتح يدك لرمضان،ضمه لقلبك بصدق
،استشعر نعمة انه عاد عليك وهناك من توفي البارحة فقط ولم يعد عليه

افرح لأنك قادر ان تصوم،وهناك من يتحرق قلبه شوقا للصيام ويمنعه مرضه ان يصوم

استمتع بقوتك،فكل شئ امامك ولا احد يراك،ولكنك تستشعر وجود الله فلا تعصي وتتقي

تأمل بنعمة اهلك...استقرارك...وحياتك ...ديرتك...وعودة رمضان عليك

اللهم ما اصبح بنا وامسى من نعمة فمنك وحدك لا شريك لك فلك الحمد ولك الشكر
رمضان:

وتفتح المساجد،ويعلو الأذان،ويمسح غبار المصاحف،ومابين قيام وتروايح ،ويتجدد الإيمان

رمضان..ولمة الأهل...ضحكة ام..وصوم نصف يوم لطفل...وصوت المدفع والأذان

رمضان...والسمبوسة..الفيمتو...واللقيمات

رمضان...والدراريع...والتباريك...والفرح في كل مكان

رمضان..وقول المصطفى عليه الصلاة والسلام:

من صام رمضان إيمانا واحتسابا ، غُفر له ما تقدم من ذنبه

ولأننا نريد ان يغفر ما تقدم من ذنوبنا فلن نصوم اتباعا للناس،ولا لأن صيامنا عادة واعتدنا عليها،سنصوم ايمانا بالله الذي فرض هذا الصيام وعبودية له،واحتسابا للأجر من الله وحده

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.صباح مبارك،ووجوه مبتسمة رغم الرطوبة،وفراش الدوام مرتاح،خطط هذا المساء تطغى عل كل الحوارات،ووصفات الطبخ تنتقل من مكتب لآخر،اسئل زميلتي:

برجع من دوامي تعبانه ،تهقين يمدي ادش المطبخ اسوي شي؟

تهز زميلتي كتفيها كناية انها ما تدري ،فتجيبني الأخرى بإجابة جميلة:

استكانة رجعي ونامي بنية ان هالنومه بتعينج على الطاعة،ودخلي المطبخ سوي اي شي لو بسيط بنية اطعام الطعام للصائمين،باركي اليوم للكل بنية صله الرحم وقعدي اهلك للسحور واحتسبي عسارتهم بنية الصبر وكسب بركة السحور

لما تحتسبين كل شئ،ربي يبارك بكل الوقت ويمديج تسوين كل شي
،ويرزقج الرضا والرضا بحد ذاته سعادة

ضحكت هي وانا اقول لها اني خجلت من نفسي فبصراحة نعم انوي احتساب الاجر ولكن هناك نوايا اخرى،فقد كنت اود ان اطبخ شئ ليقال خوش طبخة ، ونويت ان ابارك لناس دون ناس ، واني بصراحة كنت قد استعديت لدراعة رمضان استعداد جعل احد نواياي ان ير البعض دراعتي فهي ستكون الأجمل..ضحكنا وشكرت الله انها صديقتي جاءت هذا الصباح حتى اصحح مسار النوايا ، واحتسب الأجر في كل شئ فيكون كل شئ منذ اليوم لله وحده

وانتم ايضا،لا تنسوا تصحيح مسار النوايا

ختاما:

:)

اللهم حبب الينا الايمان وكرهنا بالكفر والفسوق والعصيان
اللهم أعنا على ذكرك وشكرك وحسن عبادتك
اللهم سخر قلوبنا لطاعتك ومرضاتك وأعنا على نفوسنا يا رحمن
اللهم اجعلنا ممن صام رمضان ايمانا واحتسابا فغفر الله ما تقدم من ذنبه

آمين

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Embarak 3alaikom elshahar :)

2010-08-10T23:25:00.000+03:00

دعاء استقبال رمضان

اللهم سلمنا إلى رمضان

وسلم رمضان لنا

وتسلمه منا متقبلا يا أرحم الراحمين

الله يعينا واياكم على صيامه وقيامه

ويرزقنا قلوبا جديدة، وتوبة سديدة، وهمة شديدة

وأعمالا صالحة عديدة

Have you seen the ad of ZAIN in the papers today?

*love*

Every word of it touched my heart and made me re-evaluate my prayers.

مبارك عليكم الشهر

وكل عام وأنتم الى الله أقرب

.. أذكر

2010-08-02T19:12:00.004+03:00

.. أذكر

مع أولى اشراقات الشمس

أصوات دوي بعيد

وطلقات وانفجارات

خلتني أحلم

وقمت لأفرك عن عيني النوم

ولكن.. استمرت الأصوات

.. أذكر

كنا في بيت يدتي متجمعين

محاصرين

مريضة كانت بدارها

وكنت من الصالة أسمعها تأِن

تأِن، تتلوى، وتصرخ من الألم

أمي تعطيها الدوا بس ما ترضى تاخذه

ما عندنا غيره وقد أقفلت المستشفيات

واحتلها الغزاة

ما تاخذه لأنها تخاف لا يخلص عليها

تبي تخشَه لي زادت الأزمات

وتغرق أمي بدوامة من الأسى والهم

.. أذكر

عماتي تجمعن أعلى السطوح

وبأعلى صوت

الله أكبر على االظالم.. الله أكبر على المعتدي

أبوي يصعد بسرعة

وبغضب يأمرهن بالنزول

.. أذكر

تجمع الأسرة كل ليلة

حول جهاز الراديو

بلهفة، بكل ترقب

كالغريق الممسك بقشة

بانتظار خبر

يبدد الخوف، يبدد الوحشة

أذكر

أمي جمّعت فرشات البنات في اكبر غرفة

علشان تحت عينها كلنا معاها ننام

عينها اللي ما شفتها ذاقت المنام

أذكر

أول مرة شفت فيها واحد منهم

جندي بلباس جيشي أخضر وسخ

تملكني الرعب

لا تشوفه أختي الصغيرة،، لا تخاف

وشافته

وشفت في عيونها الخوف

مسكت ايدها ومشيت من جدامه

وربّي كان الحافظ

.. وأذكر

وأذكر وأذكر وأذكر

لكن

ما أقدر أكمَل

تضيع الكلمات، وسط زحمة العواطف

وضجة الانفعالات

يكفي ان جدتي ماتت

في غربة الغزو

ووحشة الانتظار

Shoes, Shoes, Necklaces.... Aaaand more Shoes

2010-07-28T12:53:00.003+03:00

Vacation update:

Ramadan in Kuwait inshaAllah. X has finally relented on the promise that next year we try at least the first couple of days abroad. Ee 3ad lamma Allah ye7yeena o n3eesh le ermothan next year ye7elha alf 7allal.

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My obsession this year:
Shoes, shoes, necklaces..... Aaaand more shoes.

I bought three more heels and a couple more in flats bringin the total this summer vacation to:
5 high heels
5 flats

It is getting ridiculous, I know, but somehow I can't help it!!

I was trying this gorgeous black shoe-boot heel with gold studs when I turned to look at X and his look could have killed me right then and there. I quickly took it off and walked away holding X's hands making a mental promise to the dumped shoes that I would come back without X to get it.

Aaaand necklaces,
this year i'm looking for statement pieces. From Prada's glass and mirror chandelier to Reem Acra's beaded pearl bib, and anything big, chunky, and eye-catching in between. InshaAllah 3ad albes'hom, mo bas yestanes feehom elkabat!

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Just got a msg from my dear sister in Kuwait:

"HOT HOT HOT. AC not working properly. 7ad el tenerfez. WEI3"

I feel so bad becoz:

a) My sister is suffering while I am here, in this amazing weather, cool breeze playing with my hair, air scented with the smell of blossoming flowers around me *feels abit guilty and wishing her here with me*

b) I will soon leave this amazing weather, cool breeze playing with my hair, air scented with the smell of blossoming flowers around me, aand go back to Kuwait where it's HOT HOT HOT *cries a little*

Tried to log on to Twitter again, it's fun but somehow I still find myself lost. Alot is going on, and it's going on fast. I feel I can't catch up. I just found out about twitpic. FUN. Haven't posted any pictures though coz ma3aref shloon :/

What is your most treasured buy this summer?

I blame Cinderella too!

2010-07-25T11:19:00.006+03:00

الأفلام الرومانسية الكوميدية تضر بالعلاقة الزوجية

نبهت دراسة استرالية حديثة إلى أن مشاهدة الأفلام الرومانسية الكوميدية يمكن لها أن تضر بالعلاقات بين الأزواج والشركاء الحياتيين، لان عشاق هذه الأفلام ينتظرون من شركائهم اشياء غير واقعية.
ودعت الدراسة النساء إلى عدم إجبار رجالهن على مشاهدة هذه الأفلام والعكس صحيح، ناصحة بمشاهدة هذا النوع من الأفلام بشكل استثنائي وان يتم الوضع في الأذهان على الدوام بان هذه الأفلام هي مختلقة وهدفها التسلية وليس خلق تصور حول كيف يمكن للعلاقات أن تكون مثالية.

وأكدت الدراسة أن النهايات السعيدة التي تظهر في الأفلام الرومانسية وحوادث الصدف السعيدة التي يخفق القلب خلالها وعرض مشاهد الشمس الغائبة بشكل شرعي وتقديم الورد وممارسة الحب بشكل مثالي تخلق لدى الناس شعورا بان الحياة المثالية يجب أن تكون بهذا الشكل.
وشددت على أن هذه المشاهد هي من خلق كتاب السيناريو ولم تكتب من قبل الحياة نفسها، أما احتمالات نقلها إلى حيز الواقع فهي ضعيفة وتحصل منها حالة واحدة من كل مليون حالة.

وتقول المختصة النفسية غابرييلا موريس ان الكوميديا الرومانسية تحولنا إلى أناس مدمنين على النهايات السعيدة وان المشاعر الايجابية والودية التي تتملكنا خلال المشاهدة يمكن لها أن تؤثر بشكل سلبي جدا على نظرتنا إلى العلاقات الحقيقية، فالعلاقات الحقيقية تتطلب عملا فيما يتطلب الحب الحقيقي أكثر من الألعاب النارية.

وحسب الدراسة فان ربع محبي الأفلام الرومانسية الكوميدية يتوقعون بأنهم سيعرفون على الدوام ما الذي يفكر به الشركاء الحياتيون لهم، بينما ينتظر الخمس الحصول على ورد وهدايا مفاجئة من دون أي سبب أو مناسبة

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جريدة القبس 24-7-2010

Vacation

2010-07-16T09:22:00.000+03:00

Hello hello hello0o ..

This is me dropping a note to say that I am away at the moment, travelling to where the sun shyly plays hide and seek, where the clouds form the most amazing shapes, where the cool breeze washes your soul, and when it's night time, you look up to the twinkling sky to see the most brightest crescent moon, announcing the month of Sha3ban ..

اللهم هلّه علينا بالأمن والأمان، والسلم والسلام
ربّي وربّك الله
اللهم بارك لنا في شعبان، وبلّغنا رمضان

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Shoes bought so far:
2 high heels
3 flats

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Dilemma: Ramadan; In Kuwait, or abroad?

