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[31 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on PPL PLS…. | 0 views]

It is disgusting, insulting, and very degrading!

Wl moshkila inna some ppl use it 3ady ib kalamhom without really paying attention to how it may affect il insana illy jiddamhom, wl moshkila il akbar wl 6amma il3othma, inna some ppls think it’s funny, malat 3alaihom o 3ala their insensitive sense of humour.

I’m talking about the word “3anes”, ppl.

What drove me to write this post is that i read last night a post written by a blogger I love where she used this word carelessly in one of her posts. O ibsara7a kazzait!..

I know she didn’t mean any harm , but never-the-less, it made me shiver with disgust! And I wanted to write a long comment to her about it right there and then about this hateful word but I had to go attend to X.

This word makes my blood boil. Ee wallah a7is a39abi tefoor. O ibsara7a illy yesta3milha instantly y6ee7 mn 3ainy, for he who uses this un-kind word is definately tactless.

I leave you now to a post written by the notorious Bride, a famous egyptian blogger:

ع.ا.ن.س

طبعا الحروف اللي فوق دي بتكون كلمة معروفة و مشهورة و رخمة و بايخة و قليلة الذوق

في المعجم العربي بتاع عمكوا وائل الصحاح اللي هو الحفيد الثالث و الأربعين لجدكوا مختار الصحاح كلمة عانس دي مرادف لكلمة بايرة و في قول آخر أنها الفتاة التي فاتها القطر..قطر لما يبقى يلهف اللي يقولها على أي واحدة

الصورة اللي كانت بتيجي في بالنا زمان أول مانسمع كلمة عانس هي صورة زينات صدقي
..(بعدها بشوية بقت صورة عائشة الكيلاني(الأتنين على فكرة كانوا في الحقيقة متجوزين
و على الرغم من إننا ساعات نلاقي مزز لسه ماتجوزتش لبعد التلاتين و ساعات الأربعين..إلا ان مافيش أي حد بيسميهم عوانس أبدا

يعني مثلا ..ليلى علوي..لطيفة..أنوشكا..كل دول عدوا الأربعين ..ورغم كده..عمركوا سمعتوا حد قال عليهم عوانس؟..ماحصلش

يعني مهما حاولنا نعرف الكلمة على إنها تأخر واحده في الجواز هنلاقي التعريف ده غير صحيح ..الكلمة ..مجرد إهانة..فقط لاغير
نوع من أنواع التشفي في واحدة تعرفها أو ماتعرفهاش

خصوصا لو ماتعرفهاش..ياسلاااام تبقى كلمة لطيفة جدا و على سبيل الهزار و التهييس و حاجة ظريفة تموت م الضحك
بالظبط زي لما تضحك على حد إتسرق مرتبه في الأتوبيس
لو إنت اللي حصلت فيك الحكاية دي تبقى مصيبة سودة ..لكن لو حصلت لحد تاني..يبقى هو اللي حمار و مابيفهمش و دغف و عبيط عشان كده إتسرق

برضه كلمة عانس نفس الطريقة..طب بص حواليك في عيلتك في شغلك في جيرانك ..أكيد هتلاقي واحدة قريبة منك و بتمر بظروف زي دي ..لو هي قريبة منك قلبك مش هيطاوعك تقول عليها عانس، أما لو ماتعرفهاش..فهتلاقي الكلمة بتجري على لسانك بسلاسة و سهولة


إنت بتقول الكلمة سوري يعني بجهل و ماتعرفش هي بتجرح مين
و ماتعرفش أصلا انها بتجرح

يعني من مدة كده كانت فيه واحدة سايبالي تعليق في الشات بوكس بتقول اني باتكلم بلسانها و بلسان صحابها و كده، أم حد برضه جه في التعليقات و قاللي أنا ملاحظ ان كل اللي بكتبولك هنا عوانس ماتغيري اسم البلوج و تخليه بيت العوانس

