The Craft of Living

Ive been listening to this song for "Amal Maher" Its called " Beinak we Beinha" which means "Between you and her". Its about a girl telling her husband or her boyfriend that if he HAS to cheat on her then please dont cheat with my best friend. Basically he can go to hell but her friend is more important to her. I personally like the song a lot even though i dont know - God forbid- if i was in her shoes if that would be my reaction. Let alone that i can never imagine my best friend being sneaky or sly enough to hook up with my husband. Infact i couldnt imagine any guy or more likely any REAL FRIEND do that to her friend! Then i bumped into one of my friends who has experienced this event with a close friend of hers. Meaning her friends husband married her other best friend! Question is... if such close friends can do this how well can you know what your friends are really like? PS. if you havent heard the song before... look it up "Amal maher - beinak ...

Im so sad. The amount of sadness around me today is overwhelming. Why do people have to endure such sadness and confusion? Why is it that some people see things so vaguely? Why are people so depressed? Why are humans so weak? Why are people popping anti-depressents like tictacs? Has life become so unbearable? Has all their strength to fight back fade? Why would their friends make it worse for them? Is it because they too are depressed? I dont see it? Is my life so perfect compared to theirs? Is my life so perfect at all? WHat is it that makes a difference between people being depressed and going down that pit and others who are depressed but dont let the feeling invade their sense of security and their zest for life? What is it that makes that difference? Is it religion? or does religion just keep you from committing suicide. Is it a new look that you make? or is that just the superficial fixing method? Is it people's support? Even though i think depressed ones listen to no one but...

Well my friends wedding is coming up in a couple of months. SHe has been asking us for some ideas with regards to many things. The last request she had was a funny or humorous wording for her wedding invitation. I got a couple of ideas from the net and then i made up this little poetic justice!! Tell me what you think :) The 18th of June is our Wedding Day Mae and Khaled are here to stay Venue's the Armante Golf City At 1630 that’s where we'll be We've spent so much on our wedding cake So the wedding dress brooch is very fake. We've shopped so much to get the dress right So you'd better keep your comments about the bride. Hurry up and tell us if you're in or out Before the front tables become a crowd We'll be waiting for your call RSVP Remember the Buffet has more than tea. :)

Spent this whole last week eating out. Or at home but bought something from somewhere. Cooked only once this whole time. And while it was a good break from the kitchen, i honestly thought it would be fun to never think about cooking everyday. However, by the end of the week i was so bored with restaurant food. The very weird feeling was.. i missed my kitchen. EVen though at this very moment.. i dont want to think about going home and cooking coz i am SOOO Sleepy... for no reason! But i cant think of eating out either. EVen though today i will be eating non home- made cooking!! (is that how you negate it?) I thank God im not gonna cook for an extra day but i want some home made food. I think i will hire a cook soon. Gosh why am i publishing this entry... i have no idea. Im soooo sleepy... ZZZzzzZZZzzz

I happen to invite my family over for a belated bday party for my girl. It was lovely. The cake was great. The games were great. The gifts were great. Overall it was a success. Then by the end of the night... and while people were on their way to the door. One of the invitees started criticising my cutlery!! Usually when i have over 25 people in the house i use disposable plates and glasses!. That was obviously a problem!! The criticism and questions of whether i didnt have plates and glasses, or was it too much to ask a maid to come and wash them after the party.. or if i didnt have MONEY to pay the maid to come! WWWOOOOW!! I was mesmerised for a minute coz i didnt see it coming and now that i think of it.. i was too nice. After all this is an old aged family member so i didnt want to be rude. After the party was all over though i discovered that those comments werent the first through the night. That comments kept coming to my husband every minute of the night. Things like "WOW....

How would you feel if you do good deeds and never mention it yet feel so unappreciated? How would you feel if you are so tired and never complain then you're denied the right to be tired? How would you feel if you see the person doing nothing winning the pat on the back and you are manipulated in doing more? What will i gain when im always the good one who can be depended on and therefore get all the work while someone else doesn't get all the work yet still gets what they want just the same! I don't get it. Should i try to do things for the sake of God more and more so i wouldn't feel disappointed in anyway? But im just exhausted. Cant i be exhausted and feel free to show that feeling? Why do i always have to be the one who is altruistic and then be denied the right to express an objection to an idea. I think that sucks!

Copied from Bassi's Blog If I were a month, I’d be March If I were a day of the week, I’d be Friday . If I were a time of day, I’d be 10am . If I were a planet, I’d be Saturn . If I were a sea animal, I’d be a Dolphin . If I were a direction, I’d be Right . If I were a piece of furniture, I’d be a Bean Bag . If I were a liquid, I’d be a Milkshake . If I were a gemstone, I’d be a Diamond . If I were a tree, I’d be an Oleander Tree . If I were a tool, I’d be a Kitchen Knife . If I were a flower, I’d be a Daisy . If I were a kind of weather, I’d be Cloudy . If I were a musical instrument, I’d be a Saxophone . If I were a color, I’d be Pink . If I were an emotion, I’d be Happiness . If I were a fruit, I’d be a Mango . If I were a sound, I’d be Waves . If I were an element, I’d be Wind . If I were a car, I’d be a McLaren . If I were a food, I’d be Pasta . If I were a place, I’d be Maldives . If I were a material, I’d be Fleece . If I were a taste, I’d be Salty . If I were a scent, I’...

