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		<title>*Final Growing Admiration</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 22:22:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">For those that didn't know, part 36 is posted before that. I love you all;**<br />Exquisite:*<br />---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /></span><br />I saw nothing, everything was pitched black, so much for getting my hopes up.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It was then that I realized that I couldn't see anything due to all the bandages stuffed over my eyes. Hope was rebuilt in me in a matter of seconds, I kept hoping that I may see light, just a glimpse of it if I had lifted the bandages.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I moved my hand really slowly to move the bandage slightly, I returned it as soon as I moved it, my eyes pained severely.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">No that's not possible, my eyes hurt me, which means that what I just saw was light, yes that wasn't black, is it possible? But</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I sensed Cala moving, she obviously woke up. Ok now this is the moment that determines everything, I know that she might hate me but this is the last step.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Bandar, 7abeebi inta gimt?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: mm</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: 3umri shlounik al7een? Do you feel any pain? Are you okay? Tabi ay shay? What can I get you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Cala why am I not seeing anything?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: 7abeebi 3alashan il bandages akeed mint shayif shay, let me call the doctor.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">The doctor came in</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Dr: Helloo Bandar I see you look in good shape.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Doctor why am I not seeing anything?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Dr: How about I examine ur eyes? Please dear may you get out of the room while I finish my examination.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Sure</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">She went out and the doctor started to examine me.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Dr I really can see, I just want to make it a surprise for my family (ya3ni shbagoola hatha bashoof etha Cala tabeeni wana 3amay wila bithidni begool hatha maynoon)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Dr: ohh I see he was laughing. I'm really glad that the operation had succeeded, congratulations but their are some precautiousness that I want you to be aware of.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Sure doctor, anything</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">The doctor explained to me all the instructions that I had to follow, I had to avoid light as much as possible. The bandage is staying on my eyes for a week, and I have to wear sunglasses followed by that. I must avoid light as much as possible, but the result was all worth it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cala came in</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Dr: I'm really sorry dear</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cala came running to me, I can tell from her footsteps and the amount of time that she had reached my bed</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: 7abeebi don't worry it's all gonna be ok, we can be just like Gabi and Carlos but I promise I'll be better than Gabi I won't do things behind your back and use my hands to remove raisins from your food.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I couldn't help but chuckle that was the only answer that I needed, you see my dear readers I wanted to know if Cala would still be willing to stay with me even if the operation didn't work and say I was to be blind my whole life.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I hugged her and informed her and her cheeks were filled with tears of happiness the moment the news escaped my lips, she hugged me with a strenghth that I never thought a little person could have</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: How could you even think that? For better and worse 7abeebi not better and better.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">She called my parents after that just informing them that I woke up afraid that they'll rush on their drive to the hospital and they arrived before we knew it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I told them the happy news and all I could hear after that were mama's sobs with Cala's. Such drama queens and my dad and I were laughing the whole time. I must say that the happiness that sounded through their voices didn't compare to the pain I was feeling from after the operation. The nurses asked my family to leave telling them that I needed my rest. Yes I did say my family, not my parents and Cala because I consider her a part of my family from now on.</span><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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		<title>*Growing Admiration 37</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Jun 2009 20:36:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;">I missed all of you guys, I finished my last exam today and it's officially summer for me!!<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Cute and Cuddly and Shoosha;** I miss you sooo much:(</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;">Cala</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">This past week had been really hectic for me, I was really busy preparing for Germany, arranging and booking flight tickets, hotel and everything. Bandar offered to do all these things but I simply refused. The deal with my parents was that I was to stay at the same hotel that Bandar's family was staying at, SCORE, twice the fun.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">Just when it seemed that Bandar and I couldn't be more in love or get any closer I was wrong, we were bonding in an enormous way.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">Today is my flight to Germany, everything has been arranged and of course all the attempted work that I 've done had went to nothing since it turned out that baba had booked everything for me with Bandar's father. Could this get any sweeter?