Lotus October 11, 2008
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She wore a
lotus flower
dipped in
gold
around her
neck.
It was
cherished.
She felt
loved.
Where is
the lotus
flower now?
No Compass October 11, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Poetry.2 comments
I am lost
Understand it any way you like.
I am without direction
At a time
When I should have been well on my way
Up the stairs
But like the priest
At the top of the temple
You hold forth your palm
And tip me back.
Muse October 11, 2008
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The bleeding
has stopped
Captain.
Where shall
I find
Catharsis
after you?
Time October 11, 2008
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Can I float back
In time,
Reach out
And perhaps
Hold your hand
Again?
Decoy October 11, 2008
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Being brave
Was just a sham,
A decoy
to hide
behind,
As I salvaged my pride.
Veiled October 11, 2008
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You are there,
I can see you,
But not;
Behind the veil
Of inconsistencies
In my life.
Behold October 11, 2008
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Slipping into half truths,
A creation of
Someone
Far bigger than
Me;
Like standing
Before a mountain,
I feel
Minute.
What a man wants October 8, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Life, Love, Men, Relationships, Women.33 comments
What do men want from women in long term relationships?
Wait, don’t go just yet.
As I was skimming the newspaper this morning, I came across Dala’a Al-Mufti’s article expressing her exasperation with a male friend who was looking for a wife but not any wife: One that is like the women in Bab Al-Hara (A popular Syrian soap series depicting traditional small town life where the women are, according to the writer, obedient, subservient appendages).
What, the writer asks her male friend, are the characteristics of the Bab Al-Hara women that makes you men so infatuated with the idea of having one as a wife?
Her friend replies: Blind obedience, respect, care, and generally placing a man on a pedestal.
The writer goes on to further denounce the roles of the women in this Syrian series (and many other copycat versions) that depict women as innocent, helpless, obedient, subservient weaklings.
While I do not condone being chained to the kitchen sink, or the completely subservient role, I think the man on the marriage quest (Dala’a’s friend) was misunderstood or he did not express himself properly.
If anything, his frustration (and the writer’s) reflects a growing trend in marital relationships locally where there is a lack of tolerance between married couples and a misunderstanding of the basics of a successful union.
Remember how your mom would coddle you, kiss your feet, and promise you the moon as a child? Every person has a little child inside of them that needs to be tended to. We all need our egos groomed regularly by our loved ones and why not? A man needs his ego pumped up by his wife. He needs to know he is the best. He needs to know that he is attractive to his wife. He needs to know that she appreciates him.
I can feel your suprise. A wife does those things all the time, you say. No, not really. Some women are so insecure, they feel that complimenting their husbands more than necessary will turn them into pompous asses. They feel the extra boost of confidence might make him more attractive to other women.
Not only is verbal expression of love and respect important, but also the way in which we perform these acts. Bringing your husband a glass of water should not be beneath you. Even if it is right in front of him. Serving him is not demeaning, but making him feel special. And when he feels good, so do you.
Something simple and basic like cooking can make a lot of difference in the bonding of husband and wife. When we cook for each other, we are adding love to the family circle. We are what we eat. And there is a difference when what we eat is blessed and made out of love and not by the hands of domestic help. It may not be possible all the time for us to cook, but certainly an effort to do so whenever possible will do a lot of good.
In the rush of present day living in Kuwait, we become more and more distant from ourselves. We become out of tune to what the rhythm of life should be. Being attentive to your partner on all levels is important. This means not being constantly distracted by phone calls and other modern gadgets. Being passionate about each other does not mean having sex day and night. It means paying attention to small details and big ones. It means both being in control and letting go. It means that a commitment is for life regardless of pitfalls along the way. And there are many that married couples fall into.
What the man in Dala’a’s story wants is a woman passionate about her home and married life. Not a slave to wait on him hand and foot but a partner who creates a loving environment that both want to come back to.
Skinny Dipping with Confidence October 8, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Humour, Life, Links, Men.13 comments
A man (Briton or Spaniard) caused a stir for around two hours as he swam in the moat of Japan’s imperial palace!
Palace Skinny Dip Spares No Blushes [video]
What was he protesting?
Breast Care Kuwait October 7, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Announcements, Health, Kuwait, Links, News, Women.6 comments
Naughty Bussy October 7, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Film & Ads, Links, Women.7 comments
It’s the lovely Egyptian actress Bussy in a very naughty scene.
Crunch..Crunch October 6, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Humour, Life, Links, News, Relationships.5 comments
A joke I heard on the BBC’s Business Daily radio programme:
The wife of a CEO decides to surprise her husband by turning up at his office unannounced. She walks in only to find his secretary on his lap.
