.sinful pleasures

A confession of a couple of quite bad addictions I happen to suffer from and don't even bother to get treatment for.

1- Shisha (Hookah) 

This is an addiction that was conceived in happiness and leisure, raised in rage and depression, has grown to be my only refuge and is consuming every last part of me (including my honesty).

First time I have huffed a puff was approximately 4 years ago, when the females in my family were all around, and new beautiful bonds were forming, along with all these sweet moments it was introduced by an older and rather awesome one of us. But things happen and people depart, physically of course, we cannot ever be detached emotionally, we integrate each other. I am not assuming, but entirely positive that I took off the habit by myself because subconsciously, it reminded me of a much better, much simpler time, it's like I have extracted the parts of those memories that is the easiest to recreate and went ahead with it.

The bad part is, I am not being able to let go, I have tried, financial crisis didn't stop me, physical damage didn't stop, disapproval of loved ones didn't effect me.. I don't know what else well, and I don't want to get to the moment where I no longer have a choice.

My father was a heavy smoker, and he quit due to a severe illness he encountered, my uncle passed away because of his tobacco consumption, this is exactly what I do not want, I want to quit while I am still strong, but I am honest enough with myself to admit that I do not see it happening anytime soon...




To be continued..

.bigotry level: Arab

Not just recently, but for a very long time now, I have noticed that we (as Arabs) were designed to believe that we are the most discriminated against group of people on the globe, we were fed this fact so exaggeratively that when signs of it do surface we become absolutely irrational.

I am not at all denying that it is true, the ignorance of some and the media's exploitation of that ignorance by throwing stereotypes in the air to sprinkle the icings on their minds are backing up that fact like no other. I don't want to run the guilt machine or fish in turbid waters, but call it Karma.

When you start making jokes about how the Jordanian soccer team lost to Japan's because they couldn't tell who's who of offense and defense, when you treat foreign labor workers as if they are lower species designed especially for your service, when you consider people who have a skin tone darker than yours Abeed (slaves), when you hate someone from your own country because you idiot come from another area, then yes, do call it Karma.

Discrimination against any ethnicity/religion is always wrong and unjustified in anyway, but it's like punching people around all day then turning to the legal system because someone poked me. Respect people and treat them fairly in order for that to happen to you.

#JustAsimpleRant

في إحدى الحضانات.

"المدرّس الشرس" الذي ضرب 25 طفلاً في حضانة مصرية

I couldn't bear to see the video screenshot again, that's why I only posted a link

I wonder why there's still no law to have teachers go under a psychological health examination before taking off teaching kids, especially when the ages they're supposed to be "teaching" and "taking care of" are this young and sensitive.

But apparently, anyone who agreed to hire this psychopath, needs to be examined as well, so that shows how deteriorated the situation is.

What makes me wonder even more, are the people who actually film this kind of crap, and so proudly post it online, what the frack is so entertaining about 4-5 year old children begging for mercy that is not in anyway given to them, not from the monster who is abusing them in the name of teaching, not from the animals recording this video which can't be considered anything less than a crime, and even when they get back to their homes to find relief from all this suffering they get to go through when they shouldn't even be hearing about, they go back to parents - who according to the article- don't have any problem with what's occurring in that trash shaped kindergarten.

So , 2 more groups in need of serious help.

Reading the comments, some people justify this by saying that they've experienced the worst when they were young attending public schools and they turned out fine, especially that this could be the only way to deal with some students, so the video content isn't much.

Ok, so,, I got hit by a bus and turned out fine, I should throw my kids on the street and let them experience it to prove my point ?

This does not even qualify for a justification, this does not even qualify for an opinion.

I have attended public schools in Jordan, and I know this actually does happen, but thank God - and unlike some people- I have enough rationality and intelligence to know that if it's happening that does not make it acceptable, I know the emotional and mental scarring these experiences can cause, just ask anyone who was humiliated once or no matter how many times by a teacher in high school and listen to how bitter they sound when telling the story, imagine children who have not reached the age that allows them to tell the story properly.

So to those people, congratulations, you'll be joining the other groups in the same category, I don't think you'll mind it TBH.

This is sickening, by all means, it's awful enough to see child abuse, but to see it recorded, enjoyed, intentionally shared as entertainment material and agreed upon, is just too much to take.

I know that if I ever have children, I will seriously go "Egyptian KG teacher" on anyone who comes near them  , be it abusive language or even daring to touch them, I can't imagine how people would have the heart to let something like this happen to their own children.

