Am I an ADULT!
Monday, November 15, 2010



Is 31 almost mid-age for women or not yet! Well this isn't what I want to talk about, It's why do I still feel too young and cant see that I'm one of those adults I used to know when I was a kid! I mean for instance; I've just realized that actresses and actors my age now are at the same age of those old adult ones who i used to watch when I was a child and think of them as OLD people!

I'm not sure if I'm expressing myself clearly.. But as usual I always organize my thoughts through writing them here, Please share me some of your thoughts about it.

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مبارك عليكم الشهر
Tuesday, August 10, 2010


مبارك عليكم الشهر وكل عام وأنتم بخير، أعاننا الله على صيام وقيام هذا الشهر الفضيل

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King of Sorrow
Wednesday, March 24, 2010

I'm crying everyone's tears

And there inside our private war

I died the night before

And all of these remnants of joy and disaster

What am I suppose to do

I want to cook you a soup that warms your soul

But nothing would change, nothing would change at all

It's just a day that brings it all about

Just another day and nothing's any good

The DJ's playing the same song

I have so much to do

I have to carry on

I wonder if this grief will ever let me go

I feel like I am the king of sorrow, yeah

The king of sorrow

I suppose I could just walk away

But I'll disappoint my future if I stay

It's just a day that brings it all about

Just another day and nothing's any good

The DJ's playing the same song

I have so much to doI have to carry on

I wonder will this grief ever be gone

Will it ever goI'm the king of sorrow, yeah

The king of sorrow

I'm crying everyone's tears

I have already paid for all my future sins

There's nothing anyone Can say to take this away

It's just another day and nothing's any good

I'm the king of sorrow, yeahKing of sorrow

I'm the king of sorrow, yeahKing of sorrow

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posted by Loura at 11:27 PM | 4 comments
No matter how mature the man is, he is still a child!
Friday, March 05, 2010


He may be in 30s or 40s

He may be holding a high position in his carreer

He may be well known for his moral excellence and solid principiles, for his integrity and decency
He may amaze you with every single word in any conversation

He may convince you with all of his views

He may even look like it

BUT

You only can tell by the way he treats his woman

His reactions for her actions

His words, his gestures

He's being all mentioned above, Or
He's being judgemental all the time

He's being too silly picking on every slightly mistaken word

He's not allowing her to reply or explain

He's being too arrogant ending any misunderstanding by throwing a harsh judgement and leave

He's being competetive, when there is no competition!

Hes being TOO SHALLOW AND CHILDISH

And this what I've realized lately.

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So in love
Saturday, July 18, 2009
People love each other, we love our families, children & parents, brothers & sisters, husbands & wives, lovers & friends... but do we love them enough! or enough has nothing to do with it!

I mean do we love them unconditionally! Would we forgive their mistakes! Of course if those mistakes were not meant to hurt us but for some needs and desires.

Would wives forgive their husbands for being homosexuals! Would husbands do! Would lovers who are in deep love forgive each other for having sex with someone else! Would children forgive their mothers for divorcing their fathers! Would mothers forgive their children for stealing their money!

If we love each other so much would we understand and forgive even when it hurts so bad! or we would desert and punish them for being selfish inconsiderate thoughtless.. for being humans!

Can we love without IF's! Or we're just selfish to do so!








Strange, dear, but true, dear,
When I'm close to you, dear,
The stars fill the sky,
So in love with you am I.
Even without you
My arms fold about you.
You know, darling why,
So in love with you am I.
In love with the night mysterious
The night when you first were there.
In love with my joy delirious
When I knew that you might care.
So taunt me and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours 'til I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.

So taunt me and hurt me,
Deceive me, desert me,
I'm yours 'til I die,
So in love,
So in love,
So in love with you, my love, am I.

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NO SERVICE NO MINIMUM CHARGE
Tuesday, September 02, 2008
New rule has been issued in Kuwait by the consumer protection institute, regarding restaurants charges:
No service charge No minimum charge
Be sure and check your cheque before paying, if there's a service charge call the manager and tell him we both know there's a new rule forbid such charges. And its up to you to call the consumer protection institute (135) and inform the department about the restaurant or just make sure that he doesn't do this with others.
It happened with me.

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Thank You All
Sunday, February 03, 2008

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Suaad Al Sabah
Saturday, January 26, 2008


At the avenues mall, I was having lunch at Paul restaurant, and there came Dr. Suaad and her family. All women and girls with some babies and their made. Suaad sat next table wearing really simple clothes, the maid sat next to her. She was so much loving mother.. she was holding her two grand children most of the time.. some times cuddling and feeding them the milk.