One of my best friends is getting married. And being the crazy person that she is, she has planned to have a group dance with her bridesmaids. I need some suggestions for songs that would work as a story between the bride and her bridesmaids. ANy suggestions PLEASE!

I went out with my hubby and girl to eat out yesterday. I mainly wanted to do anythign on valentine so i thought going out is the best thing to do and i would be satisfied this way. It was nice... i took my daughter to play in some baby games and she had fun. That made me happy too. Went home to change and feed my daughter, also thinking of washing the dishes and hanging the clothes to dry. I casually open my bedroom door and there on the bed was a pile of colorful balloons that looked just beautiful. Amidst all that was a teddy bear by a basket full of chocolates (all the kinds i love) Honestly speaking my jaw eventually hurt from the smiling and my taste buds being teased by the thought of eating all that chocolate. That was my valentines gift yesterday... i truly enjoyed it and i couldnt thank my hubby enough! :) It's weird how chocolates and flowers (diamonds too) have this weird effect on woman.. even if they say it doesnt matter much... Hope you all had a great and special va...

Happy valentine everyone. In hopes that you have something fun to do today either with your loved one or your family and friends. I remember back in school we used to buy each other flowers. That was fun. Ofcourse that was just to make up for not getting flowers from boys... but it really didnt matter to us at all! It was always fun to watch people in the street carrying flowers and bears and heart shaped balloons. And more fun if you were lucky enough to see someone receive their gift! :) Girls really put in all their creatiivity and MONEY to get something special for their loved ones. I guess some boys do the same as well. Anyway to all of you out there.. Enjoy the day and fill it with all kinds of love! Happy Valentine.

Last week I was with my husband, daughter and sister in Dubai. It was an amazing trip thanks to our dearest friend bassi who was with us everyday and who had planned a wonderful program for us. I truly enjoyed it. But what i enjoyed most was watching the people around me enjoying themselves. I did not know how much fun it is to watch someone having fun and enjoying something so much. I loved watching my husband look at something with so much fascination and joy. I loved watching him and my sister laughing at the top of their lungs just throwing snow at each other. I loved watching my daughter so happy just riding a rocking pony or holding on tight yet grinning while sitting in a swing. I loved watching my friend's face while laughing at jokes from our anecdotes from back home. It all makes me wish like i could do something to see happiness on someone's face. I've always known that making people happy is a good thing... but watching a face lit up with happiness is just price...

Is it just me? A couple of days ago i was on my company bus back home. I wanted to be dropped in a different stop than my own and take a taxi home since i reach faster that way. So i needed 5 pounds. And i didnt have change that day. Well i had 4 pounds and was short on one. So i was telling this girl beside me who is not a stranger but not a very close friend either. We sit by each other and talk all the way from work to maadi (an hour ride). Anyway i decided to share my problem... that im one pound short to go home early.. otherwise ill have to wait till my stop which is the very last stop. Ok if you were in her shoes... what would be your natural reaction? If it was me i would have two options. 1. I would sincerly look for a pound and give it to her OR 2. if i dont want to give her the money, i would say "let me see if i have any change" look in the bag carelessly and then say "Sorry.. im out of change too" Is that normal or is it just me!! She on the other hand....

Whats up with bosses these days!! Have they gone totally nuts? SOmetimes they give themselves too much rights that literally come out of no where. One of my friends had a henna party she attended. So she had some Henna drawn on her hands. Next morning she was surprised to find her boss so disgusted and told her that she wasnt allowed to have henna on her hands!! Where did THAT come from. So she simply told him... my husband doesnt mind... what is it to you!? He on the other hand told her that he doeant like his secretary to have this kind of art on her hands and ordered her to either wear gloves to work or not come to the office until the henna fades!!! Ofcourse she took the day off (NOT from her annuals) Another time one of the kitchen girls came to work for the management kitchen. SHe was a veiled girl. However, the rule was... if she wanted to work up in management floor she had to lose the veil. Yeah...and they say only arabs discriminate!!! These are foreign rules and not national...

Ive noticed that i always take a humourous approach to everything. Happy, Sad, sarchastic, grief, accidents, pains, insults.... EVERYTHING! My memory is so down the drain and my humour usually saves the day. One of the incidents that my memory gave up on me and my humour saved me was the time when i went in to my company chairman to pay my respects for one of his inlaws death. Im not really fluent when it comes to paying respects... so i learn what i want to say like "elbaka2 lellah" and keep repeating it in my head with nothing else to distract me. On my way to his office... i asked his secretary if he was inside and she said yes go ahead. Upon setting foot in his office.. my mind went blank... the my mouth blurted something that i honestly dont know where it came from. While i had my most serious face and grieving face possible i said "Happy New Year". He smiled and said... same to you. But ofcourse i was on the ground laughing at my goofy.. and so was he. When i ...