As for that idiot, I'm not wasting my breath by praying for him to rot in hell, that's probably happening anyway. 

phew

.this is how I troll

I surf forums, blogs, vlogs and whatnot on daily basis. As I do, I notice that there are people who are just so sad, sad enough to put such great effort into putting people down. I blogged about this earlier, but whatever.

Don't like a blog ? Don't read it
Don't like a video ? Don't watch it

Why drain bandwidth anyway ?

It's just nauseating,you're on your way to post a comment on an interesting entry and all you see is " you're ugly " uhmm, seriously ? Bet you enjoyed that as much as you did throwing the chances of having a real life into the dumpster.

Worst case is when the person being cyber-bullied is a teenager, I have to admit a lot of those kids should have their computers taken away from them for posting crap they can't even realize the meaning of for everyone else to see, but they'll seem far more mature than the morons attacking them non-stop.

It's just despicable, some of those bloggers/vloggers work actually several days to put together an entry especially those who rely on them to provide a decent income, I can't imagine what they have to put up with when after all the hard work some idiot comes along to hurl word shaped mental vomit.

beh :\ 

.beauty and it's exact opposite

This time of the year is usually when the International Communities Fairs are held all over Jordanian Universities, the one in YU started a couple of weeks later than others, but, oh well..

Over-excited ? First time to attend it ever, knowing that I'm junior who also used to make semi-monthly visits to this University before entering it as a student, I always miss it due to being surrounded by jibber-jabber on how unexciting it is and there's a absolutely no reason to waste several minutes of my life there, and this of course, is always followed by the regret of not going after being surrounded of non-stop comments on how beautiful these events are.

Thanking God for sending me a fun friend who's always on the look out for anything new, I got to go check it out.

Generally it's not all bad, the good thing about it is of course the gorgeous cultures and the amazing settings designed and prepared by the students themselves, which is probably why they turned out good since no one who is assigned by any authority jumped in on the process.

Personal favorites : Bahraini Coffee ! Oh my, I stood for a second after the first taste to check if this is real life lol
The looks of Thai food, most of the sections had very delicious looking food, but this one was very varied and colorful, bad thing i didn't have my cam and took the pictures using the cell phone's, obviously awful

Now to the ugly part, OUR contribution to this event ?
Ignorant individuals who apparently breathe idiocy, I can't believe such mentalities get accpeted as university students, life puzzles me
Mocking people from every culture, calling them names in Arabic thinking they wouldn't understand, guess what you imbecile, they speak Arabic better than you ever will.

I'll never know how those people's brains ( if existed ) function, I felt terrible for the students who just want to represent a beautiful image of their countries that they are away from most of the year leaving behind their friends and families, and they ended up having to put up with mere crap.

Palestine

Amen !

Turkey 

Bahrain

Thailand

Indonesia

Syria

South Korea

(and wrest de Foof)

 United Arab Emirates

 Russia

x

Ham beda7ek ...

قصة خيالية أردنية

كان يا ما كان في قديم الزمان و في سالف العصر و الاوان

بلد صغيرة جميلة يعيش فيها عائلة صغيرة مكونة من اب و ام وولد فقط

يصحى ابو عقلة من النوم نشيطا مبتسما

و ينظر الى ام عقلة بحب ووله

ابو عقلة: يسعدلي هالصباح شو هالحلاوة هاي اي انا الي تلاتين سنة بتصبح بهالقمر

ام عقلة: يي يا ابو عقلة انا اللي بتصبح ب احلى قمر احضرلك الفطور؟

ابو عقلة: اه بس اطفي التدفئة شوبت كتير و الله هدول بالارصاد دقيقين بطريقة مش معقولة

يعني اللي بيقولوه بيطلع صح

ام عقلة: شايف شو الطقس حلو برة؟ التلج داب من مبارح

و الجرافات رفعتة من الطريق و كل شي برة نضيف..

