Review: Batman .. Under The Hood

After seeing the trailer for the movie, I wanted to know more about the Red Hood. I went on and read the two-volume comic book. My first impression was that this would be an awesome movie!! This is one of those comics were you can’t and won’t get bored. With the art being great, it makes the story even better.

The Red Hood talks about the ongoing story for DC’s new movie Batman: Under the Hood and also the all new comic line titled the Red Hood. So if you’re gona watch the movie , I recommend reading this book first. It won’t ruin the movie for you, but you will at least know who Jason Todd (the 2nd Robin) is.

The Art was amazing! Drawing the older and new Jason Todd is always a hard task to do, but they did a great job. Even Batman/Bruce was well drawn!

The Storyline was great. It’s a simple story actually, what happens if Jason Todd (who is supposed to be dead) becomes the Red Hood and how will Bruce react!!!

Note: If you don’t know anything about Jason Todd, then read Batman: Death in the Family.

I will give this comic a 5/5 Bat-logos.

Mad Reds – 2010

London’s 2010 Trip .. The final dayz ..

Two more day left and I’m BORED!

I only have two more days left here in London and then I’m heading back to Kuwait. I can’t say I’m sad that I’m leaving London cuzz after spending two weeks here .. I’m just bored!! Can’t say I didn’t have fun .. but 5 days are just enough for London, let alone two weeks!!

Bought a lot of comics .. I don’t know where to put them! This year I didn’t only focus on Batman’s comics .. But I went out and got some of DC’s new storylines .. like Brightest Day ( DC’s summer hit ) and some of Marvel’s famous storylines! So, I can officially say that I have enough comics to read for the next two years!

I can’t say the same for my football shopping list! Although I broke my world record ( SIX football boots ), I didn’t buy many kits cuzz well, they didn’t have a lot of them out! But most importantly, I bought the new Manchester United home kit with my name and number on it ( Hashim,18) and it’s just amazing! A new design with a new sponsor!

I only have two more days left! Missing Kuwait ..

Mad Reds 2010

بوب مارلي .. و نظرته عن الإسلام

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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اللهم صلِ على محمد و على آل بيته الطيبين الطاهرين

السلام عليكم و رحمة الله و بركاته

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مجدداً .. مغامرة لندنية جديدة

بوب مارلي .. ذاك الأحمق !

حياته مخدرات و أغاني سخيفة .. بـ إختصار أحمق !

لكنه لم يكن كذلك عندما قابلته يوم الأحد !

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طبعاً لم يكن هو نفسه بوب مارلي .. لأنه مات منذ فترة .. لكنه كان شبيه المثالي .. نفس الشعر .. نفس اللهجة .. نفس الوجه !

كان شبيه المثالي بكل ما تحمله الكلمة من معنى .. شبيه فقط في الشكل .. لكن التفكير فـ لا ..

فـ من قابلته .. كان فيلسوفاً ( على حد كلامه ) .. !!

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لقائنا كان بالصدفة .. حيث كنا معاً واقفين نسمع الصراخ و النياح الأسبوعي في حديقة الهايد بارك ..

نياااااح و صرااااخ سخيف ليس له أي معنى .. ( ذكرني بـ صراخ نوابنا الأعزاء ) ..

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كنا أمام أحد المتحدثيـــــن .. كان يناقشنا أو بالأحرى يصاااارخ علينا ..

بأن الدين الإسلامي دين ناقص و غير كامل .. و أن المسلمين ناقصين و أفعالهم تتناقض مع تعاليم دينهم !

و من هنا .. فـ عقلي الفضولي لم يستطع السكوت .. مع صراخه المتحدث المتواصل ..

طلبت منه أن يهدئ لكي أناقشه في هذا الأمر .. فـ لم يستجب لـ طلبي .. و صاارخ أكثر ..

و حينها صرحت عجور حكيمة بـ حكمتها الحكيمة .. قائلة .. يبيله طراق!

و بكل صراحة كنت أعتقد أن الوسيلة الوحيدة لـ إسكااااات هذا المتحدث هو عن طريق طراق عربي محترم .. لكن لابد منا أن نحترم أداب النقاش .. لكن الحجية ما عليها أمر قامت بالواجب .. و حكتـــــه ( ترجمة كويتية سريعة: ضربته ) طـــــراق محترم! المتحدث حينها لم يكن في وعيه من وقع الطراااااق ..

و الجمهور يصفـــــق !