Oh lookey...I've been given a Beautiful Blogger Award by my childhood friend Bassi. Tamar feeha el 3eshra! :) So look like there are some rules I have to stick to .. just to be worth the award. Hell why not. 1) Thank the person who nominated you for this award - THAAANK YOOOU BAAASSSIIII 2) Copy the award and place it on your blog - On the top 3) Link tot he person who nominated you for this award - Ok 4) Tell us 7 interesting things about yourself - SEVEN??? Wow... i cant think of anything interesting about me.. ok maybe umm lets see! a. I am glad some people think im funny.. coz i dont see it!!? b. I wish i could read more informative stuff c. I wish i could REMEMBER whatever informative stuff i read d. I was hoping that id stay in college in dubai since there were so many subjects i wish i had studied like Zoology, astrology and photography! e. Sometimes i think of learning french again... but the images of Mrs. Derajy drive me away from the idea EVERYTIME f. Finally... my lo...

Happy new year everybody... may 2010 be full of happy and fruitful events. I hope all of you had a very special new years eve... kind of like mine but in a VERY different way. Oh yeah.. my new years eve was very eventful. I was out of town for the week with my family and we were on our way back this Thursday. When we came back we were stunned to know and see the back door triangular window of our parked car broken and our back seat speakers stolen. The front door has been a little damaged due to the forced entry trial... and error... hence the broken window! Yes indeed. My husband spent his new years eve in the street between the police station to file a report... to the car wash to remove all the glass in the backseats and finally to the glass repair shop to fix the little window. At the end of the day, we thanked god that there was nothing valuable in that car which could have caused us a lot of damage. We also thanked god that the theif was so dumb that he took the speakers and left...

A couple of days ago i was sitting casually infront of my TV screen with Leen playing with her toys on the ground infront of my sofa. While flipping the channels i stopped at one that has a program called "words of the heart". The hostess was a young beautiful veiled lady... and infront of her was an older woman who she referred to as "Doctora". I didnt know the interviewed doctor's name and i didnt care. SO i kept it for a while to watch what they were talking about discussing some woman's problem and the doctor said that she has been accussed of being harsh and hard on women... but she isnt and her advice comes from a mothers heart to her daughter! After a minute or two they got a phone call from a young lady who was telling them her problem and really didnt ask any questions for the doctor to answer. She went on saying that she was married to a pious man who was very good to her and her children. HE only had one problem.. that when he was angry or nervous...

Marwa Rakha an AUC graduate has written a book "The posion tree" and published it online after feeling like she was ripped off by her publishers. She has made her site for anyone who wants to publish a book they wrote for free and she even offers editors, designers and marketers for free. She promises her author friends to promote their books on her facebook group, twitter and whereever she can. Ive been reading her book about how guys are these days in egypt and how girls are as well. i must admit that she has written this book in a very nice style and her sense of humour truly shines through. Even though i might not agree with all her opinions and thoughts i still applaud her style since i really enjoy things that at some point or another make me laugh. So girls... i think all of you can relate to one of her stories and anecdotes... Im so sure you will enjoy it. Give it a shot. To download the book go to the link below: http://www.marwarakha.com/index.php?categoryid=13...

My fortune today on yahoo says "Take a moment to remember fourth grade" I found the idea fun and started recalling these happy childhood days. I remember i was in aldiyafa school (currently Aldiyafah highschool) When it was in Jumeirah in a small villa beside Abella supermarket and its principle was Mrs. Dikona (May her soul rest in peace). I loved her and i loved my class teacher (Mrs. Vasanti). It was,however, the first year i come in 4th place out of a full class... of 6 people! That was maybe the worst year i had. Not only was i the 4th out of 6 people i was also devasted because i was used to come in 1st or 2nd on 30 kids. So you can imagine how i felt. i was humiliated. But that was the only downside to this academic year. 4th grade was also the year i met my current sister. She remembers that she was told wonders about a girl she will be meeting in her new class. A girl who was sweet and friendly.. only to find a snob who called her a donkey on her first mistake or so...

I've been thinking lately how life where i come from has made people so cautious with everything they do. Cautious of how they speak and how they sound when they speak. cautious of every move, every gesture, every look... Cautious of petty much everything! I've visited a friend in the Middle East a couple of years ago. We went out together. And while we left the car to enter one of the shops i tucked my handbag under the car seat. She looked at me in wonder. "What are you doing?" she asked me so innocently!! So i so confidently replied " im hiding my bag so no one would break you car window to take it or something!" Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "No one will do that!!" Wow... look how life has made me and how life made her! I never thought that i feel insecure where i live... but these petty things were just gestures of caution. But there where she came from... these cautious moves werent even on her mind... I loved it! But after a while i...