Thursday, August 31, 2006
i guess im still in jordan... dad had a serious operation in his neck.. somethin to do with "discs' and nerves... he is much better now but seeing him soo weak and helpless made me realize he is no longer young :(-- its soo scary to see your dad like that.. ESPECIALLY my DAD... he was always the symbol of strength in the house... we respect him and well i have to say fear him to a certain point.. not fear as in a horror movie.. lol well ok only when i did somethin wrong.. but anyway.... it was emotionally draining to see him in bed.. unable to get on his feet or even eat without someones help...
i felt horrible and the sadest part is its soo hard for me to just say what i feel to him! i want to tell him im here.. that i love him.. that its ok to need someone every oncne in a while... all that comes out is " BABA BiDAK TAKul" :S " Dad wanna eat?"
well i feel he expressses he loves us and cares for us when he buys us loads of chocolates and biscuits and gives us money.. i guess im not that different afterall :S i have no problem expressing my feelings to anyone.. but to my dad its like there is a steel wall i cant break through!! i sit there planning if i want to give him a kiss on a cheek!! hehe sad but true..
he is better now hamdulilah... but its an experience i dont ever want to experience again... when he is sick i feel we all are... you don't appreciate what you have till you lose it.. and well i felt how much i take my dad for granted... and im glad i realized this without losing him..
please pray that he will get well .... next blog will be more cheerful i promise :)
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Have soo much info that needs to be released from my brain cells!!! I 've been in jordan for way too long... Jordan where beggars follow u around saying
" Allah yib3atlik wa7ad 3yoono zurug"
(translation: May God send u someone with blue eyes" lol
i have been goin to many social gatherings here and well i miss that in uae cause we dotn have much family there... so apparently im not missing out on much... all they seem to want to talk abt is MARRAIGE!!! Every summer i feel more and more like a sack of potatoes! They gossip about everyone with a heartbeat or without a heartbeat! hehe i hate that.. Seen soo much fakeness this month to last a lifetime..
A lady followed me in C Town ... (for those who dont know what it its.. its a big supermarket) anyway as i was standing.. minding my own business 3ind the cereal section i find this lady smiling at me and i was like ok... she is being friendly.. and smiling in the face of your muslim sister is a Sadaqa.. so i smiled back... eeeek :S soooo.. this sweet lady started to appear everywhere i go... first i thought it was a cooincidence.... till she yelled out loud " YA BINITTTTTTT YA BINIT"
i look around confused.. shocked... hoping she didnt mean me!!! till i looked her direction and saw her waving her hands hysterically and pointing at me saying " AAH INTI YA BINIT"
side note: she was an old lady and had a chait in her hand where she would walk and then sit and stare!! :S
still confused by this weird old lady.. i was like ok i will see what she wants from me... thought maybe she was lost or needed help... so she goes " wallahi inik 7ilweh" emmm i was flattered.. blushing didn know what to say... till she said" MAKHTOOOOOOOOBEH" <--engaged? i wanted to run away... she asked where my father was... was i supposed to say " HAYO 3ind il martadilla" lol sooooo i tried to avoid her... then she appears again with some old guy who i assumed was her husband ... and she said " WAYN ABOOKI" "where is ur dad!"
i dunno how i managed to get out of it.. but i guess i should of never smiled back at her.... it would of been a nice story to tell the kids " wallah ya wlad it3araft 3ala 7amati fi C TOWN"
ehehe no that did not make me feel like an item on sale at ALLLLLLL! lol
anyway... i went to like 4 weddings since ive been here and 2 in a row in the same hotel! and have like 3 more to go to b4 i leave! i have learnt not to smile at ladies.. it leads to major stalking and then proposals in supermarkets lol
anyway this is something i read and would like to share :)
The rules of POLITICAL CORRECTNESS when it comes to the Israeli-Arab conflict:
Rule # 1: In the Middle East, it is always the Arabs that attack first, and it's always Israel who defends itself. This is called "Retaliation".
Rule # 2: The Arabs, whether Palestinians or Lebanese, are not allowed to kill Israelis. This is called "Terrorism
m" Rule # 3: Israel has the right to kill Arab civilians, this is called "Self-Defense", or these days "Collateral Damage".
Rule # 4: When Israel kills too many civilians. The Western world calls for restraint. This is called the "Reaction of the International Community".
Rule # 5: Palestinians and Lebanese do not have the right to capture Israeli military, not even a limited number, not even 1 or 2. This is called "Kidnapping".
Rule # 6: Israel has the right to capture as many Palestinians as they want (Palestinians: around 10000 to date, 300 of which are children, Lebanese 1000s to date, being held without trial). There is no limit; there is no need for proof of guilt or trial. This is called "War on Terrorism".
Rule # 7: When you say "Hezbollah", always be sure to add "supported by Syria and Iran". this is called: "Axis of Evil"
Rule # 8: When you say "Israel", never say "supported by the USA, the UK and other European countries", for people (God forbid) might believe this is not an equal conflict. This is called "Helping our Friends"
Rule # 9: When it comes to Israel, don't mention the words "occupied territories", "UN resolutions", "Geneva conventions". This could distress the audience and is called "Anti-Semitism".
Rule # 10: Israelis speak better English than Arabs. This is why we let them speak out as much as possible, so that they can explain rules1 through 9. This is called "Neutral Journalism".
Rule # 11: If you don't agree with these rules or if you favor the Arab side over the Israeli side, you must be a very dangerous anti-Semite. You may even have to make a public apology if you express your honest opinion like Mel Gibson. this is called "Democracy".