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;">Bandar</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">I'm supposed to get operated today, to say the truth I'm beyond scared. Or intimidated you may say, not of the operation itself but of how my loved ones are gonna handle the news if the operation hadn't succeeded.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">Cala hasn't left my side since then, she made up an excuse to my parents telling them that the course that she wanted was full and that they did not accept any more students. They fell for it of course, my dad offered if she wanted him to talk to the dean but she kindly refused. I can tell that my mom really did like Cala, they were bonding amazingly. She was great to be around with, I mean who wouldn't like her. </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;">Cala<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">It has been five hours since Bandar was taken to the operation room, I'm really starting to worry, they said that the procedure should take 4 hours why is it taking 5? Bandar's parents hadn't left his side they have been more than supportive and none of us had high expectations except his mom a little bit, you could see that she's eager to know the result just like the rest of us. But of course, she's just like any other mom, she doesn't want to see her own son forbidden the gift of sight.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">The doors opened wide, and I saw the doctor coming out of, we all ran to him as soon as he came out.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;">Bandar's dad: How did the operation go doctor?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;">Doctor: we faced a little diffuclties througout the procedure but thankfully we overcame all the obstacles.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;">Cala: How is he now?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Dr: I can't guarantee you that he had regained his sight back, only Bandar can tell us himself when he wakes up, now excuse me I have another operation.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">The doors flung by open once again and I saw Bandar laying down on the bed with a cap covering his head with his eyes covered.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">The nurses took him to the room and we followed</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;">Nurse: Sir please, he won't be up for another twenty four hours, you go home and rest and we'll call you as soon as he wakes up.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">After a long time convincing Bandar's parents to go home and leave me with him, I stayed by his side the whole time, just holding his hand and talking to him. I prayed and prayed for him. (shoosha Bandar needs your prayers right now)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;">Bandar</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-family:verdana;">I woke up feeling a bit of weight on my left hand, I could tell that it was Cala, I knew her from her scent 7abeebti she must be tired right now. I tried looking at her direction but nothing, I saw nothing, everything was pitched black. So much for getting my hopes up</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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		<title>*Growing Admiration 36</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It was the right moment, I told my parents about my summer program, and here's what they had to say, something that I didn't expect AT ALL</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Sure 7abeebti you can go but on one condition.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Which is???</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: You do know Bandar eli ma3ach oo 9arla 7adith 3adil?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: ee mama shfeeh?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: ana kint ga3da akalim oma hathak il youm wasma3ha tgool ina yimkin eroo7oon e3aljoona eb Almania bas lail7een moo akeed fa etha ihma berou7oon trou7een 3ala il aqal adri ina fee wa7da mas2oola 3anich minak walaw tis2al 3anich matrou7een brou7ich.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Laa laa ma 3inda banat esafroon brou7hum, tabeen ana awadeech awa9lich oo kilishay ati6aman ina kilshay ok ba3dain tgdireen trideen ma3ahum.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Enshala yuba eli tshoofa</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Deep down I wanted to jump from happiness, I mean so what if Baba will be there at first? It doesn't matter as long as I'm gonna be with Bandar.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I called Bandar and informed him that I told my parents but I did not tell him their answer. We decided to meet Caribou near Flex at 8.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I dressed up and I'm on my way to meet him right now.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Mi7sen<br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I went to have coffee with a couple of old friends at Caribou, I raised my head only to see the most beautiful creature in this planet, the one that managed to make my heart beat fast even after all this time. I saw her with a smile on her face, but to my utter dissapointment I saw her heading for the guy with the grey polo shirt. She seemed so happy and hugged him all of a sudden after evidently breaking some happy news. I just couldn't do it and ruin what she has right now, I have no right, I had her but I let go of her it's too late for me now, she seems very happy. I wanted to go and say good bye to her for the last time, but her smile vanished as soon as she saw me. I stopped mid way, she had a pleading look that was begging me not to come and ruin it, instead I returned to where I was, gathered my belongings and waved to her good bye. She smiled a smile of gratitude knowing that I have meant good bye by my wave and nodded her face. It felt good seeing her happy, I would rather see her happy with that guy than being miserable with me.</span><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;">Cala</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Mi7sen is gone? Finally gone, it seems that he had gone for good this time, I really hope so. I do cherish whatever memories that he had, because if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have learned from my mistakes neither would I be with Bandar at this moment. I'm the luckiest person in the world right now. 7emdila ya rab.