X wants to spend the first week of Ramadan out of Kuwait. And although I find it the perfect excuse not to attend the tiring social obligations and formal reception, I can't spend Ramadan away from my family, can I ?!.. And what about the spiritual aspect??.. I need to spend this holy time at home, listening to athaan from my familiar mosque, not in a strange country..

Oh and I just remembered, all this tiring social obligations and formal receptions... I can't escape those,, I already bought many gorgeous darra3as, and beautiful sets of sherwals,.... I need to go back and wear them!!

What about you?
Ramadan this year, in your home country? Or abroad?

Calling him

2010-06-19T23:06:00.004+03:00

Although your comments brought such comfort to my blazing heart, some even put a big smile on my face and made me giggle, I just couldn't go on pretending like everything was ok.

I gave him the cold shoulder all day. Although he tried to shrug this whole matter off and started acting like nothing was wrong, asking me all kind of questions, showing me some article in the newspaper, calling me from dewaniya evey now and then, I just replied with a nod, or a yes or no answers.

Several posts ago, I wrote how we used to argue all the time. I later discovered that saying nothing and not butting heads with him was best as it saves my energy and results in him coming round to his senses and appreciating me more.

But this ordering business in new!

It's the next day and I still have my guards up. The phone is ringing. It's X again calling from work trying to make small talk and asking me about silly things. I reply calmy with minimal words and hang up.

I need to vent. I need to talk to someone.
I need to let my feelings out before i explode..

I got it- Mako ella ohwa..
I'll call him..

Who's him?
He's only my first true love..
And my best friend.
Katem asrary,
Knows every single little detail about me and about my life.

So I dial his number and hold my breath in anticipation.

"Hala 7beebti"

"No, I'm not 7beebtik now" I continue before he can interrupt me, "I'm calling you now AS MY FRIEND to help me get over this situation with my husband"

"I'm all ears"

"I was talking to him about me wanting to travel to visit my parents when he lashed out at me and ORDERED me to close the subject?? "

"I'm sure you're making it sound bigger than what it really is"

"I tell you he ORDERDEd me, while wagging his finger at me", I can feel the tears stinging my eyes, "Who does he think he is? ", My voice is cracking, "I am his partner in life, his EQUAL. How dare he!! "

"Look", he sighs. "You're blowing this out of proportion". He continues gently while I try to swallow the rising lump in my throat, "He must have been tired after work and didn't want to discuss it. I know it's no way to talk but he never was mean to you before, and I assure you he will not do it again"

"How can you be so sure? "

"Because he told me so. And he also told me he is very very sorry"

Knowing he's regretting what happened eased me a bit, "Is he now ? " I rub in .

"He sure is" He says and I can hear him smile.

"Oh well, ok.. ", I give in. "You better tell him that I will not tolerate this again" I smile, "But for now, he is forgiven"

"Ok", his voice warm and tender "See you soon".

"Bye"

Yes,
calling him and letting it all out was the best thing to do.
He's the only one who can make it all go away.

Of course you all know by who him is,
he's none other than X himself :)

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On another note,
I went to Alia's wedding ams.
She looked GORGEOUS, didn't she? :)

Allah ybarek laha o ybarik 3alaiha o yj3al kil ayyamha ma3ah sa3ada o hana ya rab.

Also,
Congratulations are in order,
for the lovely Um-Mit3ib

Mabro0k 3la takharroj,
chakchakchakchakchakchak <--- ya3ni ga3da asaffig :)
Khallasna mn elrob elaswad, now 3oqbal elfestan el abyath ;)

Magic in the Air- POOOF!

2010-06-16T15:34:00.003+03:00

He's not kind, and definitly not gentle!
I take that back.

He is a good man, i will give him that.
But not unlike the enviroment we live in, he is a desert man.
Meaning he is dry, not soft and mellow.
3asaby, o 7aar.
And I hate that.

"It's so hot in here, and we still have a long time before you finish work and we get to tarvel for the summer. I'm thinking of visiting my parents in Lebanon for the weekend", I say while I'm brushing my hair.

"Malah da3y" he replies crisply.

"But whyyyy??" I whine. "I miss them, and it's only for three days!"
"And I say NO", his voice is rising alarmingly.

I slowly turn to look him in the eyes, preplexed.
"Why are you shouting? ", I continue calmly: "Can't we discuss this? "
"Ana gelt kelmity and there's nothing to discuss", he waves his finger at me: " I ORDER you not to go and that's the end of the subject"

He ORDERS me not to go?!!
Seriously?!!

I walk away fuming..
My blood is practically boiling..
And I sit down to my laptop to write this..

What will I do?
I still haven't figured that out.

Magic in the Air

2010-06-14T17:55:00.000+03:00

I strech my neck closer to the mirror, close one eye and carefully apply my eyeliner. I pull back to view the result. "Not bad Gigi!" I smile to myself.

I finish up quickly. I carefully put my new dress on and fluff my hair just as X enters the room. I turn to look at him and I can see the appreciation in his eyes as he looks me over.

"Do you think it's too much? " , I say as i survery myself once again in the long mirror.

"I think it is just perfect", he says with a big smile as he comes to stand right behind me to check my reflection and meet my eyes through the mirror.

"Should I go pick something more subtle just to blend in? I don't want your family to think I'm out to steal their thunder"

He shakes his head no and says " Wallah mo thanbich intay ennich jameela o aneeqa" ....

Wow !!
Where did that come from ??

Ok so I know he loves me, I know he likes the way I look- BUT HE JUST DOESN'T SAY THOSE THINGS TO ME EVER.
He is a good man, kind, caring and gentle. But let's face it, he's not the kind to have sweet lovely words coming so easily out of his mouth. I have to kick and scream and beg to drag a word of compliment from him!

I turn to face him, his eyes are twinkling as he locks them into mine and the corners of his mouth are moving slowly upwards.

Ok, this is it.
Now.
It's the perfect time to ask him that question.

"X.. ? "
"Hmmmm ... "
"What's it like being married to me? "

He takes a deep breath, tilts his head to the side, and just when he was about to answer I rush in and say: "Think carefully about what you are about to say because i'm going to quote you"
His eyes pop out: "Quote me ?!! "
"Yes, for a reader of Glitter who wants some male perspective on married life "
And as soon as I utter the word Giltter I can see his mood change. He sighs and takes a step back.
"O ba3dain ma3a hal Glitter? When will this phase end? "

I mentally kick myself for being so foolish. Everything was going just well but I had to interrupt him and bring up Glitter.. Ee chan sekattay ma elrayyal kan beta7acha mn kaifah wefathfith laish el logafa laish!!

"Khalas khalas forget it. Will you drop me off at your sisters' house? Maly khelg asoog"
I changed the subject but I WILL get my answer. I'll change the question a bit, edit the part where it is all about Giltter, and I'll ask him again later.

He throws me off by saying "Well sure my lovely, anything for the pretty lady"

Huh !! @@
El mood sayer fullali ashoof?
3asa bas doom, mo bas youm

*Note to self: buy more of that magical eyeliner*

alGhalia tamer, we7na inlabbi ;)

2010-06-07T15:57:00.002+03:00

Our winner of the 200,000 hits was kind enough to give me several choices of questions she wants the answer to. They were all quiet good actually, unlike SOME questions I've getting lately on my formspring account. *Rolls her eyes*

So I chose number 1, where she asked me to relate my story with X. As you all know I had written about this before but deleted it after suspecting that my identity was compromised. Now, upon her request, I published the story again. Just go to labels and click on my story and my whole life with X will unfold right infront of your eyes.

Aaaaaaand that's it folks .. :)
Looking forward to our next winner ;*

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This post is dedicated to Ghalia T's best friend "H", thank you lovely for helping her out with this. And we can't also forget Shushu, thank you too sweetheart ;*

And the 200,000 iiiiis ...

2010-06-06T09:44:00.000+03:00

*drum roll*

Ghalia T.

*تصفيق حااار*

Dear Ghalia,

Congratulations :-)

Now you get to ask me aything you want and i will write a whole post about it.

Love;

Two Hundered Thousand :D

2010-06-04T19:35:00.004+03:00

Hello .. :)

Please look at the counter to your right..

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Are you number 200,000 ?!?!?

To answer your questions ..

2010-06-04T00:48:00.002+03:00

I didn't exactly ask X for a divorce.

No marriage is perfect, and mine certainly is no exception!

The truth of the matter is that we went through some really tough patch. I don't know what went wrong exactly but 6 months ago we just couldn't communicate any more. We argued over everything, the silliest things!

What happened to us? I can't explain it!..
He couldn't talk to me without raising his voice. And I couldn't stand to look at his face.
O kel hatha over what? Madry!! There was no reason to explain it really!!

The situation started to get really ridiculous. And I was begining to suffocate. That's when the thought of a divorce crossed my mind: To hell with all of that I want to live in peace.

But..
Would a divorce really bring me peace?

X is a good man.
I know he loves me.
Do I really want to lose him?

No.
I need to fix this.
Fix it good.
Then ana ra7 atghalla and make him beg for rethaay.

So what did I do?

"InshaAllah"
"3ala amrik"
"elly tabeeh"

Simple soothing words to calm his agitated nerves.

And that is all that it took :)

He put down his armour and surrendered.
o reja3 le methel el awwal o a7san, rubby laka el7amd.

Ghalabtah bl 6eeb ;)

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Kuwait is just buzzing with the news of the engagement of Dalal- a beautiful kuwaiti girl, to Marwan bin Maktoum. And the melcha was today. And I'm genuinly happy for them.

I dont really know the girl. But I want to wish them all the best.
Allah yebarek lohom o ybarek 3alaihom o yejma3 bainhom eb kel khair ya rub :)

التاج السلطاني

2010-06-02T11:00:00.005+03:00

قوانين التاج السلطاني

اذكر اسم من طلب منك حل هذا الواجب
تحدث عن ستة أسرار قد لا يكتشفها من يقابلك للمرة الأولى
حول هذا الواجب إلى ستة مدونين، واذكر أسماءهم مع روابط مدوناتهم في موضوعك
اترك تعليقا في مدونة من حولت الواجب إليهم، ليعلموا عن هذا الواجب

I've been tagged by the lovely Danderma.

6 secrets about me.. hmmm well that's a bit difficult .. let's see

I only breathe from one nostril at a time as they seem to hate each other and refuse to inhale air together!

People who see us together (X and I) would never guess that just 6 months ago I considered asking X for a divorce.

Not a day goes by without me singing and dancing :)

I always always stop to let padestrians cross the street, especially when I'm on my way to Salhiya. Even the little-est deeds count.

I can't say No.

I have the memory of a gold fish :(

I pass this over to- not bloggers, sorry- but to 6 of my lovely readers:

Mrs Chuck Bass

Dalal- Spoiled Gift

Hesperus

Blah

Can I add more?

Bloggers this time, because that's what is do asked of me..

I would love to know the secrets of these girls ;)

Confashion

(Would she do it? madry let's see!)

Chicken Soup

Moi

Green Eggs & Balalee6

Swaira

Anony

I would have loved to tag Fourme, but she is too tired after her 2nd chemo and we wish her all well :*

What did you do last night?

