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[31 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

I never thought she could pull a trigger… atleast not at herself. I guess there was no need for pressing charges. There’s a system the society followed against those who committed suicide, there was no need for a funeral, there was no moment of silen…

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[31 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Hey you guys sowwy I know 6awalt 3alaikum wajid :pDedicated to Identity :* – Previously On Just My Luck-Knock Knock 3anoud: hallah nawafNawaf: haya wain3anoud: mafeeha shai t3bana galat bitray7Nawaf: (getting angrier) 3anoud tikfeen latlfeen witdoreen …

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[31 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

I know I’m not the first person to complain about Zain ” u heard dozens of complains before” o ab9emlkum bil 20 “Mu 10 …20!! ” ina it won’t be the last …BS jad ma agdar ma at7al6am I am so furious!!!I won’t bore you with details bs ilsalfa ina four…

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[31 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

The next day he woke up late as usual, nothing new…he showered, got dressed, prayed and left for work. On his way, he passed by Starbucks and ordered two vanilla lattes to go, and half an hour later he was in the buildings parking lot.

He got out and carried the cardboard holder which had the hot drinks placed inside. He locked the car and walked into the building, carefully carrying the drinks.

When he reached his floor, he straight away walked over to Mai’s desk.

She was working on a few papers while he was starring down at her.

“Ahmm,” he cleared his throught.

The second he was done, her office phone rang and she answered it.

“Good morning…yeah…sure…ok…bye,” and she closed the phone and resumed back to her paper work.

“Aren’t you at least going to look up?” he asked her.

“I’m too busy to do that since I’m doing your paper work incase you forgot,” he said so plain.

“Ok,” he said as he took her cup of coffee and replaced it with one of the lattes.

“What was that for?” her eyes still glued to the papers.

“This is what I call good coffee, and the one you’re drinking…is really bad! Asta’3furalla, but seriously! I mean, it’s so…undrinkable,” he finished off happy to have found the word to describe her drink.

“I’m unhuman, that’s why it’s undrinkable,” she finally shifted her gaze up to him.

“Yes! I knew it! Hmmm, that probably explains why you’re so…emotionless, I guess.”

“Perfect, just the perfect thing to go with it. I’m an emotionless unhuman undefined thing, wow, way to go with that discovery of yours! I guess you better run along now to the media and tell them your latest finding,” she said sarcastically.

“Hmm, now is that some sarcasticness I’m sensing?”

“Wow, I didn’t know you were that smart! Oh, but I think you forgot one thing, it’s your cue to leave too,” she opened up some documents on Word.

“Ouch! That hurt!”

“Nobody told you to be a pain,” she said as she typed.

He turned around as he lifted an eyebrow, within seconds he couldn’t help himself and hold in his laugh anymore, he’d usually be irritated by her response but he clearly seemed to enjoy it.

He entered his office when he suddenly stoppped. He was confused, wasn’t this his office? he thought to himself. He stepped back out and closed the door, and in he steppped again, but still…no change, it was the same.

“Mai, are they relocating my office?”

“Oh, yeah, about that…your father wants to see you,” she resumed back to her work.

His office was empty, with only two chairs in the middle of the spacious room. Everything was moved out, to where only God knows.

He regained himself and walked back to the elevator and pressed on the button, waiting for the doors to open. He got in and pressed on the twenty-first button and the elevator doors swung open seconds later.

He walked straight ahead down the hallway and to the right, where his father’s office was. He saw his secretary and as she nodded meaning a hello, he knocked on his father’s door.

“Come in,” came his father’s voice from behind the door.

“You called for me…?” he sat down on the chair facing his father.

“How are you?”

“I’m fine…?”

“Ok, should I get straight to the point here?” he took his glasses off and placed them on his desk.

“Please?”

“You started working here, what, three months ago?”

“Mhmm…oh but you mean ‘forced’ me to work here,” he said, a bit confused.

“Look, even though I forced you, it’s for your own good. I’m not going to let you sit all day doing nothing, yeah so you finished studying and wanted a long break, but believe me, a year is more than a break. You have to do something with your time, or like others say, you have to kill your time,” he went and sat next to his son.

“Anyways, let me get to the point…you aren’t even being an average worker, you’re below that level. You come to work whenever you feel like it and I’m sorry but that isn’t what a finance director does. You’re supposed to be dedicated to your work,” he patted his shoulder.