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Why are you quiet? We're going to Germany baby!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">I'm sorry that this is short, but I have started my finals and I won't be able to post until June 4, the last day of my finals!:D I love you all;** and i'm gonna miss you guys so much:*</span><br /></span><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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		<title>*Growing Admiration 35</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 12 May 2009 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://dashboarddoll.blogspot.com/">Cuteandcuddly</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"> this is for you;* I love you;**</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Hmm i've been thinking about that too yesterday and I came up with the perfect idea.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: You have? What is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Simple, you see, Summer vacation is coming up, you can tell your parents that you're taking an extra curricular course where they offer classes that aren't offered here in Kuwait and that you need it for your major.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Hmm so my love is a smart ass wana madri?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Ti6anizaain??</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: La walah I'm serious, you're right, aslan my dad has been nagging me to do something that's "useful" as I recall.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">And just like that, with all our talks, I forgot all about Mi7sen.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Baby, how about we go out for coffee after class?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: laa 7abeebi, I wanna go back home, to propose the idea to my parents, I can't wait I wanna knw their answer</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: 6oul 3umrich 3ayla</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Lol, ok so how about this? I go and ask them, and I'll tell you what they say when we go out for coffee but AFTER their decision?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: This sounds great, I can't wait.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I drove back home, and couldn't wait to tell my parents about the idea.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: MAAMAAA, BABAAA I'm home</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Hala mama, ibooch lail7eena ma wisal</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Ok, I'm gonna call him to see when he's coming, I wanna talk to you guys about something</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Khair sh9ayer?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Wala shay mama, lat7ateen</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I heard the keys nibbling in the door and smiled instantly knowing that it's gonna be my dad.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I went to him and hugged him</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: I miss you baba</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">He hugged me back</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Hala baba, shakhbarich? Wainich hal ayam, min ziman ma shiftich</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Ee baba, 7agik 3alay tadri hal ayam imti7inat oo chithi</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: eee yala shiday 7ailich baba ma biga shay</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He went to my mom and kissed her hand,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Shlounech yal ghalya?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Mama was blushing, their adorable, even after all these years, I couldn't help but wonder if Bandar and I are gonna be like my parents even after 25 years of marriage.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: enshala, al7een ana arou7 anchib el ghada</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: ya 7abeebti, ana laish 7a6lich 5adam? Khaleehum ihma yanchiboon el ghada, wila shmihnat'hum?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: la 7abeebi 3adi, may3arfoun lazim ana ib nafsi</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama headed to the kitchen while my dad pulled me towards him embracing me</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Omich ras'ha yabis</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Haha ba3ad shinsawi, omna lazim nit7amalha</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Calo! Ista7ay</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Haha I sorry baba</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: I sorry ba3ad shti6la3?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cala hmm let <a href="http://loversdivine.blogspot.com/2009/05/www.liveandlove-28.blogspot.com">love;**</a> explain that to him: <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Nothing nothing baba it's just a cuter way for saying i'm sorry</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: hehe intaw oo mus6ala7atkum, manla7ig</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Baba you know what? Awal ma a7ad egoolik shay oo ma3jibak just tell him whatever</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Whatever</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Yeah, you just say it</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Mama came in with the lunch and had the cook make me my own dish since the lunch was fish and I didn't eat fish</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Shma3na Cala? Shinu ya3ni ehya she's special itsaweenlaha 6aba8 broo7'ha wana la2?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: la 7abeebi bas adri inik t7ib il simach oo bintik el di3la ma takil</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">He didn't reply</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Za3alt?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Whatever</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">And we all burst out into laughter.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It was the right moment, I told my parents about my summer program, and here's what they had to say, something that I didn't expect AT ALL<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);font-size:85%;">PS: I reposted it so it would show first, for some reason it wasn't showing;* and i'm gonna copy ur comments:p</span><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 07 May 2009 22:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://dashboarddoll.blogspot.com/">Cuteandcuddly</a><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"> this is for you;* I love you;**</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Hmm i've been thinking about that too yesterday and I came up with the perfect idea.