2010-05-28T15:56:00.004+03:00

I went to a beautiful wedding yesterday.

Everything was perfection.

It was by far the best party ever.

Did you see me there? ;)

Ask Me Anything!

2010-05-25T08:39:00.005+03:00

For all the malgoofeen ppl out there..
Now you can ask me anything..
O Allah yaster..
*gulp*

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Check the link on the right and post your questions,
o shway shway 3alay..

Love;
GG

دعوة بظهر الغيب

2010-05-20T19:41:00.001+03:00

Further to my post: This is for you, FOURME, I invite you all to visit this link:pray44me.com, to show support to our amazing friend.

Please believe in the power of a prayer
دعوة المؤمن لأخيه المؤمن بظهر الغيب مستجابة بإذن الله

Allah yeshafeeha o yemen 3alaiha bl se77a wl 3afya we farri7 gulb omha feeha ya rub.

*A sincere thank you goes to the wonderful Anas (Ame), who was generous enough to set up this website. You are a great friend indeed.

Your Feedback is Much Appreciated

2010-05-18T22:38:00.000+03:00

Dear readers,

I have been receiving emails asking me to advertise some events and products.

What do you think?

Love;
GG

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2010-05-18T16:41:00.001+03:00

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2010-05-18T11:51:00.000+03:00

Trapped - Thank you Note

2010-05-17T08:49:00.002+03:00

Dear wonderful readers of mine..

I was overwhelmed with your response to Trapped posts. It made my heart swell with gratitude to see you all reach out and offer your full support.

I have been following your comments with much appreciation. The kindness of you all rendered me speechless and assured me that eldenya lel7en eb khair dam feeha amthalkom.

However, I couldn't help but flinch upon reading some comments. I know you all wanted to help but using cruel words such as "Pathetic", and "Crap" was un-necessary. You can get your message across without adding salt to her open wounds. Ehya feeha elly kafeeha. And I think we can cut her some slack if she sounded a bit huffy now don't you agree?

The situation of Trapped is far more serious and complicated than anyone can ever imagine. I can't go into details but you need to know that she is not in Kuwait, and the ruling royal family is involved. She is truely held captive in a country where she knows no one.

So please, no judgement. I feel protective of her and Í want this space to be an oasis of love and support for her.

And to all of those who sent me private msgs. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. I will sure forward all your emails to her.

Love;
GG

Trapped - 2

2010-05-16T14:16:00.003+03:00

From: Trapped
Sent: Sunday, May 16, 2010 5:21:12 AM
To: red.glitter@hotmail.com
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Glitter,

I'm writing this to you with a heavy heart and tears rolling down my face.
When I gave you permission to publish my letter, I thought, ok, people will read it, each one will look at it in their own way. Some might relate to the story, some might know someone who's in a similiar situation, some might just remove their blindfold and finally look at the world we live in.
I knew there would be comments
I knew there would be words of wisdom
I knew there would be lots of prayers
But so many questions, and so much hope and so much more encouragment.
No, that i never expected. I didn't even want it.

I've been living in a shell for the past 10 years, these wonderful comments, they just cracked the shell open. And with what? Simple nice words! Nothing else.

And now i feel so exposed, so vulnerable and mostly so weak.

I can't do this anymore. I'm not used to receiving this type of emotion and it's making me feel human. I don't want it.
I'm not treated like a human, what gives me the right to live like one?

Today for the first time, when my husband cursed me i felt my lungs close, when he beat me, my heart shattered and when he fucked me i felt the abuse reach my soul.
I've never cried out in pain infront of him, but today i did! And you know what? He loved it
He loved every single bit of it.

Everyone is like leave, just leave, why are you with him?
Why wouldn't I want to leave?
But you all just don't understand how hard it is to even think about it. How scary it is. And how impossible it is.

Where I come from you need to have connections, know the right people to get what you want.
Who do I know? The last time I had a friend I was 16 years old.

what if I try and get caught? Then what? The little bit of mercy he has on me on rare occasions will be gone too.

And even if I did manage to get away?
What will I do? I have no money, I haven't finished high school, never even been to a university.
I don't even have a drivers license!

The comments are a cold glass of water for someone who has been stuck in the hot desert for a long time.
But when happenes when the glass of water is over? When you've drank every drop and can't find more?
Will you be able to survive the thirst the way you used to?

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Trapped

2010-05-12T13:23:00.005+03:00

Dear Glitter;

Where shall I start from?

The time when my father forced me in to this marriage?
Or the time when I decided to accept my life the way it was?

How about the beginning.

I'm an only child. My mom passed away when i was 6 years old.
My dad was devastated and went into some sort of trance: Work. Home. Dinner. Sleep.
So i had to learn to take care of myself. Which I did, extremely well. By the age of 12 I was an expert at cooking, cleaning and getting As at school.

And even though my dad was the way he was, I still loved him. To me, he was my father, my mother, my brother, my sister, my best friend and on the 6th of May 2000, my enemy.

I walked into the house that day to find a rather good-looking man in his mid thirties sitting next to my dad drinking coffee. As soon as I walked in, the mans eyes lit. I literally saw a light switch on in his eyes, i just quickly mumbled a hello, and walked away.
My dad came into the room a couple of hours later, giving me news that not only shattered me, but my world, my life and everything else in it.
That man had come to ask for my hand in marriage.

I was 16. He was 38.

I was shocked, confused, terrified, and mostly angry at my father for even thinking about it.
But unfortunately there was nothing i could do. For a lot of personal family reasons, i was forced to say yes.

We were married a month later on the 5th of June.

To many women, marriage is a 'Get-Out-Of-Jail' ticket. They get married, and leave their brothers/fathers watchful eyes.

To me it was entering prison. Where every bit of freedom was taken away from me.
10 years later, i'm still here. Trapped.

To my husband i'm just a sex toy. Someone to fuck when horny. Someone who will be there just to give pleasure. Someone who will make every fantasy come true. Someone who will satisfy every single sexual whim. There aren't my words. They belong to Him. He made that clear to me on the first night after our wedding.

By now i'm sure you must have guessed that i'm his second wife.
My husband married me for my looks and only that. He said that he saw me around, and just fell in love with my beauty.
I always loved the way I looked. Not because I was pretty. But because I looked exactly like my mother. I always thought i had inherited the most perfect genes, the big hazel eyes, silky raven hair, and a curvy little figure.
From the moment he uttered those words, i hated myself, i hated everything about me. I hated my mother.

He told me his first wife was the mother of his kids, and the love of his life. But she was incapable of doing what he needed and - To my amazement - his respect for her wouldn't allow him to ask her in the first place.
I remember whispering "Respect? Do you even know what respect is?" Only to find his fingers wrenched in my hair pulling violently at the strands. All for having a "bad mouth".

I knew then and there, that he could do anything to get what he wanted. I had to be smart. I had to be better. I had to close every type of emotion in my body. I had to be numb.

The first 3 years of my married life were pure hell. I was a beginner and his sexual needs were something i had never even heard off. If i failed to "perform" i received a hard slap on the face. Soon i began to get the flow of it. I was prepared when he would walk into the room. From the clothes, make up, hair, candles, lighting, music. Everything would be ready. That made him less angry, I realized.
Six more years passed, with the same routine. And me being the perfectionist that I am, have managed to get another A in this filthy, degrading habit of his.

I never told anyone about all this. I'm pretty sure my severe change of personality and attitude knotted a lot of eyebrows in concern. But for some reason or the other, no one ever asked me. "Is everything okay?" Therefore i never said.

Maybe they saw the First Class tickets, glittering diamonds and a huge mansion and thought being rich has made me cold, arrogant and proud.
If they only knew.

But now here I am, pouring out my dark life to you

No, i don't need any advice.
No, i don't need your sympathy either.

I have learnt to live like this, taking care of myself was the first thing i taught myself. I'm good at it.

I have been wanting to tell you my story for a long time. But i found my fingers freezing over the keyboard every single time i tried.
Speaking after having sealed my lips for 10 years was hard. And even harder was re-living every memory, writing it down and watching it stare back at me.

I just want to show you a little bit of the cruelty that takes place in this world.
So you can pass this message on to your readers and tell them what happens to some unfortunate souls behind closed doors. What kind of abuse they go through, how they try to deal with the situation, to the extent that one day, when i just couldn't take it anymore, i sat on my prayer rug and begged God to take my life. I just didn't want to live anymore. Who was I living for? What was I doing with my life? Where was this heading? What's in it for me at the end? Question after question formed in my mind. But the scariest one was "Who am I?". A Wife? A Slave? A Prostitute? A Victim?

I had lost my identity along the way. Unfortunately I still haven't found the answer to this question.

So now, all i want you to do is write about something that relates to this. Relates to being traumatized, alone, scared, abandoned. In a marriage.
You have a lot of readers. Followers.

It will help someone.

This is for you, FOURME

2010-05-10T16:25:00.004+03:00

I came to know her through this blogging world, and let me tell you, I was shocked at first with her foul mouth - she curses like nobody can imagine and no line of her posts is ever free of a cussing word here or there *rolling eyes*.

But the thing that kept me going back to read more and more of her is her honesty. She's very true to herself and she tells it like she sees it. This is a quality I most admire becoz in this fake world we live in, it's really a pleasure meeting geniune people. People who embrace who they are and speak their mind and stand for what they believe in.

The very out-spoken FOURME has just had her 29th birthday
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And she also has just discovered that she has cancer.

So I ask you, every one of you who is reading this, to send out a prayer for her.

And to you FOURME
Happy Happy Birthday, and many more happy days inshaAllah to come.

We love you, we will be cheering you on and sending out our love and prayers, and we do really believe you can beat this thing and come out better, and stronger.

Love;
GG

Min Sijhom?!

2010-05-09T14:46:00.000+03:00

I can never understand the infatuation with Pinkberry :/

Can someone please let me know what the fuss is all about ?!

.. لاجل عين

2010-05-08T12:34:00.002+03:00

يالله جهزتي؟

بسرعة لا نتأخر

يقول

وأقوم وقلبي ثقيل

أغير ملابسي وأحط كحلتي

أدخل وتصد

جو يسوده الصمت والتوتر

وأروح لعندها واسلّم

علشانه

أحاول أشحن نفسي بكل حيوية وإيجابية

وصوتي أحقنه بجرعة من المرح إضافية

وأكسر الجو وأبتسم

علشانه

أجامل

وأضغط على نفسي

أكره روحي وأنا رايحة

وهم أروح

وأرجع وأنا زايدة جروح

ووسط همي وأمواج أفكاري

أعصّب وأقاطع؟ والا أظل على نهجي ساري؟

.. يرن فجأة تلفوني

أنا شايف وعارف، ويوم عن يوم بعيني تكبرين ويزيد مقدارج

الله يخليج لي يالغالية

Why I was away ..

2010-05-07T13:02:00.002+03:00

Date: Sun 2 May 2010 02:34:39
Subject: La wala?
From: Um-Mit3ib
To: Glitter al Glittery

ur blog private wana mo m3zoma???!!!