سيبكوا مني انا ..هتكلم عن نفسي بعدين..لكن قعدت أتخيل إحساس البنت اللي كتبتلي الكلام و يمكن رجعت تبص على تعليقي على كلامها و شافت تعليق الأخ ده.. تفتكروا هتضحك ..هتهز كتافها و تنسى الموضوع.. لو فكرتوا كده يبقى مافيش حد فيكم عمره فهم نفسية بنت
لأن كل البنات تقريبا الموضوع ده بيبقى هاجس جواها من أول مايبتدوا صاحباتها و اللي حواليها يتخطبوا و يتجوزوا و هي تتأخر حتى لو شوية صغيرين

عن نفسي ..الكلمة بتضايقني لو اتقالت قدامي من أول ما كملت 22 سنة، حتى لما كنت باسمعها في فيلم أو مسلسل كانت بتخنقني

نرجع للتعريف، في الأرياف بتبقى البنت عانس لو عدى على حصولها على الدبلون سنتين.. في الأقاليم زمان كان لغاية 25 و دلوقتي بقت32-33، في القاهرة و الإسكندرية لحد ال35 و في كل الحالات..اللي وصلت السن ده و ماعادش بيجيلها عرسان

بالنسبة لكل الأرقام دي و بما إني مش معايا دبلون ..يبقى لسه قدامي شوية على ماحمل اللقب، و مع ذلك..كل صحفي أو صحفية كتبوا عن البلوج سواء في الصحافة الإلكترونية أو المكتوبة كل اما حد يجيب سيرة البلوج يقول “إنه صرخة من بنت فاتها قطار الزواج”..إنها صيحة من فتاة مصرية ضد حالة العنوسة..إنها صوت الكثيرات ممن حملوا لقب عانس، و فيه ناس كمان منكم..بحسن نية..أو غيره..لازم يحشروا الكلمة دي في تعليقهم على أي موضوع في البلوج

لو كنت عارف ان الكلمة بتوجع و بتقولها ..على أي بنت تعرفها أو ماتعرفهاش..تبقى مصيبة

و لو ماكنتش تعرف إنها بتوجع..فالمصيبة أعظم

من فضلكوا يا ريت تقاطعوا الكلمة دي

اللي مايحسش بوجع اللي قدامه ..مايستاهلش انه يكون إنسان

بجد كانوا كلمتين محشورين في زوري و يا أقولهم ..يا أموت

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I too, join forces with Bride and ask you to kindly delete that crude word from your vocabulary, because you all know, some words hurt more than swords.

Thank you;

Everything Else »

[30 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on E7lif?! | 0 views]

“فضلا وليس أمرا، حسيت أنك انسانة مثقفة ومتعاونة وطيبة.. ممكن سؤال؟”
A msg from that Suadi dude!

Flan, Stories »

[28 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on Your heart is my piñata… (Part 17) | 0 views]

“Answer, answer put it on speaker” I urged “Aloo?” “Alooooo, hala Khulood, shlonich?” “Bkhayr el 7emdela, entai shlonich?” “Walla bkhayr, it was so nice seeing you today… Tyanineen, chinich 3aroosa in your white dress” Khulood giggled “Thanks I guess, if that’s a compliment” “3ala 6ary mi3arees, sima3t ina rifeejtich Flana btakhith Flan Al Flani, 9ij […]

Sweetness, WTH »

[28 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on 3an jad ya3ni WTH!!! | 0 views]

Pls help! “, comes a voice I’ve never heard before pleading with me.

Now I don’t usually pick up the phone when a random number is calling, but since it was a KSA number, I answered thinking it was one of my saudi friends.

Khair okhoy?

It’s my sister. I’ve been trying to reach her but I can’t get hold of her. The line just won’t connect!! ” He says with despair.

Oh don’t worry.. ” I assure him, .. you probably just need to add a digit to her phone number, you know it’s a new system here in Kuwait“, I explain.