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: You have? What is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Simple, you see, Summer vacation is coming up, you can tell your parents that you're taking an extra curricular course where they offer classes that aren't offered here in Kuwait and that you need it for your major.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Hmm so my love is a smart ass wana madri?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Ti6anizaain??</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: La walah I'm serious, you're right, aslan my dad has been nagging me to do something that's "useful" as I recall.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">And just like that, with all our talks, I forgot all about Mi7sen.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: Baby, how about we go out for coffee after class?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: laa 7abeebi, I wanna go back home, to propose the idea to my parents, I can't wait I wanna knw their answer</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: 6oul 3umrich 3ayla</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Lol, ok so how about this? I go and ask them, and I'll tell you what they say when we go out for coffee but AFTER their decision?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Bandar: This sounds great, I can't wait.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I drove back home, and couldn't wait to tell my parents about the idea.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: MAAMAAA, BABAAA I'm home</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Hala mama, ibooch lail7eena ma wisal</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Ok, I'm gonna call him to see when he's coming, I wanna talk to you guys about something</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Khair sh9ayer?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Wala shay mama, lat7ateen</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I heard the keys nibbling in the door and smiled instantly knowing that it's gonna be my dad.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">I went to him and hugged him</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: I miss you baba</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">He hugged me back</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Hala baba, shakhbarich? Wainich hal ayam, min ziman ma shiftich</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Ee baba, 7agik 3alay tadri hal ayam imti7inat oo chithi</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: eee yala shiday 7ailich baba ma biga shay</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">He went to my mom and kissed her hand,</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Shlounech yal ghalya?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Mama was blushing, their adorable, even after all these years, I couldn't help but wonder if Bandar and I are gonna be like my parents even after 25 years of marriage.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: enshala, al7een ana arou7 anchib el ghada</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: ya 7abeebti, ana laish 7a6lich 5adam? Khaleehum ihma yanchiboon el ghada, wila shmihnat'hum?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: la 7abeebi 3adi, may3arfoun lazim ana ib nafsi</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama headed to the kitchen while my dad pulled me towards him embracing me</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Omich ras'ha yabis</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Haha ba3ad shinsawi, omna lazim nit7amalha</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Calo! Ista7ay</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Haha I sorry baba</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: I sorry ba3ad shti6la3?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Cala hmm let <a href="www.liveandlove-28.blogspot.com">love;**</a> explain that to him: <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Nothing nothing baba it's just a cuter way for saying i'm sorry</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: hehe intaw oo mus6ala7atkum, manla7ig</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Baba you know what? Awal ma a7ad egoolik shay oo ma3jibak just tell him whatever</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Whatever</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Yeah, you just say it</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">Mama came in with the lunch and had the cook make me my own dish since the lunch was fish and I didn't eat fish</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Shma3na Cala? Shinu ya3ni ehya she's special itsaweenlaha 6aba8 broo7'ha wana la2?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: la 7abeebi bas adri inik t7ib il simach oo bintik el di3la ma takil</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">He didn't reply</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Mama: Za3alt?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Baba: Whatever</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">And we all burst out into laughter.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">It was the right moment, I told my parents about my summer program, and here's what they had to say, something that I didn't expect AT ALL</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 18:49:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">Shoosha;* this is for you, I'm sorry you guys it's really short but I promise a longer one soon;*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br /><br /><br />One text message received</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-family: verdana;">99******</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;">Remember me?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Are you kiddin me, I thought! How could I not? I remember you and I wish I don't, I wish that I have never got to know you. Go away, go away, this is all a dream!</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">To my disgruntlement I didn't snap out of this dream, it wasn't a dream, it was reality.