Isn't she a great woman! a loving mother and really really down to earth lady.

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posted by Loura at 10:16 PM | 7 comments
Strength
Friday, January 11, 2008

Strength, which is much stronger, the strength of words or muscles?

She was defending her thoughts and rights in a useless discussion with family:

She: Mom, it's non of your business me studying or not.. I will make sure not to get A's and B's.. inshallah I'll get this semester C's and D's. (shouting)
Her brother: DON'T SHOUT (shouting)
Her sister: But brother.. you are shouting yourself!
Mother: I told you I will do my best but it isn't me to decide!
She: PARDON! Not you! You are the mother! Why am I studying this hard! Why do I get A's and B's.. i wanna do master and get the PHD
Brother: I told you STOP IT don't shout and yes it isn't mom's fault, you did the mistake that puts you in this situation, not she
She: God, I was only 18, shoot me for that, who's not doing what I did.. others did greater mistakes and you know what I mean, and nothing happened to them!
He: Others, not us. and stop shouting or....
She: I wont stop shouting (interrupting him)

Her Brother slapped her hard, and asked her to leave the room, she stayed in her place didn't move.

Brother: I said leave now (Standing above her like a wild tiger wanna have more of his prey)
She remained in her place just staring at him in that cold look saying: I wont leave, if you don't want to see me you leave

Mom and sister's jumped to end this quarrel, and tried to pull her out, but she refused and stayed staring at him with a funny look this time.

Brother: You must know that it's your mistake, pay for it (still standing and shouting)
She: What about you, you know very well as i know that you have a greater mistakes why don't you pay for it?

He stood a still and watched her mom and sister struggling to make her leave.


And he left!!!

Now which is much stronger? The words or the muscles?

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** HaPpy NeW yEaR **
Monday, December 31, 2007

Its the 31st of Dec... the last morning in 2007, i keep feeling sad every year this time. Im not sure its the aging issue nah lol -well maybe partially- but its the number 2007 am gonna miss.

2007 el7amdlillah was a successful smooth happy year. Maybe its the odd number, i get along very well with odd numbers. Here's a link to a post i wrote about 2006-2007, seems like yesterday. Days.. no, years are flying away.

Happy Peaceful Successful New Year All
Throwing the days of 2006 in the bin

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Death
Saturday, December 22, 2007

Listening to stories about death.. touches you deep inside, but watching someone dying infront of you.. to witness such event, is waaaay much more hitting.


At the hospital, spending some days in the intensive care unit, any one would witness the death of some patients. In Dubai, the family members are allowed to spend all day long with their patient even if it was in the intensive care unit. So, years ago i was there with my grandma for a quite long time.. saw other patients.. talked to them and their families.. cheked on them some even laughed and said jokes together. One after one.. passed away.


Families crying, some were prepared already. ME oh me .. I was sneaking to see that dead woman or man.. torturing myself more.. some were face covered.. some looked just like asleep. I was devastated.


Of course that made me think more about death. Do they really see a tunnel with a strong light at the end and thats it? or do they see flashes of their lives? Or they only see Ezrae'el and his gang? (esta'3far allah) Is it painful when the soul leaves the body? Only dead people can answer those questions.


That kid, next to my grandma room, I used to visit him , and do funny faces behind the window between the two rooms. He was so young and too ill, i didnt really know what was his condition, but i guess it was a unique illness. The day after his surgery, doctors and nurses rushed to his room.. he was bleeding from his nose and ears, I was watching from the window.. they closed cutrain, but i still could see his face through a narrow angle. He saw me.. and kept staring at me and me staring at him, doctors seemed helpless, mother was outside without any expression. He was laying back and relaxed.. bleeding as well.. doctors were around him, blocking my sight sometimes but still we were staring at each other. He passed away. I left Dubai back to Kuwait.


Did he see the tunnel! Did he see his mom and dad! Did he see Ezrae'el! Or all he did saw was me!

May all of them rest in peace.

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Desire
Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Desire, is a huge word.. wide.. secretly announced.. people.. animals.. plants.. objects.. aaah thoughts are fighting in my mind, it is an idea searching for its path clashing into another resulting in a freak weird foggy thought that has the magic to relieve you and balance back your mind, but only if you catch it. Its deep down there.. deeper than you imagine..



Back to DESIRE, is it true that every desire comes from the need of something? I dont know.