Yes I know, ” he replied, quite frustrated, ” I added 6 but to no avail, I still can’t get hold of her. Please oh pls would you call her for me. Ask her to call her brother Ziyad, It’s really urgent“.

Ok, sure“..

Here’s her number: 66#####

He hangs up and I quickly dial her number, poor thing must be worried sick about his sister.. I wait in anticipation for the line to connect but the mobile is switched off.

I put down my mobile, not knowing what to do..
Shall I call him back to tell him I couldn’t reach her?
But just as I thought of that an alarm bell went off in my head..

HEY!
Wait a second..
Just hold your horses G.G. and think it through!! <---- That is the wise me finally using her brain :-/

Who IS that guy? And how did he get my number?
What if it’s not really his sister?
Would I really want to be involved ??

My mobile rings again, it’s him !
Shall I ignore him?
La 7araam it’s rude..

Aloo
So did you call her?
I did, but her mobile was switched off
Ok, call her again, or better yet, send her a msg..
Warning bells ringing in my head..
La okhoy, you send her a msg, ana maby atdakhal akthar mn chetheeh, bs may I ask shloon you got my number?
bil 7ath!

Bil 7ath, ya salam..
Ya salam 3la 7athy ana!!
A flashing police siren ringing crazily in my head

He continues : ” And I did send her a msg bs lel7een ma raddat 3alay. Pleeease, you send her one, mafeeha shy, just tell her Gharam pls call Ziyad” !!

What?
Did I hear that correctly?
her name is Gharam?!!!!!

YA LAHWIII..

Now i’m getting really uncomfortable, ” La okhoy aasfa, ana magdar…..
And before I can even finish my sentence he cuts me off, murmuring something I didn’t quite understand, and then just like that he hangs up in my face!!!!

I look at my mobile incredulously..
Did that just happen?

Abbaih Glitter testahlain..
Ee testahlain 3al habaala illy intay feeha..
My goodness how galloble can one be ?!!

Sij ba66ait chabd nafsy..
7addy ba66ait chabd nafsy..

KALB, 7arny!

Seriously? bs Kalb?
Hatha illy gedartay 3alaih?
Ma 3indich insult itbarrid il chabd akthur?

I hang my head down,
la ma 3indy..
ma 3arif..

Offfffffffffffffffff…
This story X must NOT know about..
Akeed ra7 yezefny o I already did that o zaffait roo7y ibroo7y!

KALB..
O akthur mn KALB b3d.

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Oh and elly kha6ab Sweetness is Flan.

Sweetness »

[27 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on How She Got Engaged.. | 0 views]

For previous parts of Sweetness’ story, read here.

X is looking at himself in the mirror and adjusting his ghetra, while I sit on the bed watching him.

How men have it easy!!
Dishdasha, and ghetra and they’re ready to go.
Nice shoes, expensive watch, and an occasional pen in the pocket..
And that’s all the accessories they need!!

He sprays on his new Hermes perfume, the one he just bought from Dubai’s airport on our recent trip there, turns to me and say:
Need anything from me, babe?
I smile and shake my head : “Salamtik 7beebi

He smiles back and heads to the door. I stand up and follow him, and as I walk behind him, I can smell gentle lemony whiffs of his perfume. I close my eyes and inhale deeply.. MmmMmm, Oh how I love that scent on him..

**Note to self:
Buy more of that perfume and stock it up.

Yallah, ana mashy .. “, I hear X say. I look at him, his hand on the door knob looking at me expectantly, “byee“.
I rush to give a quick kiss before he leaves. MmWaaah. “7afthik Allah“..

I close the door gently behind him and my mobile starts ringing. It’s Sweetness. “Hala 7beebti” I say earnestly.
And there comes her voice, low and gentle: “Hi G.G., esh 3indich elyoum?
Nothing much. X just left for his deewaniya and I was thinking of going over to my mom’s. Intay wainich?
Mako, thayeg khelgy o 6ala3t mn il bait many 3arfa wain aroo7“.