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I didn't reply to his message neither to his phone call that was followed by his message within 5 minutes. Correct that, phone CALLS not one phone call.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Beep</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala, baby, I once promised you that if things didn't work out with the girl I used to be in love with, you'd be the first to know. I ended things with her, I realized that there's no love between us, I never felt with her what I have felt with you, please, I just need to talk to you.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I felt a set of feelings rush through my brain, my heart beats were speeding. I hated that feeling!! Why am I having it, I love Bandar and I shouldn't have these kind of feelings rushing back through my veins. I twisted and turned that night trying to fall asleep. I wasn't able to sleep until the last hour before my alarm woke me up again.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I was certainly not in the mood for dressing up today, I just wore a white short tunic dress with a pair of purple leggings, no make up at all, my hair the way it is I left it lying on my back. My eyes were a bit swollen or red as you may say, so it was defitely a sun glasses day for me.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Bandar called me on my way to the Uni but I didn't pick up, all I did was burst the volume of the music, I was swept with anger, rage and guilt at the same time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">I saw Bandar waiting outside his car as soon as I reached the Uni, Raju pointed at me smiling and obviously informing Bandar that I have arrived at the same time. He straightened his figure and Raju called me as I walked out of my car. Fithee7a hal Raju. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Oh well, there's no way I'm gonna be able to avoid him now. I walked up to him with guilt rashing all over my skin. I mean why is it that I'm feeling this way, it's not like I have replied to any of his texts or phone calls.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala: Good morning</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Bandar: Hala, laish ma trideen 3ala telefonich? </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala: Sorry 7abeebi ma sima3ta I had the music on a high volume.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Bandar: Ok yalla, let's get going, class is about to start</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">We walked in silence the whole time, Bandar strectched out his hand for me to hold but I just gave him my hand, he was the one holding me while I was deep in my own thoughts.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">At class</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Bandar whispered to me: What's wrong baby?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala: Hmm? Nothing why?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Bandar: You have said nothing but good morning to me, and you seem distracted I can tell by the way you're stroking your fingers real quick up and down my thighs. Unless, you're attempting to flirt with me, you're not attempting to flirt with me are you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala: Lol, you and your perverted mind, what would I ever do without you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Bandar: Zain, gooleeli shfeech 3umri?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala: wala shay 7abeebi i'm just thinking of how I'm gonna break the news to my parents about me going with you.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Bandar: Hmm i've been thinking about that too yesterday and I came up with the perfect idea.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;">Cala: You have? What is it?</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 02 May 2009 12:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">So I'm not back from my break but I am back from my vacation:p I was just in the mood for writing this post, I hope you guys like it;* I miss you all so much:*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);">-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span><br /><br />I talked to Bandar today and I told him that I wanna see him tonight. He made up some excuse at first but I told him that I really wanna see him, he seemed a bit down. It was obvious that he tried to show that he's fine with whatever it is that was bothering him.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">The Scientific Center-<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">We were walking a long the beach hand in hands, and my baby seemed to be really upset, it's been an hour and nothing he wasn't planning on opening up and telling me.<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: What's wrong baby? What's bothering you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar inhaled a lot of air and exhaled it all at once</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: Nothing, why?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Bandar I could tell that you're upset from something, what is it tell me? Maybe I can help</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: 7abeebti please it's just my family is really pressuring me on doing something that I don't want and it would be really nice if I didn't have to recall it.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">I was starting to panic, afraid that his dad would nag on him on marrying his cousin again, thousands of thoughts rushed through my mind: What is it?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">He pressed my hand and pulled it up to his lips: Nothing that you have to worry about beautiful.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">I pulled my hands back: They want you to get married, don't they?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">Bandar chuckled</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: It's not funny, they're back on your cousin's thing aren't they? Things didn't work out with her boy friend so now she wants you doesn't she? That's the thing isn't it?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">His face went back to serious, the sign that I was fearing.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">I cried and as I was about to walk away, correction, run away from him he held on tighter to my hand, he didn't let go of his grip and he pulled me so close to him that our bodies were touching.