خليني اصحي عقلة يلحق يتحمم و يفطر و يروح على دوامه و بحضر الفطور

ابو عقلة :ما تنسي العسل و القشطة يا قشطة

ام عقلة تذهب لايقاظ عقلة ,تدخل غرفة عقلة المرتبة النظيفة جدا و تراه نائما كالملاك

ام عقلة: عقلة اصحى يما الساعة ستة

عقلة يصحى بسرعة شديدة و يقفز من سريره بنشاط

عقلة: يسعد صباحك يما..يا باي يما شو بحب يوم الاحد بعد العطلة

هيك ارجع ع دوامي ..انا يما بحب شغلي كتير

ام عقلة: بس يما زي ما بوصيك دايما انت شرطي سير الناس امانة برقبتك

عقلة: و لو يما..انا اصلا كل مواطن اخ و كل مواطنة اخت بديش وصاة

يفطر ابو عقلة و ام عقلة و عقلة في جو من الالفة العائلية الجميلة

و يقبّل ابو عقلة ام عقلة بعد ان يضع في يدها خمسين دينار مصروف اليوم

يذهب عقلة الى عمله مبتسما و يقف في مكانه على دوار عبدون

تمر سيارة مسرعة و يوقفها و يذهب للسائق مبتسما

عقلة: صباح الخير يا اخي ..كيف حالك؟ بس يا ريت تخفف السرعة شوي عالدوار

و بلاش التشحيط و كمان لو تحط الموبايل من ايدك لانه خطر على سلامتك و سلامة غيرك اتمنى لك نهار سعيد

المواطن مبتسما: شكرا سيدي الله يعطيك العافية

و يقود سيارته بتمهل و حذر

يتحدث عقلة لنفسه: ما شاء الله ما احلى سيارته الله يزيد و يبارك

ابو عقله في دوامة باحدى الدوائر الحكومية ينهمك في عمله

ولا يلتفت يمينا او يسارا

ولا يحادث زملائه

ولا يشرب الشاي

او يحل الكلمات المتقاطعة

و يبدا المواطنون بالتوافد على الدائرة التي تتسم بالنظافة الشديدة

و التي يوجد بها كراسي نظيفة جدا مرتبة غير مكسورة او مطبشة او مكتوب عليها

و يقفون بترتيب في طابور منظم بدون تأفف مع احترام النظام و اعطاء الاوليةلغيرهم

يقترب اول مواطن من ابو عقلة مبتسما

المواطن: صباح الخير

ابو عقلة: صباح النور شو طلباتك نحنا هون في خدمتك لراحتك و مساعدتك

المواطن: بس بدي توقعلي هالورقة

ابو عقلة: بكل سرور بس بدها توقعين تانين بعد هيك و بتكون جاهزة

يشكر المواطن ابو عقلة و يوقع التوقعين و تنتهي معاملتة خلال نصف ساعة و يغادر الدائرة

يخرج للشارع و يوقف تاكسي

و يجلس قرب السائق النظيف الذي تخلو سيارته من اية زينة او علبة كلينكس معلقة بالسقف

و التي يمنع فيها التدخين

و يقود السائق سيارته بكل لياقة و ادب و اخلاق

دون ان يتجاوز او ييتوقف على المنعطفات بدون انذار

و دون ان يشتم او يسب او يتافف من الحكومة او الغلاء او المخالفات الغير موجودة اصلا

و دون ان يفرض ارائه السياسية و نظرياته على الراكب

و دون ان يبصق من النافذة

و تنتهي الرحلة و يدفع الراكب النقود بدون نقاش

و يعيد له السائق الباقي بكل سرور لوجود الكثير من الفكة بحوزته

و يتابع السائق طريقه مبتسما هادئا

يستمع لصوت الوكيل الشجي على الراديو الذي قرر ان يستقيل لان البلد خالية من المشاكل

يتوقف على اشارة المرور ولا يقترب منه اي شحاد او بائع زهور او العاب لا معنى لها و لا يزمر للذي امامه او يقرفه

و يشكر الله على نعمته و يحمده على خيراته

و توتة توتة خلصت الحدوتة

وكل واحد يرجع عاشغله بلا مسخرة !!!

got this by email , it's usually all about the Kashara , notice that now imperfections are uncountable ! :\

I beg to DIFFER !

Why do people always look for their clones when it comes to love ? and why does it seem so strange if you tell anyone that you look for someone who's nearly your opposite in many things?

Searching for the significant other , must we really look for someone with our exact same interests and taste ? things that are skin deep and we forget what goes deep to the bones , understanding , respect and mutual admiration ..?

I might be wrong , but i believe that a relation is more interesting when people differ , if you share the same things with another person you'll be please at first , but in a while it'll get very boring , and it could be the things you share and not deep feelings , but when you bond with a person with a different lifestyle you learn from them , everyday you find something new about them that makes you love them even more , i have friends with no slight resemblance between us , yet if you ever listen to any conversation we have, we always manage to finish each others sentences , if i did something , they were already planning to do it !

It's not always about being identical twins :D it's all about understanding , and after all ,humans communicate to exchange ideas , not to look at reflections of their own