The desire of food, of love, of course i can not count them all but.. lets talk about the desire of SEX.



Is there a need of sex! I believe so, but why do some wives/husbands cheat on their husbands/wives! Is it the same why we eat food when we are not hungry! aaaaaah many questions in my mind many answers as well but, hmmmm its really a sensetive topic to write about specially knowing some people in real that might be reading my words right now.



Cheating, which party is really in pain! Is it the cheater or the one being cheated on! Does Lust tastes bitter in cheating! Is there any excuse would justify cheating! Would people forgive it! And for how many times!



"She prayed and asked God for helping her not to fall in sin, went out and called him:

she: hey

he: am too horny cant wait to hold u and feel u melt in my hand

she: am scared i dont feel well at all

he: dont worry the minute you're here you're gonna forget

she: feeling the guilt already

he: you're gonna forget it i promise

picked her up went to that place, hell she felt it..



she's thinking: what on earth am i doin here

she: so i still don feel well and to be honest.. i feel worse

he: relax babe.. holding her shoulders

she: please take them away don touch me



she felt fire where he held her, he tried to put his arms around her.. she jumped and rushed to the door, two desires one wishing him to take her to the bed room, another to go back home and feel safe and being that decent WIFE.. suddenly he opened the door .. stepped out and asked her to leave



she: wait are you mad at me!

he: just lets go

she: please wait

he interrupted: it doesnt matter just lets leave

she: are you mad at me! please dont be i just cant

he: lets leave it doesnt look good we standing at the door just lets go (sharply firmly)



he dropped her back, all the way in the car she was smiling .. thanking God for being there for her.. and answering her prayers.. knowing that if instead of him going out not to the bed room, she wouldnt resist.. THANKS GOD".



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شيكاجو
Thursday, September 06, 2007

شيكاجو كتاب للكاتب علاء الأسواني، هو أيضا من كتب "عمارة يعقوبيان". ذهبت أبحث عنه في محل فيرجن في المارينا مول، فقال لي الموظف غير متوفر لدينا، فقلت له:"كل ما أسأل عن كتاب عندكم تقولون لي ماكو!" رد علي : "بدك نبيع هون الكتاب ياللي سكر المحل تلات إيام؟!" ازدادت رغبتي في اقتناء هذا الكتاب لأن وكما تعلمون أن كل ممنوع مرغوب. فرحت أسأل و أبحث و لم أستطع الحصول عليه.

أوصت أختي الصغرى صديقة لها ذاهبة لمصر أن تحضره لها ففعلت. ها هو الكتاب بغلافه الأسود خط عليه بالأحمر شيكاجو بطريقة غامضة كما كتب على زاويته "الطبعة السابعة" ما شاء الله الطبعة السابعة في خمسة أشهر فقط!! قرأته أختي قبلي لولعها بالقراءة فأنا لست بصراحة قارئة جيدة و متابعة ولكنني متذوقة. قرأته أختي في يوم واحد مما أصابني بالذهول و تحمست من حماسها.



كعادتها أختي تكتب بالرصاص بعض الأسطر بجانب بعض الفقرات التي تشد انتباهها، مرات تذهلني تعليقاتها الثقافية و بعضها تبكيني من الضحك كما كتبت بجانب هذه الفقرة: "كان جل تركيزه على الضيف الكبير .. هرع يرحب به وهو يلهث، ربما مبالغا قليلا ليثبت أنه جاءه عدواً" كتبت أختي: "مايخلون حركاتهم" هاهاها.



الكتاب نوعا ما سياسي و فيه من الجنس الكثير حتى أنه أثارني بتفاصيله الحميمية كذا مرة. استوقفتني جملة: "لم أعد أربط شرف الإنسان بأعضائه التناسلية!" هذه جملة تستحق الوقوف عندها، فهل شرف الإنسان محصور في فعل واحد وغالبا ما يكون مرتبط بالمرأة! فالرجل يفعل ما يفعل وشرفه مصان لأن و للأسف هذا شئ طبيعي فالرجل لديه حاجات يجب تلبيتها. فالرجل يزني و شرفه مصان، أما المرأة فليس من حقها أن تلبي حاجاتها فهي تلطخ شرفها و شرف العائلة و من قال أصلاً أن المرأة لها حاجات جنسية فهي ليست من جنس البشر.أنا لا أشجع بكلامي هذا فعل الفاحشة ولا أطالب بالمساواة مع الرجل في كل الجالات، ولكن أطالب بالمساواة الإنسانية. فالقيم الإنسانية لم تقتصر فقط على المرأة.