“What good will it do to be dedicated to my work or even try to when I don’t want to work,” he said lazily.

“That’s not an option, your going to have to work some day, and the earlier the better…who knows, you might get married some day and you’ll need to support your family’s costs and payments…you’re going to be their shelter, you’re going to have to protect them…you have to provide them with all their needs…you’re going to have to build your own empire from scratch just like your uncles and I did, and it wasn’t easy…just four years ago we started to get noticed outside of Qatar, out of all of these twenty-eight years…”

“Who said I’ll be getting married…some day?”

“Look, I don’t care if you get married or not, I just want to be responsible…but it seems to me that you aren’t wiling to,” he paused.

“Listen Bandar, I don’t think you’re going to change by hearing my words…you’re going to have to learn…the hard way. I’m not going to sit here and say nothing working day and night while you won’t even bother showing up, and if you do, then that’s a miracle but not anymore…I’m sorry…you’re fired.”

His face was reactionless.

“I want you to work on your own…build your own self up, I want you to take responsibility and work hard, but not here in the company. I’ll tell you all the details back home, I have a meeting to attend to know…excuse me,” he patted his son’s back once more and got up to leave.

He couldn’t get what his father said into mind…he got fired by his own father…did that ever even happen? And what was he going to tell him at home?

He left the company as soon as possible, calm nevertheless.

Hours later he was at home when his father called for him.

“Ta3al Bandar, aby akalmk,” he said as they both walked to his home office.

“Since you aren’t going to be working at the company, I’ve talked to a friend of mine…I don’t know if you remember him or not…esma Adbulaziz AlFlani,” he paused.

“3amy Bu S3ood?”

“Ee, 3alaik noor, 3amk Bu S3ood. Anyways, his eldest son used to be like you…until he made some drastic changes. You’re going to be working on your uncles farm, the men there are going to show you what to do…I need you to prove to me enk gad el mas2oleya o mo l3b, abeek tkbar eb 3ainy and I need you to work hard…like you mean it,” he sighed.

“Shno?! Ana?! Tabeeny ana ashte’3l fe mazr3at 3amy Bu S3ood?!!! Yubba! Yannait int?!” his tone of voice became louder.

“La 7abeeby, ma yannait. Hay 7g ma9la7tk. W int a9lan lain mta ra7 etem chii bala shu’3l o mash’3ala? Lazm etgoom t3tmd 3la nafsk, mo kl shway lain taby shay etye wtgooly! Shubrk rayal!”

“Enzain, 7gk 3alay. Lakin el mazra3a?! 3la el a8al 5alny athbt nafsy eb 6aree8a ’3air hathy! What you’re saying is unbelievable!”

“What I’m saying is an order and to be done. Bachr el sayeg ra7 ywa9lk el mazra3a mn el 9b7. Barez shan6etk la2nk mo raj3, ra7 etem hnaak…glt 7g 3amk yzaheblk ’3urfa m3 7amam o kl shay. All you have to do is be there,” and he walked out.

Bandar was lost deep into his thoughts. What his father said was completely insane.

He went out, grabbed his car keys and drove off, stepping on the gas harder and harder making his way to Hamad Hospital.

As soon as he got there, he parked his car and walked towards the main entrance. He made his way towards the elevator and up to the seventh floor. He passed by the front desk and turned left to the narrow corridor and walked to the last room.

He carefully opened the door and grabbed the chair next to the bed to sit on it.

“Yumma, it’s me Bandar,” he kissed his mothers soft, delicate hand.

His mother was in a comma for the last five years.

“I miss you,” a tear fell down his eye.

He took her lifeless hand in his and squeezed it tight as he kissed it again. His tear fell on her cold, white skin. He took a deep breath before he continued.

“Everyday I come to you with hope that you’ll eventually wake up one day…I miss your voice…I miss your eyes…whenever I stare into them, I feel the comfort that radiate from them…I miss you so much.”