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بالرغم من أننا بردنا كبدنا بـ هذا الطراق .. إلا أن هذا الحل ليس هو الحل المناسب مع هذه النوعية من الناس .. خصوصاً و أن نقاشه و حتى لو كان صراخ .. كان عن أن الإسلام دين ناقص و أننا كـ مسلمين لا نتبع تعاليم ديننا .. و حينها نأتي و نطبق كلامه ..

كنت أريد أن أقولها و بكل صراحة للحجية .. بأن ما فعلته كان خاطئاً .. لكن خدي منعني من ذلك .. ما بغيت الطراق!

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لكن موضوعنا مع بوب مارلي .. لم يكن إلا بعد إنتهاء النقاش .. حيث سألني و للمرة الأولى ..

مارلي: عزيزي .. لماذا تناقش و أنت تعلم بأن دينك الإسلامي ناقص

محسوبكم: و لماذا ناقص؟

مارلي: في العراق مشاكل لا تحصى .. و في إيران مصايب .. و في الخليج إستهتار .. و في و في .. ( تابع مارلي الحديث عن ما يفعله المسلمون من تناقضات لدينهم الإسلامي ) ..

محسوبكم: أنت الأن عددت ما يفعله المسلمون .. و لكنك لم تتكلم عن الإسلام .. فقط تكلمت على ما يفعله المسلمون في أنحاء العالم!

مارلي: نعم و لكن ما يفعله المسلمون يعكس دينهم !!

محسوبكم: لا و الـــف لا .. كلامك غير منطقي .. فـ عندما يكون لديك فكرة ممتازة .. و يأتي احمق و يطبقها بطريقته الخاصة الخاطئة .. هل يغير جودة هذه الفكرة .. لا .. فقط يبرهن عدم قدرة الأحمق على تطبيق هذه الفكرة الممتازة .. و من هذا المنطق نعلم بأن المسلمون الذين لا يطبقون تعاليم الدين الإسلامي بالشكل السليم هم من يجب أن تلومهم .. و ليس الدين الإسلامي ..

مارلي: لا تفهمني غلط .. فـ تعاليمكم جميلة .. خصوصاً تعدد الزوجات ..

محسبوكم: ( قاطعته بسرعة و قلت له : حتى هذا الأمر فيه شروط قد لا يطبقها البعض! )

مارلي: لكنكم كـ مسلمون يجب ان تطبقوا تعاليم دينكم .. فـ ما فائدة الدين إذا من يتبعونه لا يطبقون شروطه!

محسوبكم: و هل كل المسحيون يطبقون تعاليم دينهم المسيحي .. ؟! و هل كل اليهود يطبقون تعاليم دينهم .. ؟! لا طبعاً .. و لكن هذا لا يمس الدين بل من يطبقه بالشكل الخاطئ ..

مارلي: هنا ابتسم و قال لي انه يعجبه طريقة تفكيري .. عكس أغلب من يناقشهم هنا ..

و هنا علمت بأن أغلب المسلمون الذين يناقشونه .. يا يصاااارخ أو يسب .. و هذا الأمر مصيبة من مصايب الزمن ..

حيث أننا كـ مسلمون علمنا ديننا على إحترام و تطبيق مبادئ النقاش حتى ولو كان كافراً .. فـ هل كان الرسول صلى الله عليه و على آل بيته الطيبين الطاهرين .. يهاجم من يناقشه .. ؟! طبعاً لا ..

و هل كانوا أئمتنا الكرام عليهم أفضل الصلاة و السلام لا يطبقون مبادئ النقاش .. طبعاً لا ..

كانوا أفضل من يناقش .. و أفضل من يطبق و يحترم قوانين و مبادئ النقاش ..

فـ لماذا لا نتبعهم و لماذا لا نحاول أن نقلدهم حتى ولو بـ هذه الأمور البسيطة ..

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كان أغلب كلامي .. عن الرسول الأكرم محمد صل الله عليه و على آله وسلم و أخيه و وزيره الإمام علي عليه أفضل الصلاة و السلام ..

حينها سألني .. محمد نبيكم أعرفه .. فـ من هذا الذي تسميه علي .. ؟!

و حينها ابتسمت ابتسامة ممزوجة بالدمعة .. فـ يا له من شرف أن أعرف شخص على محبوبي و مولاي .. الإمام علي عليه أفضل الصلاة و السلام ..

شعور روحاني طاهر .. كان كلامي .. ممزوج بالفخر و السعادة ..

حكيت له قصة إمامنا .. و قصة الأئمة أجمع .. و قلت له أن يبحث و يقرأ عنهم ..