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And the answer to that email was:

I didn't go private, I went into hiding again..
After el khe6ba was announced, alot of ppl started paying attention to msgat elkhe6ba and asking around, so I freaked out :/

Sometimes I just get tired and agool khalas mo ella, let the whole world know who i am.. Bas fashla inna I wrote about so many intimate details about me and X *blush*

So I deleted some posts, o inshaAllah khair ..

Thank you all who asked about me:

-wink!
Shoosh <3
S.
Virgo Star
Um-Mit3ib
Hesperus
Mrs Chuck Bass

Love you all my readers wallah, the above mentioned names more than other ;)

Love is in the Air

2010-04-26T20:03:00.005+03:00

الله يبارك لهم، ويبارك عليهم

ويجمع بينهم بكل خير يا رب

البيت تلفه غيمة من السعادة

والجو كله استبشار و ليتات وضو

الوجوه تعلو محياها الابتسامة

والعيون من فرط الفرح دامعة

وانا بينهم

أناظرهم

قلبي من مكانه بينشلع

ثنائي ولا أروع

أنزل راسي، أغمض عيوني، أتمتم بالمعوذات

عسى ربي يحفظهم بعينه اللي ما تنام

قولولولوووووووووووووش

أسمع اليباب

أفز وارفع راسي

ومن بعيد أشوفها

ويطير قلبي لها

يالله اش كثر أحبج يا يمه

وتم تحديد الموعد

وانا كل اللي شاغل بالي ألحين

شنو راح ألبس؟

In the Name of Love .. 2

2010-04-16T17:18:00.002+03:00

She was full of life, fun to be with, simply fantabulous. When she walks into a room, heads would turn, and people would stop to stare. But she didn't pay attention to any of that because she had eyes only for him.

But, he told her he can't marry her unless she wears a Hijab. His religious parents would never approve unless she covers her head.

She resents the Hijab, and she can never see herself wearing it. But her love for him was bigger than anything else, so she agreed, and they got married.

He was so happy and proud of her he showered her with gifts; car, jewellery.. And although she was all fun and smiles, you can't help but notice a bit of resentment to that piece of fabric on top of her head.

Several years into the marriage, and a couple of kids later, on a regular boring day, she gets one piece of news that shattered her whole being:

"Her dear husband married someone else, hair and all. No Hijab was ever required" !

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Know what she did next?

In the Name of Love ..

2010-04-10T15:27:00.003+03:00

She was raised in a pious home. Her religious father has a long beard, and her mother is met7ajba. So it was very natural of her to wear the Hijab at a very early age.

The little girl grew up, and she had her father's trust, and mother's confidence. They didn't hold her back from fulfilling any of her dreams. So she tarvelled, graduated from college, got her dream job. And then ...

She fell in love,
heads over heals in love, ...
But...

He told her he wouldn't marry her unless she takes off her Hijab !!

And...

she did!

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Have you ever done something stupid in the name of Love?

The things people do ...

2010-04-07T10:39:00.002+03:00

.... in the name of LOVE !!

Yesterday, while I was sitting in some gathering, I heard some stories that made my eyes pop out of my head.

It made me really believe that Love is Blind!
- Or maybe it is just that ppl are so desparate to love and be loved!!

I would share those stories with you soon, but first check out this picture:

Now don't get me wrong, I love Madonna. Not only is she one of the greatest artists out there, but she is also gorgeous.

That being said, I think it's time for me now to take photoshop lessons :D

Randomi-dom dom

2010-03-09T21:56:00.003+03:00

My most favourite looks of Oscars 2010

I'm happy for Sandra Bullock. I really am :)

She strikes me as a really nice lady; Funny, real and down to earth.

I just loved LOVED her speech when she won. It was heart warming, yet hilarious at the same time, and I loved her all the more for it.

ندااااء نداااااء

إلى أم متعب اللي تاعبتنا معاها

نحن الأغلبية الصامتة، راح نطلع من طورنا

ونطالب بتفسير لغيابك المفاجئ

كما نناشدك بفتح أبواب مدونتك المغلقة

ودمتم بخير ومحبة

Would you rather be constantly labeled as "طيوبة وحبوبة وايد"?

Or would you prefer "Pretty and Sexy"?

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I went through some major dilemma a while back that made me hysterically explode in a way I never thought I was capable of!

The funny thing is, after all that hoopla and when the dust of the aftermath finally settled down, I discovered a silver lining to this battle. Something really good came out of it and I was smiling again.

God works in mysterious ways and I truelly believe that everything Allah katbah is for the best, even if you don't realize it at the moment. Just have faith and you will see :)

وعسى أن تكرهوا شيئا وهو خيرٌ لكم

BRING IT ONNNNN ....

2010-03-02T00:12:00.001+03:00

*Details when I calm down.

The day of Teddy

2010-02-14T14:31:00.003+03:00

I wake up late today.

I walk lazily out of my room into the living room when I stop dead in my tracks.

There, on the center table, standing long and proud, is a bouquet of red roses.

I should be touched, right?

I should go all Awwwww and stuff..

Instead my reaction was more

WHAT THE HECK, heheheheh ?!?!?!

Let me explain:

The flowers was arranged in the most old fashion way ever, with an ugly white teddy bear holding a heart in both arms !!!

A teddy, seriously ?!?!

C'MON!

I call X to thank him,

ma gassar 7bibi..

"So do you like it? " he asks.

chan atwahhag!

"Ummmm, u know there is a teddy bl mawtho3, right? "

"Really? " He cracks out laughing

"Ee, holding a giant red heart that says I love you"

"La wallah ? Hahahahahah. You know you have to thank my secretary for that"

"Is that right? I'll be sure to call her then"

"X's office, good morning"

"Hi, is that you Angy? "

"Yes, hello Mrs X"

"Hello Angy. Happy Valentine's day"

"Oh thank you Mrs X, happy Valentines to you as well. Have you received your flowers? "

"Yes dear, thank you very much "

"No problem at all. Allah yekhalleekon la ba3d inshaAllah"

"Thanks Angy. However, I will be emailing you a list of my favourite florists for next time"

A moment pause, then I hear her voice: "Sure"

"Thanks again dear, and have a lovely day"

"You're most welcome"

*Smile*

Now I can go though the day knowing that this adversity will never happen again

Happy V-Day all ;*

I was asked to spread the word, so here goes:

2010-02-09T17:13:00.004+03:00

~K-town Carnival~

is your ultimate destination this February for a different kind of FUN!

K-town Karnival is not just another exhibition, as we’re working our heads off to make you want to come the next day for more!

Yeah.. We want to see your “true” soul shine through this festive journey.. With you -our beautiful crowd- let’s make it something “un-6abee3i”.. To let us build you the same FUN factory for years to come “inshaaAllah” (“, )

Join us for 3 days for some great shopping, yummy treats, fascinating shows & much more at

-------K-Town Karnival-------

* For business guys & business gals, use the info below to contact us for more details.

ktown.carnival@gmail.com
55377363 – 55377383
Our facebook group, click here.

Looking forward to seeing u all there :)

Tweet tweet ..

2010-02-08T18:45:00.001+03:00

So I finally joined Twitter,

username GlitzyLee

I'm so clueless I feel lost!!

Do you tweet?

If you do, do you like it?

Gossip Girl- KUWAIT EDITION!!

2010-02-05T17:08:00.006+03:00

Have you heard?

"Gossip girl is here ..

Your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Kuwait, and i have the biggest news ever..

people of k-town, watch your back
cause you never know whos watching..
you can run, but now theres no hiding..

I'll be having lots of news for everyone from my personal sources.

p.s. if there anything you guys are in need to tell the whole of kuwait, just msg.
Don't worryy snitches, you won't be mentioned ;)

you know you love me
xoxo
-Gossip Girl."

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Yes,
this girl has no life other than to spread her poison of rumours and lies.

She mainly talks about the boys and girls in private school, but what made my blood boil is that she tarnishes the name of their parents as well.

I just read one of her msgs by accident, and my heart almost stopped.
The profanities, the carelessness of bringing up full names of ppl we know and love, the foul description of what she claims they did, the horrifying details...

My eyes popped out of their sockets and my jaw dropped to the floor.

3aib ..
La mo bas 3aib...
It's 7aram!
Allah amar bl seter.
welly yaqthef elmo79anat 3eqbaha 3ind Allah ma3roof..

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I was just told the girl got caught,
someone hacked her account and found out her name,
other story say a bunch of guys went to her house and threatened to kill her,
they say she was badly beaten,
they say she stopped going to school..

I say,
Allah yaster 3alaina o yahdi iljamee3

شفتووووه ؟؟؟

2010-01-23T21:56:00.001+03:00

Did you see it?
Yesterday night on MBC max, did you see it?

I should have posted abt it ams, so the ppl who didn't get to see it can go watch the re-run but X came home o sak 3alay :-/

تخيلواا
فيلم هندي مدبلج
مو للعربية، لاااااااا باللهجة الكويتية

"ما أقدر أشوف هالعيون الحلوة تبجي"
يقولها جذيه

"يالبايخ"
ترد عليه

Hehehehe

But I really enjoyed it..

The movie was RICH:

Beautiful scenary
Amazing costumes
Wonderful songs/ dances <--- 6ab3an ashoof waqallid 3ala 6ool :$

And if that all didn't convince you to sit and watch,
then kefaya agool "Ashwarya Rai" bs !!

يا ربي هالبنت جمالها يمصع القلب

كان صوتها بالكويتي حلو ، سامعته من قبل، غمضت عيوني و قعدت أدقق

عرفتها

عرفت صوت منو

:-)

بس اللي مثل دور البطل ما عرفته

كان صوته بعد حلو، دافي ولايق على الدور

:-/

منو الشاطر اللي يقدر يقول لي منو صوت شاروه خان؟

Bo Sal3a is THE MAN

2010-01-21T13:32:00.003+03:00

So yesterday, I was reading my magazine when X comes in after work, all excited, and says:
" You wouldn't believe what she wore today! "

I roll my eyes, and play along.
" And what did little miss Gorgeous wear today? "

" A skirt this short" , he puts his hand to mid thigh, "Aaaand heels this long", he gestures with his hands.
"I'm telling you Gigi, that girl is simply WOW"

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X has been noticing this girl ever since she started working in the same building. He know nothing about her except that she is drop-dead-gorgeous, very stylish, tikana ma ta36y wayh, aaaand the only solid info he got is that she drives a G-Class off-Roadster, or what we call Mercerdes Box Jeep!

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He picks up the phone:
"I'm calling Bo Sal3a"

"What for?! "

"I want him to get me her name, hathy ma tet6awwaf"

I shrug and go back to reading Elle. I hear him dictate her license plate to his friend and hang up.

Bo Sal3a never disappoints!
5 minutes later, X's mobile rings. He picks it up. But..... I hear him shout at his friend!!

"What's the matter? Didn't he get you her name? "

"He did, he got me her full name. It's ****** **** Al ****** "

"So why were you upset with him? "

"Coz that's all that he got me. Mako address, mako shy. What if this is her mother's name. I need more info "

My eyebrows hit the roof, like huh?
"And you expect him to get these details how ballah? "

"Madry yetsarraf"

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And just before I finish "10 hot looks for the Spring" article, his mobile rings again. And this time I hear him laughing and thanking the dude.