To be continued…

Happy Birthday Dazzy ;* Hope you enjoy your present even though it’s the least :$ Love you and glad that you enjoyed it ;* Welcoe back Zuzzy..miss you ;*

And to my readers, wish me luck, ra7 adawim bukra :S And I think I’ll be posting once a week from now on, but whenever I’m free Ill try to post, even if they’re short :) But don’t expect posts in the weekend, only on weekdays ;)

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[31 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

“Il salam ,” a voice called Jood lifted her head to see Msa3ad ” You again !? ” Jood almost screamed but she tried to control herself because she was in a public place” What do you want Msa3ad ? ” Raseel went over to face him ” Enty t3rfeen 3adil ana …

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[31 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

New online fashion boutique, tawa fate7…www.shabby-chique.com

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Random Post , As Long As You Love Me inshalla this week… I wrote the post bs boga el editing o el checking o chithe. o kil ma afich el laptop something comes up !!! i really do wanna post ! Bs mago wagt ;(Rmithan ;*El3i6la is about to end :S o thi…

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

I know that i said i wont be posting bas i got the chance to write so enjoy ;D1 message recieved:from: dalal( I just saw Fawaz)OMG she has’nt seen him since the day they decided to end things.. dalal and Fawaz were the perfect couple the great match i …

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY YA GAMEEL ;*

KL 3AM O INTY EB ALFF 5AIR O 9E7A O SALAMA YA RAABBB ;*

38BAAAAL EL INFINITY GOOLO AMEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!

ENJOY YOU’ER 20TH TO THE MAX BABE ;)

IT’S NO LONGER THE 1 WITH A 9 NEXT TO IT,IT’S THE 2 WITH THE BIGGER 0 NEXT TO IT :P

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH ;*

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

I know its been a week and im so sorry.. I promise to have a post published tommorow 8bl el f6our.

Im so damn nervous !! My phones been disconnected meaning nly one thing, THE BILL IS UP !
Usualy I dont care bs this time uffff marra 5yfaaa bzyadaaa !!

I mean it it reaches up to 2,000 – 3,000 riyals 3adi no big deal bs lw akthar MY MOM WILL KILL ME !! Im panicking out of control !! Ed3olyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy !! :””(

Plus tommorow Im going to Riyadh for a week so Im busy packing, and my friends are inviting me out to dinner tonight as a second celebration of my birthday .. which a77m a77m was on Tuesday !!

So no post today me verrry verrry sowwwyyyy sam7oniiii !! And inshallah bkrah ;*

p.s ed3oooooooo inah mu foug el 3,000 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

HI!!!la2 ista’3farallah al7een irmithan!!! ISALAMO 3ALAYKUM!!!so kint ga3da afakir i post bas i have many reasons not to:1. awal shay mabe a5ith thanb 3ashan intaw moga3deen ta3biddon rabkum oo tigroon my blogfa al7een kilkum lazim itkonon wa9leen 3al …

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

To those of you who read my cousins blog please sam7oha she hasn’t forgotten about you but she is going through a hard time right now death is never easy on anyone!She will be back, she loves her readers too much but for now she needs her time alone

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[30 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

This one goes to all those anonymous readers;*

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We were leaving the parking lot and heading towards Shamiya.. I love going there, and just roaming around their streets. Their streets tend to relax me, and that’s all i need to be, to be relaxed.

أنا أحبك
أنا احبك ..
ولا فكرت اخونك

وقلبي بالهوى ..
عايش يصونك

احلف ورب البيت ..
غيرك ما حبيت

وعمري يا غلا ..
فدوة عيونك

آه يا عمري عليك ..
كل شي يعجبني فيك

ولو تغيب اشوي عني ..
انا يا عمري اجيك

انت كل عمري فداك ..
والزمن يحلى معاك

انت ما خيبت ظني ..
والوفا كله وفاك


Rashid Al Majid – Ana A7ibik.

As that song ended, i saw Fahad’s face getting frustrated. I have no idea why- he turned the radio off, and breathed in. He seemed to calm down a bit, but i don’t know what got into him! The rest of the drive was silent, i was gazing at the moon and the stars, while he was driving with cold features on his face. We arrived to shamiya, and he started driving through its seats.

“Fahad, abi as2ilik so2al..”

I took him off guard i guess, he had this surprised look on his face, then said “si2lay”

“Mthaygetik ana ibwijoodi? Imta3bitik? Shaklik malik 5ilg, fa itha tebi itridny ilbait 3adi tara mihi mushkilah..”

He suddenly turned to this dark corner, parked his car, ” Ana? Mabeech? Shlon? Sh’hal kalam zaino ish’hal kalam!”

“Madri fahad, faj2a 3a9abt, o sakit.. madri shfeek mo min6ab3ik..”

