الحقيقة أغرب من الخيال

My Fabricated twisted Version of this twisted news story!

Why Single Emirati Girls are terrified
By Hanan in UAE December 28, 2006

It is a big mistake to venture out at night if you are young, female and unmarried in the UAE.

Fatma M7amad, a university student, let her guard down and paid the price by being kidnapped. Four days after being carried off by a gang of thugs, starved and severely beaten, Fatma found herself married to a man she had never seen before. (oooh that's new!)
Her tears and screams led to beatings, at least until the nuptials were complete. During the marriage ceremony a rope was tied around Fatma's waist in case she disgraced the groom's family by trying to flee. (so kidnapping someone to marry them is not disgraceful enough) But by then, the resistance had been beaten out of her.

In those dark hours, all she wanted was for the nightmare to end, even if it meant being married to a complete stranger. But, like thousands of similarly married Emirati girls, she feared the kidnappers' vengeance. Unwilling to face more beatings, she resigned himself to marriage.

This is marriage season in UAE, and it is a dangerous time for young women. Imaginary Emirati workers say excessive dowry demands by brides has forced the parents of young men to hire men to organise such "shotgun alliances".

Payment of large dowries - banned by law - is widespread in UAE. The groom is expected to shower the bride with a wide range of consumer goods, jewellery and cash .

Activists in UAE said the bride kidnapping system was well honed. Delivery by the "Rasein bel '3a9b contractors" was guaranteed within days. "Fatat jameela mu7tarama thaat 5uleq" are among the top targets.


I repeat this is a work of fiction I don't want readers to think this actually happens in UAE, we have our own problems as it is lol !

Season's Greetings

One of the best greeting cards I have received this season.

My scanner did not do it much justice.

This one was designed by Calcium Advertising. Great Work!

So text me

"In this world of ordinary people

extraordinary people

I'm glad there is you

In this world of overrated pleasures

and underrated treasures

I'm glad there is you"

- Jamie Cullum


Treasures from extraordinary people in my life: their words mean the world to me


"My life is a series of events that can be described as : what's least possible to go wrong will most probably go wrong to the maximum. "
- P.T (3:55 pm 7-Dec-06)

" I have eyes to see, ears to hear n the ability to think n speak! I am educated, I have enough money to even occasionally lavishly spend. I can walk, run, n lie down. I have a grand roof on my head n a family to fall back on. I eat whenever I want n have water to drink n bathe. Most importantly I was born a Muslim. n I know Allah la yu'9aye3 ajr el3ibad. I'm not going to let the occasional misfortunes of life make me ungrateful or unthankful!
- T (3:48 pm 5- Dec-06)

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يا رب كانه ما حصل لي ألاقيه و ألقى معه روحي و نبض(ن) فقدته

خذ عمرياللي باقي(ن) لي فلا بيه أنا وعدت و بأوفي اللي وعدته

ال(لا) لغيره بس له تنقلب (ايه) وقعت بإسمه خافقي و اعتمدته

الله أكبؤ من كثر ما أنا أغليه لا زاد هجرانه من الوصل زدته

"

- A (5:39 pm 11-Dec-06)

sovereign

I Fight for power .. power to control myself

" being able to survive it doesnt mean it was ever ok..."

One of my new guilty pleasures that I am embarrassed to admit is regularly checking post secret .
There is something so therapeutic about sitting behind a screen and looking at other people's secrets. As you look at each post card someone else's life unravels in front of you explaining to you about your own life and struggles.

"Stumbling I fall away it's hard to make a change

easy to be who you are when no one knows your name

walking past the lonely walls with eyes as cold as stonec

limb inside the emptiness it's safe when you're alone" - Lifehouse

come on, judge me

For some reason I feel like I should be blogging about the rain, about how beautifully depressing it was, about how it promised me of new beginnings and bitter ends.
But I guess I wont. After all, I never did what I expected myself to do. I outdo myself with my rebel against my own self.

What I will blog about is the creepy incident that happened to my yesterday.

On my way to work yesterday morning, I saw a colleague's brand new car and a smile crept on my face remembering an inside joke.
I looked up and saw a phattan (Pakistani) driver in a pick up who just saw me smiling from ear to ear. The minute our eyes met, he actually attempted to pick me up!!! Imagine THAT!! " shesmak, agool shesmak!!!"
In panic I frowned, looked away, and ran for my life. Then mixed feelings of anger, humiliation, disgust and surprise flooded me. I was angered at how cheap a man made me feel. I was humiliated by what what my "market value seemed to be" . Disgusted at the thought of being hit on by a phattan and surprised at the fact that a phattan actually has just hit on a local, and most probably by his demonstrated confidence it seems that it did work for him a few times before!!