And it just hit me, her voice is not only low and gentle, her voice is tired, and she sounds depressed.
Well, you know what? Come on over. I’ll order a big pizza and we can just sit, talk, and pig out
Ok, I’m on my way

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10 minutes later, Sweetness walks in, her hair all up in a twisted messy bun with a thin headband of colored stones, and I can’t help but admire her.
Although she looks beat up, exhausted, and had lost a lot of weight, no one can pull this casual chic look as effortlessly as her. She’s wearing a simple purple jersey dress with a colorful little embroidered vest.

**Another note to self:
Borrow that vest, and just maybe forget to give it back!

She heaves herself onto the sofa, slowly sweeps off her Chanel cross bag, kicks off her Gina’s, and gives out a deep sigh.
I go over and sit next to her, “Ishfeech?

Oh nothing new. Same old same old“, she says while wrinkling her nose. “Bas G.G., mallait.. wallah mallait o ana an6erah, o ta3abt, ta3abt mn facing my father every day. I can’t meet his eyes anymore

Her eyes starts to water, and her voice begins to shake:
I know he’s sincere. I know he loves me. But I need him to prove it. Prove it to me. Prove it to my father. Prove it fast because I think I can NOT stand this any longer

Can I tell her that I began to hate him?

The problem now is that a friend at work came by today to tell me what she thought was great news. She told me this older lady from another department was asking about me lately, and had asked for my home number just this day!
Well this is great.. “.. I start to say when she shoots me with a look. “.. let me finish,.. ” I continue. ” You can call Flan up and tell him this piece of news. Maybe it will give him incentive enough to take some action
She is shaking her head already,” I won’t blackmail the guy into marrying me“.

Offffffff…
Hathy killish mo KAIDAHUNNA 3ATHEEM!!
Ya 7asra :-/

I’m getting worried about her. She doesn’t want to pressure him- and how noble of her to do so, yet she is suffering. I want to tell her to move on, but how can I? Clearly she still has strong feeling for him.

Her mobile rings, she picks it up, looks at the screen. “It’s my mother, I can’t talk to her. She’ll know I’ve been crying“, and she shoves the mobile to my ears while pressing the answer button..

Hala Khalty“, I say hurriedly.
She asks me about Sweets and I say: “Yes, she’s here with me“.
Sweetness rests her head back on the sofa and closes her eyes.

And then,
Just like that,
Sweetness’ mom throws her bomb, and I gasp.
Sweetness props herself up startled.

Khalty, wait. Say that again to Sweetness herself

I hand over the phone to her, and as she sits there listening to her mom’s big news, the doorbell rings.

It’s the Pizza man.

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Will continue this later..
Have to close and go before X walks in and catches me with the laptop :”/


Flan, Stories »

[26 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on Once upon a time .. came back again (Part 16) | 0 views]

I remained as cold as a block of ice until it was time to get out of the car “Put your hand on my shoulder” “I think I’ll be fine, thanks” “Flana, please, please lat3andeen” “Ma ga3d a3anid, I just want you to step away please” “I’m not gonna move, I’m gonna help you” “I […]

Flan, Stories »

[23 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on You’re not the man who said he’d never leave, couldn’t breathe and could not sleep without me (Part 15) | 0 views]

The knocks on my bathroom door were endless until eventually they stopped and the chirping sounds of the crickets took over. I was starting to get cold so I went back out to my room and found Juju waiting on the bed… “You’re still here?” I croaked “You didn’t think I’d let you sleep alone […]

My Story, Randomania »

[22 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on 3 | 0 views]
Bagy b3d youmain..
Allah yesahhil..
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I know, I know.. I don’t update my blog regularly o 7addi abe6 il chabd. Bs I really don’t have time. I really don’t. Fog hatha sar X whenever he sees me with my laptop, he throws a fit!!!!
Why can’t you just tell me what’s on your mind instead of you writing it for all eyes to see? “, he asks.
Hmmmm .. Tough question!
It is just ramblings, nothing serious. Sometimes I just need to vent“, I stand up: “Here…. ” And I go over to give him the laptop. “Read it and tell me what you think
He waves me away. “I don’t want to read it. It is obviously YOUR thing. I just can’t understand it“. He shakes his head in disapproval, and walks away.
Shasawy ya rubby?!! :-/

Sweetness »

[20 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on Sweetness…. | 0 views]

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ENGAGED!