He looked at me with this look on his face, “Ana asif, bas kint g3d afaker..”

I nodded, and kept quiet. 

“kint g3d afaker feech, zayoon..”

He turned me around.. looked at me, sighed then continued “Zayoon, titzawijaini?”

How does a girl reply to a question like that? Lazim athgel wagool la2? Welaa astanis wagool eeee? Wella shagool bithab6? Bas when he repeated this question, you know the feeling laman it7isoon galbkom 6a7? chithi 9ij 6a7? chithi 9ar feeny. My heart actually skipped a beat, i didn’t know words were capable of so much!

“Ha zayoon shgiltay”

I found that the best reply would be, “Ana rayee min ray ahali..”

I guess he took that as a yes, and grinned. “A7IBICH A7IIIIIIIBICH!”

I smiled.

We stayed in that corner till it was 3.30 am, talking about everything.. him 6affering me, me faking being sad, solafna 3an almost everything and he actually got my mind off my dad.
“Fahood, obooy! 3adi itridny il mustashfa please?!”

He looked at me, nodded and smiled.. the  way back was much more fun. We talked and laughed. 

Although i’d never admit it out loud, i’d like to declare- i’ve got it bad.

And I might actually go back to writing in my diary, wuddya think?

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[29 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

You belong to me
By Taylor Swift

You’re on the phone with your girlfriend, She’s upset
She’s going off about something that you said
She doesnt get your humour like I do

I’m in the room, its a typical Tuesday night
I’m listening to the kind of music she doesnt like
And she’ll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts, I wear t-shirts
She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you’ll wake up and find
That what you’re lookin for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I’m the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can’t you see?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Walkin the streets with you in your worn out jeans
I cant help thinking this is how it ought to be
Laughing on the park bench thinkin to myself
Hey isnt this easy?

And you’ve got a smile that could light up this whole town
I havent seen it in awhile, since she brought you down
You say you find I know you better than that
Hey, Whatcha doing with a girl like that?

She wears high heels, I wear sneakers
She’s cheer captain and I’m on the bleachers
Dreaming bout the day when you’ll wake up and find
That what you’re looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I’m the one who understands you
Been here all along so why can’t you see?
You belong with me

Standin by, waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that?
You belong with me
You belong with me

Oh I remember you driving to my house in the middle of the night
I’m the one who makes you laugh when you know you’re about to cry
I know your favorite songs and you tell me about your dreams
I think I know where you belong. I think I know it’s with me.

Can’t you see that I’m the one who understand you?
Been here all along so why can’t you see?
You belong with me

Standing by or waiting at your back door
All this time how could you not know that
You belong with me
You belong with me

Have you ever thought just maybe
You belong with me
You belong with me

until next time

xoxoxoxoxox

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[29 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

For those of you who asked, no I won’t continue my story due to the fact peopling butting in my life! Not you guys, but there are a couple of girls who came up to me and asked if I had a blog WTF?!? seriously, don’t they have a life?Here we go..I arriv…

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[29 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Waaaaaaay hal ayam mali khlg shaay !!
mn ermithan started w ana malii khlg shaay !! kla nayma!!
bs agoum 7g el 9alat w ard anam;p
ubooy bs ezifnii !! “Suwii hathii mu 7ala !! mn 5 el fayer laih el fu6ur w entaay nayma” ( ma yadrii ena ana ma anam ela around 8 or 9 el 9b7 ;p)
walla malal!! maku shay asawi ghair anam;p
b3ad 9alat el e3sha a6la3 m3a umii w my cuzins w khalatii enru7 ensayer w chthii, w ma arja3 elbait ela bl 1 w adish msn w ashouf movies, aw shows, lain anzaf mn umii bsii laptop;p w aru7 darii w adsh mn el bb(A)
walla sam7ouni !! walla bs mali khlg aktb, w 9ayra salfa m3a 3bdulla, mt.hawsha m3a gabel 2 weeks, w still mtnarfiza;s
walla i promise ill post lama i can enshalla
Sam7ounii (a)

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[29 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

The title says it all…

Just drop in your e-mails here and don’t worry, I’ll change to comment moderation so you don’t worry…anonymous’s, bloggers, silent readers all of you guys, write down your e-mails… I’ll be going private on Monday morning, that’ll give you enough time….