Justify Full


شرف الإنسان يكون بأخلاقه وباتباع تعاليم ديننا الحنيف، فالإنسان -من الجنسين- الذي يزني ويسكر.. يقتل ويكذب.. يشعل الفتن والنميمة.. يسرق ويأكل المال الحرام.. يظلم و ينشر الفساد, إنسان غير شريف.



لا أدعي هنا المثالية فبالنهاية نحن بشر و لكل منا معاصيه على اختلاف درجاتها. نسأل الله الستر والمغفرة وأن يعصمنا من الخطأ ولا يجعل مصيبتنا في ديننا الذي هو عصمة أمرنا. اللهم آمين.

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posted by Loura at 10:28 PM | 10 comments
شكراً
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
شكراً، لأنك علمتني أبجدية الحب
شكراً، لأنني معك عشت رقي الحب القاهري بأواسط القرن العشرين
شكراً، لأنك جعلتني ملكة على عرش الجمال
شكراً، لأنك أشبعت جوعي للعاطفة حتى التخمة
شكراً،لأنك أخذتني الى يقين الحب حتى الشك
شكراً، لأنني ابتسمت لفشلك في أول اختبار للوفاء
شكراً، لأنني أهديتك هدية بعد خيانتك لي
شكراً، لأنني لم أشتاق اليك بعد مواجهتنا الخلوقة
شكراً لك أستاذي، لأنك جعلتني أدرك بانني لست وحدي من أخون


*أود أن أذكر، بأن كلماتي لا تعني بالضرورة حالات عشتها أنا، بل هي مشاعر ألتقيها كل يوم بشكل عشوائي

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Rest in Peace Iman
Friday, June 29, 2007

In 1994, one morning while we were in the class.. a new student arrived, a pretty girl white skin.. dark hair.. she was so beautiful and her name WAS Iman. She entered the class and sit at the last desk of the next row, close to me. She was quiet and shy.. didnt interact with any in my class.
By time.. we got closer and closer.. that we do everything together.. during breaks.. gym classes.. all.. even outa school we kept on contact. On one of the break times, while we were sitting on our isolated spot i noticed some stain on her uniform.. asked her:
what is that!!
Iman: mom hit me with the foundation can and spoiled my uniform
Me: why!!
Iman:she hates me. i had a fight with my younger sis, ahh mom loves her more.
Me: don be a kid!
Iman: wallah she does u have no idea.

Since then i knew that her mom is mean to her and abusing her for no reason.. maybe coz her dad loves her (Iman) a lot.

1996, Iman visited me told me:
hey am getting married :D
Me: REALLY!!!!!! ur too young!!
Iman: yes yes.. hes handsome look at his pic :D
Me: Iman.. COMMON!! u cant be serious! what about Mohammed? ur love!
Iman: well, i still love him, but he didnt mention marriage yet, besides mom kept nagging about this man and keeps askin me to marry him
Me: Iman, its ur life, don make her ruin ur life, and what about school
Iman: Oh hes good wallah don worry, u know i suck in school! am outa school
Me: NOOOOOOO
Iman: Its ok don worry

Few months later, Iman showed up at my home showin me bruises, i was shocked:
Gosh what is that!!
Iman cries: its him.. he drinks and do drugs.. made me do drugs 2
Me: WHAT THE HELL!!!!!!
Iman: yes.. he was nasty with me on our honey moon.. i had no one in Paris to go to.. he's not a man.. hes a monster,
Me: Oh come here baby.. hugged her.. aham shay mako baby
Iman: he made me kill my unborn baby.. (crying)
Iman: I HATE U AND UR MOM .. U STUPID. bs el7mdlillah 3la kil 7al

1996-1997 was a very important year for me.. thanawiya 3amah., and for some reason we stopped contactin each other.. I FEEL TOOOOO BAD NOW for not contactin her at that critical time.

October 1997, my older sis called me in the hospital.. i had some health issues, anyways, she asked me:

Is this ur friend's name!
Me: yes, why? (my heart went beating too fast)
sis: she's dead
Me: WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!!
sis: theres a story in the news paper as well, a young girl with same her name's letters found dead by over dose.. and her mom went to identify her after she has informed the police of being missed for 2 days
Me: U SERIOUS!! WHAT R U SAYIN!!!!!!! NO NO NOOOOOO CAN NOT BE TRUEEEEE
sis: Allah yer7amha anyways.