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Now, I won’t make this easy for you all,
so you have to tell me what you think happened…
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Did she get engaged to Flan?
or
someone else?
;-)
For previous parts of Sweetness’s story, read here!

record »

[15 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on HEY! | 0 views]
Update:
Sorry I’ve been out of Kuwait & away of Keyboard.
Will be returning soon inshaAllah
Zon, welcome to the honorary list :-)
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STOP !
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Look slowly here —>

and read the counter

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Are you # 50.000 ?

Dear Glitter »

[14 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on No, thaaaank YOOOUU :-) | 0 views]

Hmmm, is it really so?.. Do I “challenge our societal norms” ?
This is what some email is blatantly accusing me of.

And ” .. where else would it come from if not out of Kuwait” !!
What does he mean?

Who is this “A“?

The email was beautifully written, stating that he liked my blog and wishing me and X well. But the sentence mentioned above threw me off a bit and made me think..

As I keep on reading, X enters the room, but I hardly look up. I’m thinking of what to write as a reply to “A“. I start typing when all of a sudden:

GLITTER, bassich blogsat o ta3alay!! “, X shouts from the other room.
Kani kani.. “, I press SEND quickly and hurry to him.
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The next day, I check my inbox, and there it was, another email from Mr. “A“.

I carry my laptop, and settle myself onto my comfy sofa. Pull my hair back. Take a deep breath and press OPEN.

Nothing could have prepared me for what I read next….

Listen to this:

Yes it was a compliment; I don’t think the (insert name of his country) mindset is quite ready for such openness. I think it’s a healthy thing in a society to be able to look with a humorous/critical eye and learn from our mistakes and scenarios. And it is well known that Kuwaitis in general are more open-minded than most Khaleejis, and each state has it’s own experience and peculiarities.

Then he goes off and tells me his story. How he had been studying abroad for many many years now. How the thought of him getting married soon never crossed his mind, let alone an arranged marriage to a complete starnger! But reading my story kind of sold it to him !! ( Yaaay Me!! ) hehehee

So when the opportunity, of a similar situation to mine, came his way he took it. And now after all these years he’s finally engaged and on his way to be a married man within the next few months. :”)

I guess it takes a LOT of courage and blind faith to make that big step, but I firmly believe it should be done sooner than later, and when one has the backing of his family then there is little reason to delay (unless there really is major incompatibility between the parties).

Sooo you see how your lil blog did a bit of good and touched someone’s life far faar away. Small world.

I swear to God I can feel my heart warm up with each word, and my smile is growing bigger bigger with each sentence. This has got to be one of the most precious emails I have ever recieved.

He ends it with:

I hope that my future bride’s experience is as happy as yours :D

Needless to say that that email made my day. I walked around all day with a happy glow in my heart. His sincere words lifted up my spirits and for that I am greatly thankful, and forever grateful.

Roo7 3sa Allah yfarri7 gulbik methel ma farra7t gulby.. O ybarik lik, o ybarik 3alaik, o yejma3 bainik o bain ur future bride eb kel khair o 7ob o mawadda, yaaaa rub..

*raises her hands to the sky earnestly*

**Note to Masq:

That prayer goes to you too, dear bro.

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[5 Oct 2008 | Comments Off on Part 15 – This or that | 0 views]

So… I’ve been away for about 3 weeks but I assure I’m not empty handed. Below are two different directions of part 15 I will leave them up for about 1 week, maybe more. Let me know which one you prefer and on that I will continue part 15. The one with the most votes […]