Good night my lovelies ;*

P.S. Dreamer, wainch e5tefaity faj2aa? And Heroine, The Girl, glad you’re back :)

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[29 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Hello :>…………………………………………………………………………..Her name is Sara. She is 19 and is returning to Kuwait after studying medicine in England for 3 months . She missed the country and decided to come back to st…

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[29 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

I am sooo enjoying ramadan ehabel ehabel il ajwa’a 7ilwa…Bismella nabdi Review;pRamadan shows:My fav. show ib Ramadan ” Kha9 jedan” Mal yusra wayed wayed 3ajibni …One of the reasons ina she’s a shrink ” a7ibhum” ;p Wedi ansede7 on leather sofa Drin…

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[28 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

3eesa was finally gone and the two lovers were miserable but their latest confession was enough to make it alittle easier They missed each other terribly , but 3eesa still called when he could .. his surgery was going to be in a week and Raseel was re…

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[28 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]
This one goes to IDENTITY!
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I silently cried to myself until we arrived to the hospital. I tried getting out of the car but my knees were too weak to carry me so i had to lean on his black car for a second. To get my act together, put all the energy i have left into walking, and getting to my mom and dad. My brother’s car is parked, so i guess he called Sulla and told her. [wrtier's note: sha5bari Sulla and Bader. You guys want more of them? Tell me!:D] I heard the beep of Fahad’s car that said that its now locked. Fahad walked over from his side of the car to mine, “Zayoon, yalla?” A tear escaped my left eye, and i quickly wiped it off. 

“Zayoon 7yati intay, latabcheen, inshalah mako illa il5air” I breathed in, looked at him, held his hand and whispered back “inshalah”. We walked into the hospital hand in hand, i needed all the support i can get, without him there i would still be in that parking lot, with the phone beeping in my ear, and crying myself till who knows when. At that moment i realized, i don’t care about the past, especially his. All i care about is right now, and right now im in love with him. Right now, i trust him. Right now, he’s here for me. And most importantly, right now, he cares more than anyone has ever cared.
I was thinking about this while Fahood was talking to the help desk. Asking them where he could find Baba and stuff. He came back to me, put his hand over my shoulders, and we went to the elevator. I took his hand off my shoulders, and said “not yet not yet” with a slight smile. He chuckled, put his hand back, kissed my hair, and said “Kaiifi”. The elevator’s doors opened and i jumped from my spot, scared that a family member would catch a glimpse of us. He laughed in response, i hit his shoulders and walked away, lafait yimeeen.. “Yisar ya 7ilwa, mat3arfeen il 6ireej, fa latin7ashain” Fahad joked. I turned around, gave him a “death” stare, that ended up looking very stupid because Fahad replied with a sarcastic “yummaa ambaaih 5ift”. I ignored as he led the way. We got into this long hallway where I saw Mama and Bader sitting on the faded green plastic seats at the end of the hallway looking very depressed. I ran over to them, and gave my mom a hug, than Bader gave me a hug. They saw Fahad with me, they didn’t ask for a reason, he just said their hellos to him as he grabbed a chair to sit on. All four of us sat, my mom silently crying with her du3a2 book in hand, reading all the ad3ya she can. Bader looking very emotionless keeping his eyes on the floor. I was reading the qura’n and Fahad was watching me. I looked at him, then declared that im starving. Its around 12 am, and i didn’t eat anything after the ice cream and the chocolate! Bader ignored me, my mom whispered that there’s this coffee shop downstairs. I stood up, and saw Fahad standing up with me. “Yala ana aroo7 wya Alzain il gahwa, b3dain asta2thin..” Bader nodded. My mom stood up “Yumma Fahad, itwa9il Alzain ilbait? Mabeeha tig3ad ihny laih tali il lail broo7ha 9arlaha foug lisboo3 matnam 3adil.”
I shrieked, “Mama laa2 bag3ad ihny wyach.”
My mom quietly replied, “Shoofay nameelich sa3a sa3tain o ta3alay, bas lazim itnameen.. intay broo7ich mo g3d itnameen!”
“5ala9 5alti wala ihimich, a7i6ha bi3yooni” Fahad said.
“Mashkoor yuma, allah i5aleek lahalik”
We walked quietly towards the elevator and we both reached to place the elevator button. We looked at each other, and we both pulled our hands away. He then quickly pressed the button, we waited for the “ting” that declares the elevator’s arrival to our floor. As soon as we heard it, we got into that cold tiny elevator, and headed downstairs.
“zayoon itha matabeen itnameen, gooleeli wain tebeen itroo7een awadeech 3shan itray7een shway..” Fahad suddenly said, as we were leaving the elevator heading to the coffee shop. I looked up at him and smiled “inshoof”. I ordered a three cheese sandwich and hot chocolate. Fahad only got himself the sea salt and balsamic vinegar chips. [3IRAFTOO? 7adi mishteheetah!]  We silently got to the car, we got in, and he started the engine. “Haa zayoon wain bidik?” I looked at him with this r you serious look, and replied “bidi roo7 ilshamiya, nitmasha bain the blocks.. okay?” He looked at me like i was crazy, then said “min9ijich?” chan agolah “ee shamiya streets relax me. Please?”  He sighed, and said “Magdar aridich intay, magdar!” I smiled to myself, as i looked out the window thinking of what might happen, to my dad, to me, to my family, and with fahad. 
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wishraykum feeeeni wana i post kilyom? 3ajeeba 9a7?!