Without skipping a beat, the CEO continues with his dictation:
“And finally gentlemen, credit crunch or no credit crunch we can’t run this company with only one chair!“
Now watch them ban all concerts October 6, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Film & Ads, Kuwait, Life, Links, Men, Music, News.8 comments
Sigh, no I wasn’t there unfortunately to give you a first hand account. I first read about the incident in the
International Herald Tribune and thereafter all over the Internet.
The video begins with singer Tamer Hosny talking to the audience of mostly families at the concert in the hotel ballroom, when a Kuwaiti boy jumps on stage with a rose and is quickly taken off. Suddenly, at 0:14 a fourteen year old Egyptian girl dashes onto stage accompanied by high pitched screams from fans in the audience. She rushes to embrace the supposedly surprised singer Tamer Hosny and showers him with kisses. He holds onto her lightly with his right arm as she is pulled away amidst a growing uproar from the audience. The camera pulls back and we see little else except for some curious concert goers and some commotion.
What happened after that? Well, the Ministry of Communications ordered the concert to be stopped.
What I found quite amusing was the organ playing a funny note as the girl was escorted off stage.
As one of the commenters on YouTube asks: Why wasn’t Nabil Sh3ayl (who sang before Tamer) accosted and kissed too?
Back to [Nightmarish] Reality October 6, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Kuwait, Life.6 comments
The summer holidays are over. Ramadan is over. Life in Kuwait starts in earnest now.
Back to the grind.
And oh, what a nightmare to go back on the streets! The students are back in full force in all government and private schools and colleges. The congestion was unbelievable this morning, and the mad driving made it worse. Cars before me spewed forth black smoke and sickening malodorous fumes and I wondered how they had even passed the traffic department license renewal.
I can just imagine myself driving with a perennial frown, hunched shoulders, and fist ready to shake at the slightest provocation. I have started talking to myself in the car in an effort to let off steam. No one can hear me being pedantic, being vulgar, or sounding like a horribly negative person.
Driving in Kuwait these days brings out the worst in me. You wouldn’t want to be in the passenger seat with me. No. You would emerge an emotional, psychological wreck, and no amount of soothing music could fix you.
I imagine you looking at me in exasperation and exclaiming:
“I’m not the Minister of Transportation! I’m not running this country. Neither are you. Deal with it. Stay home or get yourself a driver and wear blinders till you get to your destination. Stop complaining!”
“I most certainly shall not! No. I will invest in a helicopter.” I imagine myself replying.
And then I start again, complaining that is and offering solutions:
“Taxes! Impose taxes on those using the roads, on those owning more than two cars, on those driving decrepit old cars.
There used to be a time when the traffic department would fail learner drivers over and over again till they got it right. Now they will pass learner drivers with some halawa (bribery), whether they are competent drivers or not. And these drivers are unleashed onto the beautiful streets of Kuwait creating havoc.
And talking on the mobile phone while driving ban? Ha?
Shall I count the dozens of people, Kuwaitis and non-Kuwaitis, whom I have seen brazenly defying the ban? Not just talking, but texting while driving in very heavy traffic?”
You would look at me and then look away, saying quietly:
“If you feel so strongly, why didn’t you participate in the traffic survey you were given for that study? Why don’t you use mass transport? Why don’t you start a car pool? How many cars do you own?”
And I would be momentarily silenced.
Walking on Eggshells October 6, 2008
Posted by jewaira in Film & Ads, Life, Lifestyle, Links, News.4 comments
Harry Enfield banned from playing sex-crazed Muslim hoodie in Harry and Paul
“…..Comedian Harry Enfield has been banned from performing as a sex-crazed Muslim hoodie in his new BBC comedy show Harry and Paul.
[H]e was also warned not to play paedophile Catholic priest Father Paddy, another new character, for the same reason.
Enfield said: “I was told, ‘Don’t even go there’.“
I guess religion and comedy don’t mix well. Or perhaps they are coming too close to reality for a comfortable laugh?
Also:
“The BBC recently received complaints about two EastEnders story lines involving Muslims and paedophiles.
More than 100 viewers complained after a Muslim character was shown breaking his fast during the holy month of Ramadan, and more than 200 people complained about a paedophile grooming a 15-year-old girl.”
Why?
Are there no cases of Muslims ever breaking their fasts during Ramadan, for any number of reasons, valid or not?
And shouldn’t issues like paedophilia be brought out more in the open so that those who are unaware, can recognize or deal with it?
One of the purposes of the arts is to enlighten and inform the masses.