I called my cousin who is a friend of her as well and asked her to pick me to go to her home.. and i told doctors its urgent, and ill be back and begged them.

At her home door i couldnt move my legs.. i hardly did and entered the house.. i found few ppl really few i saw her sis in a bad shape.. icouldnt recognize her mother.. damn she was thinner .. black and her eyes were too small, layin on the sofa GOSH.. her mom shouted my name and jumped to hug me.. we cried cried cried.. and criedddd.. i didnt know what i said .. but my cousin said i was harsh with her mom tellin her kila minich :( .. wallah i wasnt thinkin at that time.. we sat later.. and she told her sisters (Iman aunts) this is her best friend i showed u her pic yesterday.

I didnt stay long, i left and on my way to the car i saw Iman's lil brothers who Iman used to ADORE and kept tellin me their stories.. i remember one day i dropped her home after school, and her lil brother was standin at the door waiting for her.. she hugged himmmmmm BIG HUG.. and i went hugging him in a crazy way.. her dad saw me and entered home.
I went back to the hospital, and couldnt cry. Of course i keep remembering her and sometimes drop a tear.. i keep prayin for her. (PLZ ALL PRAY FOR HER)

Today when i woke up and was still in bed.. i suddenly remembered her, i think i was sayin a prayer for all passed away beloved.. and i weeped as if she just passed away.

Thought of sharing some emotions with u. Sorry if i made u sad.


MAY YOU REST IN PEACE IMAN

ALLAH yer7amha o y'3afer laha o tkoon fee mukan a7san min elly kanat feeh ameen.

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Burqa
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
The burqa is a loose, opaque, and all-enveloping outer garment worn by women in Afghanistan, Pakistan, and northern India; similar garments in the Middle East are known as the hijab or chador. The burqa covers the wearer's entire face except for a small region around the eyes. A full burqa conceals the entire body and includes a net panel that hides the wearer's eyes. What is the "burqa ban," and where was it proposed? More...
I believe in the middle east, Burga' is more about traditions than belief. (not talkin about Niqab!)

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People
Friday, April 06, 2007

Using the Internet (BEST INVENTION EVER) since 1998, meeting many people all around the world, increased my knowledge about OTHERS. Americans, Europeans, Arabs and specially Kuwaitis. I learned more about personalities and characters and that's helping me dealing with people and sometimes predict their actions.

Americans: Very practical with poor knowledge about all not American.
Europeans: Love chicks.
Arabs: Hate Kuwaitis.
Kuwaitis: Need to learn more how to treat ladies.

And of course, ALL GENERALIZATIONS ARE FALSE INCLUDING THIS ONE.

Personalities: Differs from one person to another, depends on age, gender, environment and life experiences. By dealing with them i realized this:
Females: Are always jealous.

Males: A) Younger ones: Some are so sincere and really wise that sometimes shock me.
Some are just KIDS.

B) Older ones: Some are KIDS and competitive.
Some are painful, Few are caring and gentlemen.

And i learn this as well: Ignoring people shows their realities.
HONESTY ALWAYS WORKS WITH ME.

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posted by Loura at 2:03 PM | 35 comments
How did our idea of beauty become so distorted?
Sunday, March 11, 2007



Dove Campaign for Real Beauty

I loved this Ad. Well done.

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posted by Loura at 11:33 PM | 13 comments
5usoof alqamar
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Sorry for posting too late about this, but I'd really like to share those pics with u, after prayin that night i took those pics:




shakilha mo 7ail wa'67ah 7ail.. but i like them.

And guess what!! i still meet that guy i told u about.. today morning.. yesterday evening and many many days have passed and hopefully commin ;)

http://loura-q8.blogspot.com/2006/11/guy-i-keep-meet-accidentally_21.html


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posted by Loura at 12:31 PM | 7 comments
Anna Nicole Smith, Passed away!
Saturday, February 10, 2007


Anna Nicole Smith died Thursday at a South Florida hospital after being discovered unconscious in her hotel room.

She checked into the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel & Casino in Hollywood, Florida, on Monday with her lawyer and boyfriend, Howard K. Stern.


Before rescue workers arrived, Smith's bodyguard performed CPR on her, he said.

She was taken to Memorial Regional Hospital in Hollywood at 2:10 p.m. where she died.
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And that reminds me with a previous post, here is the link:
http://loura-q8.blogspot.com/2006/09/beauty-is-it-bless-or-curse.html

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