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[28 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

There is a new distinguished cupcake baker in town… and the name is ”Glaze”!  
Today was our first family gathering in Ramadhan, given that my family have  finally arrived back from the UK… and the choice of dessert was fruits and a tray of Glaze Cupcakes…

 I took my time taking pictures since it was still early for Fu6oor… i have to say [...]

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[28 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Hey all!Shloonkom? Kil 3am w entaw 9iyyaam ;p I’ve missed you guys and blogging SO much! But I’ve been unbelievably busy with so many things atm so sam7oony for disappearing!I’m sure none of uu fathyeen cuz its ramadan n everyones busy now with eid sho…

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Hey all !Inzain awal shay :I Love you guys SOO Much !! Wallah el3atheem ma tadroon shkthr !!!Ya3ni 7aaaaaaail7aaaaaaaaaaail7aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaailCHTHI YA3NI !!!! :******Thanyan :This will be the longest post i ever wrote , more like pressed ” E…

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[28 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Previously: She was calling A7med. That’s all you need to know.  _________________________________________________ I looked at him while he pressed the ignore button yet again. I couldn’t help but wonder how this would’ve gone had I not be…

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[28 Aug 2009 | Comments Off | 0 views]

Zayoon’s Point of View.

I rolled my window down and plastered the fakest smile ever “Hala Fahad, Shlonik?”
Ma3a6ani majal atkalam, ma rad 3lay 7atan
“SHFEECH ZAYOON  shisalfah? Lasih tebcheen? 3abalich mashiftich? Haman lo mashifitich, 3balich bitgi9een 3alay ib hal ibtisamaaa!? GOOLEELI ISH9AYER!?”
And then the fireworks blasted again, at full speed. In no time, i was pausing for air and couldnt control myself. I saw Fahad’s hand on mine, gawamny min the car. He closed the car, put one hand on my back and lead me to his car’s front seat. I shook my head saying no, but he whispered “Lat5afeen”. That word did wonders. I was in the front seat, and he was driving but his eyes were on me. I started giggling and crying at the same time, then i let out a sigh while trying to stop crying.. “This is embarrassing.” He automatically replied with “ish’hal 7achi! shino embarrassing! LA2 mo embarrassing! Mumkin please zayoon itgooleenli ishfeech? Galbi madri wain ra7 min il 5ar3ah”.. I acted brave, and put all the energy i had left in this one sentence “Dag 3lay DR, baba 7ashitah sakta qalbiya, wuhu il7een ib mustashfa AL* o 7altah 5a6raa” I ended it with a weak smile. 
Faj2a, he looked at me sympathetically and did a u-turn “Chan gilteeeli min il bidaya, il mustashfaa 3aks ilsair.”  I had no strength in replying so i just smiled weakly once again.
We drove in silence for 10 minutes, then i heard him sigh. Lafait 3lay o his eyes were fixed on the road. “Zayoon, i know mo wagta, but do you trust me?” I looked at the road aswell, and kept a straight face “Yes.”
2 minutes later, still straight face ” Do you love me? ” I kept quiet for a minute and mumbled a yes. “Shgiltay?” rad 3lay, while looking at me dead in the eyes with this naughty grin drawn perfectly on his face. “Eee” i said loudly and clearly this time. I sensed a warm big hand over mine, then someone’s lip on my hands.. “6al3eeeni” he said. I looked at him, “Titzawijaini?” I kept quiet once again and THEN my phone rang. “MAMA” flashed on the screened. I replied quickly.
“alo? hala yuma.. ha latabcheen mo g3d afhimich.. shino? EE KANI YAYAH IL7EEEN” 
I closed the phone and looked at Fahad, “FAHAAAAAD ASRAAAAA3″
and started crying once again. 
You gotta hate hormones.
Romeo’s Point of View.
Ana shasaweee? Yabeelaha b3d seb3 degayig 6ireeeej o 3umriiiii ga3da tabchi? SHAHABIB? SHASAWEEE? MAGDAR ASHOOFHA CHITHI! magdar maaaagdar. 
Inshalah obooha mafeeh illa il 5air
o midam i7na lithnain in7ib b3’6, 5ala9 niwait akalim obooha itha allah gawimah bilsalamah.
Bas abi i propose romantically! Wella is that lame?
Is that lame? LAZIM AS2AL SULLO!
waiih 6a3 ana wain wihi wain, oboha yimkin i9eer feeh shay allah laygool.. wana afaker ib how im going to propose.
o sh’hal tifilsif ana i propose romantically! wain ga3deeeen! bas ana widiii kaifi:p
aaaaaahh 3 more minutes, 5al awaseee om i3yali shway! masra3 masamait’ha om i3yali haa?