X comes to me, looking all triumphant, and hands me a small piece of paper.

I read and there is not only the girl's name,
but her detailed address,
and............

HER BIRTHDAY!!!

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"She's perfect for your brother, isn't she? ", he looks at me with a big smile.
I smile back and nod my head, "Indeed" !

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So little miss Gorgeous with your boxy mercedes jeep, if you are anything like my hubby described, please expect a handsome young man lurking around in your building in an attempt to see you. And if all goes well, we should be calling your mother by the end of this month ;-)

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Does he make the list, FourMe?

2010-01-20T09:25:00.002+03:00

زوجي خجووول

2010-01-12T10:30:00.002+03:00

Remember the story of the guy who was disgusted by marriage, published a couple of postes ago?

Well, I think I found his wife complaining in another forum!

It's either that, or this particular problem is more common than I ever imagined :-/

Read this:

السلام علييكم بنات انا يديده بالمنتدى واشتركت فيه على أمل ألقالي حل حق مشكلتي اللي أحس ان مالها حل مشكلتي اهيا مع زوجي....ه

صارلي الحين معاه 3 شهور من تزوجنا....وزوجي باختصار انسان بارد !!ه

شلون بارد؟؟ انا اقولج....ه

يعني تخيلو ان اول شهر ما لمسني ولا حتى مسك ايدي !! ظلينا شهر كامل جذي حالتنا !! مع اني والله ماقصرت معاه وكل يوم اكشخ على أمل يقرب، بس يحسسني اني واحد من الربع.... وكل ما قلت حق وحده من رفيجاتي قالت ريلج فيه بلى!! وماكو ريال طبيعي يسوي جذي مع العلم اني كلمته بفتره الخطبه وكان حده حبوووووووب واللي علقني فيه انه واايد غشمرجي ويحب يضحك بس كان خجووووووووووووووووول وااااايد

كل من قالي نادر ما تلاقين واحد خجوول ويستحي بهالزمن,,,, فــ اعتبرت هالصفه اللي فيه صفة حلوه و موعيب

وأنا نوعي كتومه اشوي وما احب اقول حق احد عن حياتي الخاصة... فسكت على سالفه ان ما قرب مني شهر كامل وما قلت حق أهلى...بعد شهر كامل أختى سألتني " دخل علييج" قلتلها لأ حتى ما لمسني !!ه

طبعا اختي كبرت الموضوع المهم ان وصل الخبر حق امه عن طريق أمي، فاتحته امه بالموضوع جان يقولها ان يستحي واايد والمفروض انا اللي أبدي اقرب منه مو أهوه !!!ه

ودخل عليي بعد شهر ونص بالغصب !!ه

معروووف ان الريال اهو المفروض يبدي الموضوع وماتيي من المرأة لانه المرأة بحكم واقعنا لازم يكون فيها حياء، لكن مع زوجي انقلبت الآيه... بنات أنا وايد متضايقة و مو حابه طبيعته وساعات احس اني اكرهه واحسه ماكو شخصيه اللي يبيني أنا أسوي كل شي........امي تقولي صبري عليه بس والله مو قادره واستحي ابطل معاه الموضوع الخجل الزايد اللي فيه احسه انعكس عليي وخلاني اخجل منه وااااايد !! ماجنه زوجي احسه انسان غريب عليي ولاني ماخذه راحتي معااااه برايكم شالحل؟؟؟؟ه

بلييييز ساعدوني ماني قادره اصبر اكثر!! ه

Sad :(

American In Kuwait

2010-01-04T10:08:00.001+03:00

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.

~William Shakespeare

Dear readers of mine;

I just received this by email and the writer would like to know your opinions about her problem. Kindly share your thoughts and help ease the pain of Lovesick:

Hi!

I am an avid follower of your blog and I really like your style. Even though, of course, I can't always understand all the Arabic, it's been a great tool in helping me learn the language - well, and classes and cd's, blah blah blah :P

I'm writing because, like I said before, I'm American. I live and work in Kuwait and have for the past 18 months. I love the country, the culture, the learning (about the country and myself) and the travel that I've been doing since I arrived. Anyway, the gist of my problem is this: I met (by chance and I was totally not looking for it) and later fell in love with a Kuwaiti guy.... a wonderful, honest guy who also fell in love with me. To the extent that I would choose to make the rest of my life here, with him, and would be happy and lucky to do so.

We dated for several months and he went to his parents to discuss marriage - a big no. They wouldn't accept it, they would never accept me because of my nationality. Not religon, surprisingly, but because they rejected the idea of an American in their family. I am knowledgeable about the culture and traditions, and I know that this is not unusual thinking here, and that where I'm from is altogether different - I respect this. But, I have never been in love before this, and I've never been so devastated. I'm not young (mid 20's) and I'm not usually naive, but I truly thought that any parent would want their child to be happy... even if it is not ideal. That maybe in time they would come to be.... not thrilled, but ok, with it.

Neither of us (him or me) would marry without their knowledge and at least acceptance, not even an option. His love and respect for his family is one of his most attractive qualities.

I guess what I'm looking for is advice. I need rationale, any explanation, any advice - anything to help me move on and come to terms with this loss. So I thought I would appeal to your mass audience and get a more Kuwaiti-esque opinion. Is it really so horrifying a thought that I (an educated, well-traveled, caring girl, who happens to be American) be a part of a Kuwaiti family? My family is not thrilled at the thought of my life being in Kuwait, but they will do anything for me to be happy. They would visit and be supportive.

Very much appreciate your help!
Lovesick

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Kissing is BAD, just shake the HAND!

2009-12-16T11:54:00.004+03:00

عن حذيفة، أن النبي- صلى الله عليه وسلم- قال: ((إن المؤمن إذا لقي المؤمن فسلم عليه وأخذ بيده فصافحه تناثرت خطاياهما كما يتناثر ورق الشجر))ه

In 3aza, when I go to pay my respects, the most thing I dread is having to kiss all the people in line. I go to offer my condolences to a friend and I end up kissing all her family. LAISH?!

I remember when we had a 3aza of our own, I used to HATE it. People I know and don't know pull me close and shower me with kisses. And I grew tired of it, and somewhat disgusted to be honest.

My most annoying experiences is when they kiss you and blow on you, I mean they literally exhale while kissing and their breath just blows at the side of your face *shivers*

And when they kiss you and their cheeks are so moist with foundation it actually sticks to your face *yuck*

Oh, and some people even kiss you twice, bl dakhla o bl 6al3a :-(

I try to extend my arm to offer a handshake, but no they pull you o lazem they kiss you. AND I'M HERE TO TELL YOU TARA WALLAH MO LAZEM YOU KISS.

Mind you, I don't do that. I just offer my hand and sincere words of "3atham Allah ajerkom", or "3asa mathwah eljanna", o that's it.

So pls ppl,

A hand shake is enough,

so pls, just kiss and hug the person you came for, and as for the rest of the family a handshake is enough wallah.

No need to go on kissing the whole neighbourhood!

"La lil qubolaat, na3am lel mosafa7aat"

Aslun you get more ajer this way..

Who's with me?

أبي أطلقها بس كاسرة خاطري

2009-12-06T13:06:00.004+03:00

Due to lack of inspiration, I thought i would share this with you all.

I found this in some forum where you can post your problem and others will try their best to help you.

I found it to be a very disturbing matter, and a bit sad actually, and I apologize in advance if this will make the reader a bit sick in the stomache.

Never-the-less:
I loved the replies he got ;)

Check it out:

PROBLEM

السلام عليكم والرحمه

انا رجل عمري 23 سنه

تزوجت بفتاه الكل يتمنى ان يتزوج منها لانها كامله والكمال لله

المهم زوجتي عمرها 19 وحلوه وطيبه وتسوي كل شي عشان تراضيني

وتلبس لبس قصير وضيج بس ابدااا ماتغريني لاني اصلن مجابلنها 24 ساعه

اذا دق شي براسي اسويه .. وهي وايد متعبه عمرها .. ومرات ماطيق اجوف ويهها ابدا

لمهم انا من تزوجتها صارلنا خمس شهور .. ما قرّبت منها إلا كذا مرتين بس ..اول مره بليله عمر ( طبعن محد يطوفها ) ثاني مره قبل كم اسبوع

المشكله اني احس انها جريئه وتبي كل شي اسويه يعنى الوضعيه ...... و ......وتباني اقبلها بفمها وباقي اعضاء جسمها ..بس انا ما بحب لاني تزوجت اريد ان اكون ابا وليس ماهر بالجنس كأنها تريدني ان اصبح اسد

وانا طبعن ماقبلتها ولما أخلص منها سيده اتسبح واشعر بالقشعريره ولا اريد ان اتذكر هالشي

وانا حالا اريد ان ارجع عزوبي زي ماكنت قبل وكرهت شي اسمه زواج ..واستغفر الله حسيت ان الزواج مصدر للقرف واللوعه

واريد ان اطلقها لكنها تكسر بخاطري واااااااااايد وااااااااايد خبروني كيف اطلقها شو الطرق اتبعها عشان اطلقها

ANSWERS

مع الاسف ماقدر اقول عنك غير انك طفل بجسم كبير .. منت جاهز للزواج ولا تعرف شنو الزواج اصلا ولا انت كفو تتحمل مسؤولية ليش تتعبث ببنت الناس ؟؟ تتكلم عن بنت الناس انها جريئة وهي تطلب حقها الشرعي .. شافت اللي قدامها قطو قالت في خاطرها خليني انا احاول عل وعسى لكن الضرب في الميت حرام .روح روح طلقها عساها تلقى رجل بحق وحقيق

غريبه هي ماطلبت الطلاق ولا مثلك ماينصبر عليه .. اجل قشعريره وين يالاخو بالاسكيمو

سؤال

هل انت جنس ثالث او تحس ان شاذ جنسيا ( من اصحاب الميول المثلية ) اما نعم على الجواب اعلاه او انك تستهبل

اولأ اشكر اخوى الي في الرد الأول قال كلمة لو تفهم معناه يالوح يمكن يصحى ضميرك

انت فعلاً طفل

ويمكن الطفل احسن منك

بصراحه اقول لك انت منت كفو ولا تستاهل بنت الناس أجل فيه واحد فيه ذره من الايمان والحيا يتكلم بكلامك الحقير هذى زوجتك مو من الشارع ولا من بنات الهوى غصب عنك تسعدها وتحطها في عيونك لكن الغلط على اللى زوجك يفكرون انك رجال وقد المسئوليه ( صغير السن طيشاني )والله لو من الشارع كان عاملتها احسن معاملة لكن عقلك صغيرالمشكله كاتب يبي يصير ابو عيال

اقول روح العب بعيد الله يعينها عليك ويصبرها ويكتب لها الاجر وانا اعتقد ان ما يجي من وراك اجر

بصراحه انت اما أهبل او أهبل

يعني الواحد يوم يبي يستهبل يجيب سالفة تدخل الراس مو يستهبل بسالفه مثل وجهه

هاذي اخرت أم بي سي 3 وتأثيرها على عالم الاطفال

عشان كذا بكلمك بنفس المنطق اخوي لازم تشوف غريندايزر يمكن تتمرجل شوي

الغريب في القصة كلها انه هي ما اشتكت انت اللي اتكلمت و يا ليت شكوتك طلب للعلاج او المساعده