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Let go, please</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: never</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Bandar please, what else do you want from me, hasn't all what I've been through enough? Don't you think that I do deserve to be happy some point of my life?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">Bandar (it all hit me at this moment, she does deserve to be happy and not only at some point but all of her life, how would she be happy if I stayed this way, just like any other girl, she would want a man that would be able to acquire all her dreams, I'm gonna do this, and for you only my love, for you)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: Here's the thing, lately my dad had sent my reports to a couple of hospitals in Germany, and there's this really good doctor that told my dad that there is a 45% chance that I'd be able to regain my sight, I didn't want to tell you so I won't be filling your heart with false hopes and illusions. What if the operation failed and I wasn't able to regain my sight? What then? We'd start over all from the beginning, I mean I'm finally adjusting to my situation but I just realized that this isn't enough, not for me or for you, I know how much you suffer each day seeing me like this and you're right, this is the least I could do to make you happy, I know that it is for me, but trust me baby losing my eye sight made me observe all the things that I could do while I was able to see and trust me, there are definitely some things that you're gonna like.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">He smiled his naughty smile. I was speechless on the other hand.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">I hugged him so tight and </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">he was taken back by my reaction, and </span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: I'm going with you, and I don't care if the operation fails, as long as I'm with you, it doesn't make any difference to me but at least we can say that you tried can't we?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">He smiled and held me closer: you know how much I love you, don't you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">We walked for what seemed like an hour and I didn't want to seem so enthusiastic afraid that it'll make it harder for him seeing me with many high hopes, I mean this was the best news that I ever heard in my life, this means that Bandar is gonna be all happy again, to say the truth that's the most thing that matters to me, I can't say that it doesn't make a difference to me if he's blind or not, it does. And it's a big difference, but life's all about comprimises and to me, I'm happy as long as I see him happy. I can tell that he was intimidated and excited at the same time, but he didn't want to seem so eager about it afraid that nothing will change and that the operation would fail. I tried sucking him out of that mood.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Cala: Sooo when are we going to Germany?</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">I was hopping from excitement.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: haha we??</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Duh! Well you don't think I'm gonna let you go there alone, what if you regained your sight and then you'll be missing the figure of girls so I'm not gonna let you drule over these German girls!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: haha, baby none of these German girls could be compared to you, e5asoon a9lan ma yiswon shay muqaranatan feech.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: eee 3alabaali ba3ad</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: I'm gonna sleep with you in the hospital ok?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: my pleasure, I thought this day would never come</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Bandero! Way3a you pervert</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: Haa? Shinu? Ma gilt shay ana, hatha tafkeerich entay!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Laaa? Tafkeeri ana haa??</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: Hahaa i'm just kidding baby come here</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: ba3dain what are you gonna tell your parents?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: I'll think of something, try to make any excuse but I'm sure it's gonna be hard.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Bandar: I'll help you with the excuse, you suck at lying!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Fine, I'll leave it to the pro.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">We walked back to the car, we were greeted by Raju of course, I got into my car that was parked next to Raju's and we each went into our seperate ways when we reached Surra. I found mama's friend sitting in the dining room with mama, both of them were having dinner. We exchanged formalities and I sat with them for 10 minutes and excused my self.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">I went upstairs, feeling ecstatic, I showered and left my wet hair to dry on it's own. I found a missed call in my mobile, a number that I recognized, a number that I knew from the bottom of my heart but I decided to ignore it.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;">Knock knock<br /><br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Tfathaal</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mama: Hala yuma shakhbarich?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: 7emdila bkhair</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mama: Yuma 3araftay minu hathi el mara eli kanat 3indi min shwaya?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: La yuma minu?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mama: Hathi rifeejti min ayam el thanaweya, Um Mi7sen.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Cala: Ahaa ya7lailha, shakelha 7laiwa</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mama: Tgool ena bint'ha ma3ach bil jam3a isimha Rana Al Flani, mat3arfeenha?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;">It all clicked to me at that moment, Rana Al Flani, which means that she's um Mi7sen Al Flani, Mi7sen!</span><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1'></div>]]></description>
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