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Dear readers;

When I first started Hamsa’s story, all I had in mind was how excited I felt and just wanted to pour it out here in my space, and share it with all of you.

The second I hit the “Publish” button, my heart skipped a beat as I realized this is a sensitive subject that i shouldn’t have discussed out in the open. And as one commentator said: Mo mal netkallam 3annah in blogs, hatha kalam ebyoot o lazem ma ye6la3 barrah.

I thought about deleting the post. But when I checked, it already received more than 100 hits. So it was too late.

I just want to clarify that I know what I’m doing. I wouldn’t have suggested Hamsa’s name if I didn’t think she would be perfect for him. Even when I asked X, he said ma ra7 yelga a7san menha.

Hamsa mo ay wa7da. Jamal 0 akhlaq o tarbiya. O fog kel hatha, she comes from a big respected family. Her father- my aunt’s husband, is a very influential man, and his father is a pillar of this community.

So I didn’t think this small matter would be an issue, especially since my family didn’t make it an issue when my aunt married her husband.

So dear readers of mine, I’m opening a survey here on whether to continue the story, tell it as is. Or to delete it 3shan we don’t ruffle any feathers.

Kindly cast your vote, and i’ll sure oblige.

Love,
GG

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Short, i know. Sorry!:* Take a look at the Chatbox please!:D

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Zayoon’s Point of View
I arrived at Peacock’s and parked my car, as i was about to leave my car i got this unexpected phone call. It was from an unknown number. I answered it with a curious “alo?”, then i heard people crying in the background and this guy was talking to me on the phone.
“Alo? Ilsalam 3laikum, wyach il dictor Na9ir Al* min mustashfah Al*, omich galatli adig 3laich wa5abrich ina obooch 7ashitah saktah qalbiya.. o 7altah kaseefa.. o lazim tyeeen il mustashfa il7eeen. Alo? Ma3ay?”
My voice shaked as i answered him with an “E-e-ee di-ctor m-ma3akk, w-wayed 7alta 9a3ba?”
He replied with a sigh, “Allah Kareeem, omich tebeeni asta2thin m3a ilsalamah” 
I lost control of all my senses, and the tears started flowing hysterically, I kept the phone on my left ear and put my right hand on my mouth, and stayed in that position till i heard a knock on my window. At that moment I dropped the phone, quickly wiped my tears and turned to see who was the person knocking. My jaw dropped with surprise. Fahad stood their, with this weird look on his face. I could only describe that look as a concerned one. 

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“I love how suddenly everyone makes ‘the best cupcakes ever’ like they didn’t come right out of a Betty Crocker mix!” Mya said as we sat on the kitchen counter watching Khaled make chicken nuggets.“I know, right? Like it took some divine ma…

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So..After thinking and thinking..I decided to talk to my mom before talking to my dad.The first day of ramadan, around 1 I headed to my mom bel 9ala knowing my dad would be off this time..Kalamt.ha and I told her that if I don’t marry him, I won’t marr…