لا ما تبي تكسر خاطرها لا حبيبي انت المكسور من راسك لرجولك

هنا المشكلة بزران و يسمون نفسهم رجال و انا مو مستغربة القصة لأن اعرف وحده بنفس قصته لكن تركت له البيت وخلته يعيش طفولته لحاله و لحقت عمره

او يللي شايف حالك رجال تعلم المرجله ايش هيا و تعلم ايش هي الحياة والزواج و الابوة و بعدين اتكلمو طبعا الكل ما قصر بالرد عليك

و من السماجه انك تسمي هذي مشكلة

اصلا انت صغير منت حق زواج .. ورا مزوجينك اهلك بدري عزالله ظلموك وظلموها

انا مابي احط بذمتي

بس طرالي شيء

شكل انت ماعندك ميول للبنات ابد

مادامك تبي العزوبيه ليه تزوجت ولا بناااات الناس لعبه بإيدينكم

تلاقيها حطمتها وحطمت أنوثتها وجزاها

تصبرعلى البزرنه اللي هي شايفتها منك تبي تطلقهاولا بعد تبي طفل اقول قسم بالله مالومك الوم الأهل اللي ظلمو البنت

لحول الله فيه رجال يقول هالكلااام

اول شي كيف تبي تصير اب على قولك < امحق ابو وانت تتقرف منها اجل من وين تبي يجي الطفل تبيه جاهز يجيبونه لك من غير علاااقه

الشرهه مو عليك الشره على اللي وافق يزوجك انت شكلك ماتعرف معنا الزواج شفت الناس تتزوج وقلت يلا بسوي مثلهم

روح كمل دراستك او العب مع الاطفال وخلي الزواج لغيرك

ياحراااام كسرت بخاطري

ليش أهلك يزوجوك ..والله مامعاهم حق يظلموك ...

انت حدك غرفة مليانه دببه صغار ماسكين قلوب .. ودولاب مليان فساتين .. بتلبئ لك

..الله يجرحهم بمنديل زي ماجرحوا مشاعرك ...

أستغفر الله العظيم وأتوب اليه

قرف بعينك يامقرف !!!!! أنت مو بحق زواج أنت لوووووووووووووووووح

أحلا أيام الأيام الأولى بالزواج لكن ماعندك سالفة يهب ياوجهك!!!!!!!!!!!!!! لكن تبي رأيي طلقها خلها تشوفلها رجال يكيفها أحسن منك أنت ووجهك

!!!!

المشكلة ان قرندايزر بطلوا يعرضونه من سنين

فالافضل ان يشرب شراب الشعير اللي حاطين دعايه فيه و يقول صاحب الدعاية (( استرجل ))هه

تتزين لك..! تلبس من أجمل ماعندها من ملابس..!! تلبس ضيج على قولك..!! تحاول تقرب منك وتسويك رجال..!وبعد كل هذا تشعر بالقشعريره .!! هه

أنما أقول أن صايبك حمى من هالحماحيم الي طالعة بالجو..ناس ماتقدر الحياة الزوجية..أحمد ربكـ أنت في نعمه ماهي موجودة عند كثير من الناس ومن ضمنهم أنا

انا بصراحه قبل لاقرى كلامك توقعت ما فيه احد مثل زوجي

بس بعد ما قريته ما اقول الى الله يكون في عونا منكم يا ناقصين العقول

انا اسفه بس من جد نقص عقل انك تتقرف من حلالك الله يشفيكم بسهاي بعد كسرت خاااااااااااااطري

والله زوجتك غبية لانها ساكتة عليك وصابرة على طفل زيك

انت تروح تقعد مع مامى وبابى وسبيك من الجواز

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Pathetic, isn't it?! :(

.... باب يجيك منه الريح

2009-11-30T23:58:00.003+03:00

"Glitter is a big fat lier, I know her and I tell you, don't believe a word she writes"

"She goes on and on about her perfect life with her Mr. X. Amoot wa3aref who she is"

"She makes up fictional stories, and fictional characters, like the girl she talked about at a recent wedding "

"And getting invited to all those weddings? Who is she kidding? "

"Glitter is delusional. I bet she never had a car accident, nor suffered from a tumor. She's a fake"

When I first came into the blog world, I noticed that the main concern of most of the girls is love, and finding Mr. Right. They expect to live a romantic fairy-tale, and so did I at one point of my life.

Romantic movies and fictional novels have distorted our way of thinking. It's not all candy and roses in real life. I see girls all the time lose themselves in the pursuit of love, compromising their way of life for the sake of getting a chance to live a fairy-tale.

This inspired me ..

and my main reason for starting this blog was to project a happy image of a family arranged marriage.

All I wanted to do was give hope that eventually you can find love. Not by breaking the rules and running behind your family's back. Bel 3ax, find love with their blessings.

And I tried the best I can, to convey that no one is perfect. I wrote about my journey as openly as I can. I wrote about the good things, the bad things, and even my fears and doubts. After all, ma7ad feena khaly, ma7ad feena happy 100%. Kilman has their own problems bas elNas malha ella elwajha.

So you can imagine the hurt, and disappointment I feel when I hear people talking about me and saying those things mentioned above. I opened up my life to share and hoped it will be of a help to anyone who needed it. And instead, this is the feedback I'm getting.

Kuwait is small, wl 7achy yedoor o yedoor o yosalny.

What is really heart-breaking is that this awful crusade to "Discover & Distroy Glitter" is being launched by a girl who I used to dayman atsharrag feeha.

What did I do to deserve all of this?

So to her I say,

-Me being clever, and hiding my tracks well, doesn't mean that I am lier.

-You being unable to find out who I am, doesn't mean I fabricated my stories.

And to the other girl who claims she knows me,

I say you are the lier.

How pathetic it is to go around saying you know who I am while you have no clue?.. Wallah when I heard this salfa I was laughing so hard at how desparate you are to be known as the one who knows Glitter.

If you really know the real Glitter, then why don't you tell your friends my real identity?

When they ask you again, spit out my name. Don't hide behind any lame excuse like you have to protect my privacy and such, no.. I hereby give you permission to do so.. Yallah, go a head and tell them who I am, I DARE you.

I'm getting really sick with all of this negativity.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't let this crap get the better of me, I should be stronger. But the truth is: I'm not strong at all.

*sigh*

Anyhoo

I will borrow Shwaish famous sentence, with a little twist of mine, when I say:

I love you all, but some lel2saf, 6a7 mn 3ainy

Tomorrow is ..

2009-11-25T13:48:00.001+03:00

يوم عرفة

I will fast 2moro inshaAllah,

who's with me?

;)

قَالَ رَسُولُ اللَّهِ صَلَّى اللَّهُ عَلَيْهِ وَسَلَّمَ: “صِيَامُ يَوْمِ عَرَفَةَ أَحْتَسِبُ عَلَى اللَّهِ أَنْ يُكَفِّرَ السَّنَةَ الَّتِي قَبْلَهُ وَالسَّنَةَ الَّتِي بَعْدَهُ “.

عيب

2009-11-17T23:15:00.002+03:00

الغرور والتعالي

العنجهية

التطنز واحتقار الآخرين

حمية الجاهلية

صفات للأسف انوصم فيها بعض أبناء بلادي

وصرت أشوفها كل يوم، صارت شي عادي

قلبي يدمع، وروحي تنكسر

لما أشوف الكويتي على أخوه يفتخر

:قال عليه الصلاة والسلام

لا يدخل الجنّة من في قلبه ذرّةٌ مِن كِبَر

فهل نتعظ

يا قو عينه

2009-11-10T11:46:00.010+03:00

Ok, I admit: Sar le fatra ma adri 3an ilaghani!

Although I'm THE party girl, I confess I've been out of the loop and I don't know any new songs :-/

You know, ...

I don't even have an IPod !!

*hangs head down in shame*

So yesterday, I was in my car when this song came on the radio. I had reached my destination but I couldn't get out of the car, instead I circled around the block enjoying every minute of it :-)

يا قو عينه

الهدهود

http://www.4shared.com/file/13424294...gow_3ina_.html

What are you listening to?

Ignorance Is Bliss

2009-11-07T01:24:00.004+03:00

"You know Flana just got divorced? ", she asks me while casually sipping her tea.

My heart drops.
"Oh nooo, sij? "

"Yup", she nods her head while carefully placing her estikana back onto the saucer. "She found out he's married another".

"God!! Noo!! "
I don't know the girl personally but I can't help but feel sorry for her and her little kids. It's a dagger in your heart when you know you're not the only queen in your man's heart. That the man you share your life with, has some other life that you know nothing about.

"Listen.. ", I turn to my friend in all seriousness and say:
"If you ever hear anything of that sort about X, do NOT tell me".

"Whaaaaat? "

"I'm telling you, if you ever hear about him fooling around, or having an affair or whatever, DO NOT TELL ME".

"Oh how silly of you, you know X would never do such a thing",
she swings her right hand as to dismiss the thought.

"I know 7beebii, he wouldn't", I sigh. "But just in case, be aware that I don't want to know".

"And you're ok living like a fool under one roof with him ? "

"Yes" I say with determination.

"I wouldn't! ", she looks at me incredulously. "I would demand to know and face it. All hell breaks loose, I don't care. I would make him regret the day he set his eyes on another woman".

"You are right, and if I know of such a thing that is what I would do too", I reply calmly.
"But for me to know means unbearable pain and suffering, and I know it would kill me. So yes, I'd rather live as a happy fool than be confronted with news that would just break me".

She looks at me deep in the eye and nods.
"Yeah, you're right.. ", she smiles.
"You wouldn't be able to handle it".

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Hmmmm...
Was she being kind?
Or did she just insult mee??
I wonder :-/

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Would you want to know?

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من أجمل ما قرأت

2009-10-21T22:42:00.001+03:00

يوميات رجل منقب

تنويه: أنا لست ضد النقاب، ولا ضد المرأة التي ترتديه راضية قانعة سعيدة بقرارها، محتسبة فيه تقربا واجتهادا الى الله ..
أنا ضد فكرة ان ترغم المرأة على ارتداءه اكراها .. بدون قناعة منها ولا قبول.

المرسوم

والدي في غرفة المعيشة يناقش والدتي البسيطة الأمية في موضوع "وجه" اختي. نعم لوجه أختي جلسة منفصلة للحوار من طرف واحد. اسمع صوته ولا أسمع صوتها، يسأل ويرد على نفسه، يحاور عقله بصوت عالي، ويغضب ويثور على الأفكار الافتراضية التي تدور في خلده. يعلو صوته ما إن يظهر صوت متقطع متردد من تحت حلقوم أمي:
" هو له داعي يا بو فهد؟"
تنهال كلمات عالية النبرة أشبه بالشتائم، أمي تخالها مسلمّات فطرية جبل عليها الرجل في تخاطبه الرسمي مع حرثه. وأنا، لا اهتم لها كثيرا لإنني ومنذ صغري اعتدت سماعها، واعتدت على تقبّل أمي لها. أسمع أمرا نهائيا بتبليغ المرسوم " لعنيزة" عنيزة .. اسم حركي مستعار منحته لأختي، لا استهزاءا ولا استخفافا ولا تصغيرا لها، ولكنها اكتسبته فقط لإن لها صوتا حادا مهدرج أشبه بصوت الماعز الصغيرة.

أمي قامت تنادي عنيزة .. في نهاية الدهليز المظلم، الذي يشق صدر البيت يفتح باب غرفة عنيزة وتخرج فتاتي الأولى، بيضاء طويلة ذات شعر أسود ناعم بضفيرة غليظة معقوفة للأعلى. تحجبت عنيزة عندما بلغت سن الرابعة عشرة، وهي الآن بصدد استلام المرسوم الثاني الذي يحدد تداعيات اكتسابها صفة الأنثى الكاملة في محيطنا، الخطوة الثانية لمشوار بلوغها سن الزواج. عن طريق "الستر" الكامل ستتمكن عنيزة من الحصول على عريس جيد يرضاه والدي وتقر به عين والدتي.

التبليغ

وكأني أراها .. تقف بخضوع مقابل أمي وأبي، أمي تدفن رأسها بالأرض كالمعتاد، وأبي يشق بجبينه سقف الغرفة!
" تروحين مع أخوك اليوم السوق، تشترين غطوة وجه وتسترين وجهج من اليوم "
يتهدج صوت عنيزة، المح تباشير بكاء في حدته، تخنقها بمهارة من اعتادت على البكاء المضغوط، وتسحب أذيالها خلفها بعد أن أقرّت بالطاعة.

آخر ما سمعته منها :ان شاالله يبا

في السيارة .. أنا وعنيزة في الطريق، لأول مرّة لا أرى وجهها بجابني، أخذت من والدتي نقابا وانتقبت. ما تبقى من ملامحها المطموسة خلف القماش الأسود معجون بحزنها الجائر. استحلفها أن تكلمني، ان تقول لي شيئا، أن تقص لي واحدة من قصصها البناتية الشيقة. ولكنها لا تتكلم.

اشترت نقاباتها .. صامتة، تائهة لا تتحدث ولا تتحرك .. انا أقودها، أنا أحركها. وكأنها للتو عرفت أن لا جدوى من تحريك جسدها بنفسها طالما أن كل شيء غيره سلفا موصول بأسلاك سيطرة غير مرئية.في طريق العودة أحدثها .. أتظاهر أني أكلم نفسي: "لا تيأس يا ولد، حتى وإن فرضت عليك الحياة قشورا لا تعنيك، سيأتي اليوم لتنزعها عن جلدك. لابد وأن يأتي اليوم الذي فيه بيدك تمسك لجامك وتلقيه على الأرض لتتحدث مع الناس والطيور والسماء بحرية صوتك المتهدج".وصلنا، نزلت من السيارة .. وقبل أن تتركني لمشواري التالي .. مدّت يدها في كيسها وأخرجت واحدا من لجاماتها وناولتنيه. بصمت صفعت باب سيارتي .. استدارت وغابت الى الداخل.

المفترق

الى الديوانية اليومية وجلسة الشباب الليلية على انغام السمات الصيفية أحمل نفسي، أقود سيارتي وكأنني من يحملها لا هي من تحملني! على صدري ثقل هم اختي، في عيني دمعتها التي لم تسكبها، على شفتاي كل الكلمات التي لم تقلها في كل سنة من سنينها. عنيزة فتاة ذكية، قادرة على استدراج حوار ناضج وقادرة على مجاراته. في شغفها للأشياء من حولها حلم وردي للنضوج في كنف الحقائق كما هي، بلا تكرار بلا املال ولا مواربة. اقصى أحلامها أن تستلقي يوما على رمل البحر تتأمل السماء وتعد النجوم. قالت لي يوما أنها فعلا تريد ان تلتصق رمال الشاطئ بشعرها، فتطلقه وتنفضه من حبات التراب وحبات العرق بذات الآن.
لماذا أشعر بغم عنيزة في قيعاني، ولماذا اهتم بمشاعرها الى هذه الدرجة؟ هل أنا رجل ناقص الرجولة؟ اصدقائي يعيرونني عندما أنطق اسم أختي عاريا أمامهم. ويلومونني عندما أحدثهم أنني أخذتها الى ماكدونالند لنلتهم أنا وهي وجبات مقتطعة من ولائم أمي التقليدية! يخالونني مجنون أفتح لها سماءات ليست من حقها، ويخالونها ستركب على أول غيمة انحراف وتسافر بعيدا عن الخيمة!على مفترق الطريق انتظر دوري في المرور، المفترق تماما مثل وجه عنيزة، عيناه موغلتان بالظلمة كعينيها، وخدّاه الناهدان في طريقهم إلى الانزلاق إلى الأنقاض. التفت لمكانها فأجد نقابها، هديتها الأخيرة التي مدّتها جسرا حواريا صامتا بيني وبينها. مسكت النقاب بيدي .. وفي عتمة المفترق وضعته على وجهي

اليوم الأول

استفيق
اغسل وجهي، واسمع صوت أمي تنادي عنيزة للفطور والعمل، وعنيزة لا تجيب في البداية، ثم تجيب أنها لا تريد ان تأكل شيئا! اليوم هو اليوم الأول الذي ستذهب فيه عنيزة لدوامها منقبة. ستلبسه في السيارة، والشارع، والممرات، وعلى مكتبها، وبين صاحباتها، وعند مديرها، وفي طريقها للحمام، وفي طريقها للمصلى، وفي طريقها للسيارة الى البيت من جديد. ستختنق عنيزة بلجامها لمدّة 8 ساعات صباحية يومية، وعندما تقرر الخروج مع امي للسوق مساءا، ستختنق من جديد!

شعري في مرآة الحمام أشعث، لحيتي مقززة لا وقت لدّي لحلاقتها وعينياي وارمتان من سهر الليل والإستيقاض مبكرا في الصباح. أقول لنفسي، لو كان على أي شخص أن يتنقب فهو أنا!أغسل وجهي .. وتلفني حمامات الفكرة، هل عنيزة حزينة لأنها تنقبت غصبا عنها أو لأنها تخاف عذاب النقاب وشقاءه؟ تحوم الحمامات حول رأسي أكثر. هل جرّب رجال المراسيم الإجبارية أمثال وادي ماهية نقاب النساء؟ هؤلاء الذين ينادون به وهم يعلمون انه لا فرض ولا يحزنون؟ هؤلاء الذين يجبرون قواريرهم على الإلتفاف بالسواد، هل عرفوا يوما شعور فرض السواد؟ تغطية الرأس بأقمشة ضيقة؟ تكميم الفم بقطعة متدلية؟ هل فكروا يوما كيف يمضي اليوم؟ كيف تخرج الكلمة؟ هل يرتد اللعاب في الفم؟ وهل يختنق الهواء ويختلط الداخل والخارج من السموم؟

عند مرآة غرفتي أقف، أضع على رأسي غترتي، ألفها أولا حول رأسي لكي أرفع درفتاها فوق رأسي .. يأتيني وجه عنيزة انعكاسا فضوليا في وجهي. لا أعلم ماذا حصل، ولكني بدلا من رفع طرفا الغترة، احكمت لفهّا حول رأسي، ثم غطيت بالأطراف الباقية أنفي وفمي .. التثمت جيدا بغترتي .. في ذلك الصباح أنا ايضا تنقبت

تجربة ميدانية

أقود سيارتي .. واسترق لمحات سريعة مقتضبة في المرآة المعلقة أمامي، اجزع لحظيا عندما لا أرى وجهي .. سرعان ما أتذكر.أعمل في وزارة من وزارات الدولة، أجلس في مكتب صغير بلا نوافذ مع زميلي. عملنا مكتبي بحت لا يتطلب منّا الخروج او حتى مقابلة المراجعين. في اغلب يومي أزور مكاتب زملائي من حولي، او مكتب المدير عندما يناديني لتنفيذ مهمة، استخراج ورقة من الأرشيف، او حتى عندما يدعوني لشرب فنجان قهوة!
اوقف سيارتي، اترجل فألمح انعكاسي على نافذة سيارتي الزجاجية، ارتعب للحظة لإنني لا ارى وجهي. أمشي تحت الشمس بإتجاه البوابة الخارجية. يرمقني المارّة بعينين متشكتتين. أمشي تحت الشمس في الممر الطويل داخل اسوار مبنى الوزارة فأحس بنفسي يتمزق. الهواء من أنفي لا يخرج ولا يدخل بصورة طبيعية، يضيق صدري فأسارع الخطى لأصل الى داخل المبنى وتحت مكيفات الهواء الطنّانة. الممر الخارجي يطول، افتح فمي من تحت اللثام وأحاول سحب أكثر كمية من الهواء، يدخل الهواء على استحياء .. يضيق صدري. شمس الكويت الحارقة، تدخل حرارتها الى جانبي رأسي ولا تخرج، النسمات الشحيحة ملجومة ومخنوقة لا تجد متنفسا للهروب. يهرب هوائي منّي وأبدأ بالتعرق. أشعر بحبات العرق تحت أذني وحول رقبتي. لا تتكثف كالعادة ولا تطير مع نسمة الهواء التالية .. نسمات الهواء لا تدخل .. يضيق صدري!
أسابق نفسي للبوابة، ادخل أضع حاجياتي على حزام التفتيش وألقي على الأرض شخصيتي! يرمقني مسؤول الأمن بريبة! يقترب منّي فأريه هوتي، يسألني ان افتح اللثام .. أتكلم .. ولا يخرج الكلام عاليا حرّا طليقا بلا قيود. صوتي يرتد عائدا إليّ. مخنوقا ذابلا وكأنه سقط في بأر عميقة. يضيق صدري.
أؤشر له لمكان معزول، آخذ هويتي وبقايا شخصيتي وأفتح اللثام وأريه وجهي .. تماما كما تفعل المنقبات .. يضطررن أحيانا لعرض أنفسهن للتأكيد على كيانهن في زاوية معزولة من العالم، مع شخص من نفس الجنس. يسألني لماذا اللثام؟ أخبره:
حالة مرضية مستعصية!
ويرد علي : ربنا يشفي

المكتب

أصل مكتبي، يبدو اصغر وأحقر من ذي قبل ! لأول مرّة ألعن فيها المصمم الذي لم يتذكر أن يضع في قفصنا نافذة. أجلس على الكرسي ولثامي لازال على وجهي. انظر أمامي وأسأل نفسي إن كنت فعلا سأقوى على قضاء اليوم كاملا هكذا. افتح جاروري فألمح انعكاس نفسي في مرآة صغيرة وضعتها داخله، امتقع لإني لا ارى وجهي ! اتذكر عنيزة، اصفق الجارور وابدأ عملي وأنا اتنفس من فمي!يدخل زميلي، يسلم مثل كل صباح، ويتوقف دقيقة وعلى وجهه ابتسامة حائرة!
أقول له أنني بصدد تجربة ميدانية مهمة. يسألني أكثر فأقول له .. فرض على أختي النقاب البارحة، بكت .. فقط أردت أن أعرف لماذا بكت أختي؟صفق كفا بكف وقال لي: " لإنها ببساطة، ناقصة عقل ودين" ..
صفقت كفا بكف وقلت: "ما عليك زود! " ء

افطار الصباح

نطلب أنا وزميلي كل صباح فطورنا من الكافتيريا الملاصقة لمبنى وزارتنا، غالبا ما يشمل فطوري على سندويشة جبنة مشوية وعصير طازج. قمت أنا بمحادثة المطعم بالتلفون، وأشفقت على نفسي وأنا أناضل لكي يخرج الصوت بنبرته الصحيحة من تحت اللثام. يسألني أن أكرر ما قلت لإنه لا يسمعني، وأعيد عليه الكلمة مرتين! انقطع نفسي .. وقررت أن أختصر معاناة الكلام وأوكل المهمة لصاحبي.وصل الطعام، كيف آكل؟ من اين افتح اللجام؟ يجب ان يتدلى لثامي مثل نقاب عنيزة. ويجب ان اسرق البؤرة الضيقة من المساحة الممكنة لأدس بها طعامي. فتحت اللثام من الأسفل وأدخلت الساندويشة فلطخ الجبن الذائب طرف غترتي! اغتظت. أحسست بالجوع أكثر وأنا أرى كم حرا طليقا زميلي وهو يقضم ويعلك ويهضم! تكلفت العناء، قضمات صغيرة لا تشبع نهمي! عود العصير محبوس بين جلدي والقماش .. أشرب ام اتنفس؟قضمة أخرى .. لطخة اخرى وفتافيت الخبز لا تجد مخرجا إلا الالتصاق بلحيتي .. اقرف! أعلك .. امضغ وارفع رأسي لأقتنص الهواء .. اقضم، اعلك، امضغ .. وأناضل من أجل الهواء. اقضم، امضغ، ابلع واشتاق للهواء! انهيت الساندويشة الأولى بلطخات جبنة على نقابي، فتافيت خبز على لحتي، جلدي مبلل عرقا واختناقا، وشهيتي رفضت الشروع بالساندويشة الثانية!

الزملاء

يدخل علينا المدير فيمتقع ويسأل، اخبره أنني في تجربة عملية .. لا يهتم للسؤال أكثر. يدخل زميلنا المصري ويبتسم ويسأل، اخبره أنني حلقت شاربي بالخطأ ولا أريد أن يراني أحد بلا شارب. يدخل زميلنا الآخر فيضحك ويستفسر فأخبره أنني استخدمت دواءا حرق بشرتي ولا استطيع ان اعرض وجهي للشمس ولا اضواء النيون! ينظر لي بشفقة، يتحمد لي بالسلامة ويمضي. يدخل المندوب الهندي ويهز رأسه بتعجب، أخبره أن وجهي مضطرب من بعد السهر والنوم القليل، يهز رأسه متفهما ويخرج. تدخل زميلة وتسأل، اخبرها أنني في خضم تجربة اجتماعية، تسألني أكثر .. فأخبرها أنني أريد أن اعرف كيف سيمضي اليوم إذا لم يكن لدي وجه. أعتقد أنها تفهم المغزى .. تبتسم، تتمنى لي التوفيق وتخرج.يدخل الكثيرون .. يرتابون، يتساءلون، يندهشون، يشفقون، يضحكون، يبتسمون، يتعاطفون، يعرضون علي المساعدة، العون .. يهزون رؤوسهم ويخرجون!قوّة المرسوم طاغية .. اقنعت ملايين الرؤوس أن لا ريبة ولا اشفاق على كيان أسود يمشي بلا وجه طالما كانت امرأة .. بينما اذا كان رجلا بلا وجه، فمن حقنا ان نرتاب، نخاف نشك! من حقنا ان نسأل ونستغرب ونستفسر ونتعاطف ونشفق ونرحم ونعرض المساعدة، نمد يد العون لنخلص الرجل بأسرع وقت ممكن من براثن كيانه المطموس وهويته المخنوقة. لابد للرجل من وجه .. ولا داعي لوجه المرأة طالما انه انطمس بإسم الدين!

الحمام

أنسى شكل وجهي .. وأعلم ان عنيزة ستذهب للحمام لإلقاء نظرة تفقد على وجهها، تماما مثلها .. أتوجه للحمام. امام المرآة التي تتوج المغسلة استند. أفك لجامي .. أرى خطوط وتعرجات الإختناق على جلد رقبتي. بقايا سيول العرق تنزلق من ازلافي. جلدي المخفي حار ومحموم. يلتصق شعري ببعضه بطريقة جديدة لم اعرفها من قبل. انفي يبدو احمرا، وشفاهي جافة وعجفة. استند اكثر على المغسلة وأرش الماء على وجهي فيتمدد جلدي وأشعر بإنتعاش عطش سبع سنين لا سبع ساعات. اشعر برغبة بالبكاء .. اضع يداي على رأسي وأتخيل أن أيامي كلها ستكون تماما مثل اليوم. أنهار، اتمسح بالجدار، واسقط قرفصاءا في زاوية الحمام!

الساعات الأخيرة

الساعتين الأخيرتين من يوم عملي ولازال اللثام على وجهي، اشتاق لوجهي .. لحرية ملامحي ان تتحرك بالهواء الطلق، فيلمسها هواء المكيف، معرفة الناس، ألفة الملامح. ردود الأفعال البدائية على التقاطيع الجديدة. لكل وجه ردة فعل عشوائية ما إن يرى وجها للمرة الأولى. اشتقت تلك الإستقبالات الإنسانية الخالصة لإبتسامتي، لألوان التعاطف مع تعابيري، للصورة المعكوسة التي تقابل تجهمي، غضبتي، سعادتي، خوفي، ارتعابي امتقاعي! كل الإيحاءات الصامتة أنني انسان موجود بتفاصيلي على وجه الأرض اختفت. ذهبت خلف اللثام فأصبحت انسانا بنبرة وجود واحدة لا يحددني إلا وجودي الجسدي الصرف على كرسي امام مكتبي!

ممر العودة أطول

في الممرات التي ارتادها الى سيارتي، أمشي بلا روح. أتكئ على بقايا الهواء الذي اشفطه بعنف من المحيط الصغير حول انفي وفمي. اتنازع النسمات الأخيرة مع الأفواه من حولي. شمس الكويت حارة حارقة، جونا ليس له موجات. ساكن راقد لا يمنحنا حرية التقلبات. يضيق صدري وأحلم للمرة الأولى في حياتي أن استرد أنفي. أجري نحو سيارتي، افتحها والقي نفسي على مقعدي وافتح المكيف عاليا ينفث هواءا باردا على القماش الذي يغطي جلدي. وعند كل إشارة مرور الصق وجهي بفتحة الهواء .. واتمنى من كل قلبي ان يحرق الهواء غطائي.
العودة الى البيت:افتح الباب .. أدخل .. افتح لثامي .. والقي نفسي على الأرض

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أمي:لأول مرة أقبل قدمي أمي .. لا لشيء .. بل لان مرسومها جاء مبكرا جدا .. غطّت وجهها وهي في الخامسة عشرة، أقلها وأضمها، ولا أقول لها لمَ

عنيزة:انتظرها عند باب غرفتها أن تفتح لي، تأخذ وقتها .. تفتح الباب وأدخل، أضمها إلى صدري وأسألها عن اليوم الأول في النقاب. تجلس على طرف سريرها وتخبرني تفاصيل مملة .. أهز رأسي .. وأقول لها أعلم، أفهم، أدري. وأحاول في نفس الوقت أن أصفي كلماتها الممزوجة بشهقات البكاء

أبي:أخذ قيلولته وجلس في ديوان منزلنا يشرب شاي العصر .. سلمت عليه .. وجلست في المجلس بحضرته. وأخبرته إن لم يسمح لعنيزة أن تخلع النقاب، سآخذها ونعيش أنا وهي سويا في المنزل الذي تركته لي جدتي. ثار وأزبد وصرخ وأرعد .. ولكن عنيزة في النهاية ذهبت لدوامها في اليوم التالي .. بلا نقاب!

Courtesy of

http://sebamboot.blogspot.com/

Wedding Sightings - 1

2009-10-11T22:28:00.006+03:00

To you..

Yes you, with the very short black hair, and the fair complextion..
You with the rosy cheeks and sweet pearly smile..
You with the electric blue, above-the-knee dress..

Do you know that you were the most beautiful girl at the party?

And what captivated me even more that you seemed un-aware of it!!

It's not only your beauty that was mesmerising,
it was the innocence shining from your eyes.

You have the aura of a disney princess..
So delicate, so pure..

Lovely,
Just heart-warmingly lovely ..

I nudge my mother and nod to your direction,
my mother smiles approvingly.

You definately are number one in our list,
the list that we keep just incase his highness my brother decides yetzawwaj..

But ofcourse,
knowing my saye3 brother,
he wouldn't ask for our help in this matter, nor check any names we have..

*sigh*

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Mating Season

2009-09-24T23:07:00.001+03:00

Weddings Weddings Weddings

Our own red carpet event !

;-)

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Are you attending any soon?

Don't forget to look for me ;-)

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Panic Attack

2009-09-16T11:14:00.003+03:00

Since this whole Swine Flu mania started, I never really concerned myself in following it up. I think the whole matter is blown way out of proportion. Something juicy for the newspapers to write about, and just another reason for our nowwab to lash out at the government.

That is until ........

MY COUSIN GOT HIT BY IT!!

He was feeling a bit weak, so he got himself tested two days ago @ the International clinic. They told him the result of the test was NEGATIVE, and he was perfectly FINE.

So ilmaskeen continued living his life normally: Ra7 3azza il3adwani, o he went out with friends, and attended our weekly family gathering.. Only to receive a call from International Clinic yesterday informing him that he was INFECTED after all !!!!!

After TWO FULL DAYS of spreading his jerms around, tawah he learned that he has the Swine Flu!!

WHY INTERNATIONAL CLINIC, WHYYYYYYYY?

Shino hal ijraaam eb 7ag elnaaaas?

And now our household and the whole family is in a hysteric mode since my poor cousin ma khalla a7ad ma sallam 3alaih, including my mother :-(

I wasn't there, but many of our little children were.

7asbiya Allah wa ni3ma ilwakeel..

7asbiya Allah wa ni3ma ilwakeel ..

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**Sometimes I wish I can just throw my love bracelet out of the window!!
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H & M ?

2009-09-14T04:49:00.004+03:00

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Um Mishari called Um Hamsa, and I couldn't be happier. If all goes well inshaAllah ya rub, would that entitle me to a bait bl jannah? :-D

My mom is not so thrilled when she heard the news!
She looked at me with a twisted smile and said: "Glitter Allah ehadaach kan weddi feeha 7g okhoch" !!!

Eee Wallah,
shlon nesait my own brother?!!
I would be double as happy if my brother and Hamsa hooked up!

But nooo,
they are like brother and sister,
it wouldn't have worked...

Or would it ??!!
:-/

Waaiii madri madri chenni ta7assaft.....

Yallah,
killin yakheth neseebah.

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