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بعد هذا النقاش الرائع .. لم أتمالك نفسي .. و قلت له يجب أن نكرمك على هذه القعدة الرائعة ..

ذهبنا للمطعم .. و أكملنا النقاش ..

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نقاشي مع هذا الشخص .. غير الكثير من أرائي ..

أولها .. أن لا أحكم على الشخص من شكله .. و أخرها .. أن أصبر على النقاش .. و أن كان حاداً ..

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شكراً لك بوب .. على النقاش الرائع الصراحة ..

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على فكرة .. إسمه الحقيقي .. فيــــــــوزا ..

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تقبلوا تحياتيـــــ

Mad Reds 2010

Top Ten Things That Ruined the World Cup

The World Cup is over. Spain are (worthy) Champions, and the footballing world can look back at 30 days of world class football- or something like that.


For me, there were a few things that ruined the World Cup this year. Here are the top 10:

10- Opening Ceremony- Let’s start from the beginning. The opening ceremony was dull, boring, and so very uncreative. The fact that there was a giant bug roaming around the stadium (which was half empty), and a hundred people dancing randomly on the pitch summarizes the “organization” of the opening ceremony. Side note: the closing ceremony was much much more exciting.

9- The Jabulani- Ah yes, the much talk about Jabulani ball. Tests were conducted, experts had their say, and footballers voiced their concern, but FIFA and Adidas were too stubborn to listen. It is still debatable whether the ball actually made any difference. But the fact that so many players (especially ‘keeprs) complained about it left us wondering every time a long shot came in, whether that was a spectacular effort, or just the “Jabulani effect”.

8- All those Flops- The names Rooney (and half the England Team), Anelka, and Van Persie all come to mind. Simply put, this World Cup big stars failed to shine on the biggest stage of all. Some seamed hampered with pressure, others just disinterested with the game, and most just simply couldn’t live up to expectations. The fact that Thomas Muller and Diego Forlan collected the golden prizes of this World Cup shows you how many flops this tournament had- no offence to Muller or Forlan.

7- France- Yes, the whole team. The fiasco that emerged from Les Blues was a disgrace to French football. While the world tried to focus on some much awaited football, the French were left occupied with mutiny and disrespect. Ireland was laughing its heart out.

6- Raymon Domenech, Fabio Capello, and Dunga- three coaches who made some awful decisions both in tactics and team selections. The fact that these coaches left out key players (Walcott, Ronaldinho, Pato, Nasri, Benzema) ment that we were starved for real talent this World Cup. Fabio Capello’s tactics is a whole different story, especially for English fans.

5- (The Lack Of) Video Technology and Poor refereeing- It was 1966 all over again. Did it cross the line? This time, the whole world was sure that Lampard’s dipping effort crossed the line- well the whole world except for the referee and his linesman. But little blame can be placed on the officials. A lot of blame, however, can be placed on Blatter and (yet again) FIFA’s stuborness. As for some of the refereeing decision, were all left to wonder: How did Klose get sent off? How was Tevez’s goal not offside? All those penalties in the Spain Paraguay match? Why was the US’s goal disallowed? Oh, and Mr. Webb, how did you not send off 4 players from Holland (and a couple from Spain) in the final

4- Empty Seats- in 2006, I couldn’t remember a single game in which there were more than a few empty seats. This year, there were empty seats even in the quarter finals! In the last 16 game between S. Korea and Uruguay, there were more empty seats than occupied ones in the front row. It was an embarrassment for football, and probably caused by really high ticket prices.

3- Fernando Torres, Keita, Robben, Vidal (and many more)- All of the aforementioned players have one thing in common. I’ll give you a hint, they all do their diving at sea level. Anyone?  All of those players used play acting (Cheating?) to cause the sending off of opposition players. All of those players are a sorry excuse for professionals. And all of those players were hailed by their countrymen for all the wrong reasons.

2- The Netherlands in the Final- anti football was a common strategy (theme?) this World Cup for small teams. But for a team of the magnitude and history of Holland to play the way they did in the final is a disgrace to the “beautiful” game. In every way possible, the Oranje kicked and harassed the Spanish players and the Officials. It was a sad sight to see, and it (almost) ruined the Final.

1- The Vuvuzela- and could it be anything else. To be completely honest, this whole list was compiled just so that I can say how much the Vuvuzela ruined this World Cup. It is no understatement to say that I would have enjoyed each and every game ten times more had this “instrument” been absent. Elephants and bee hives are among animals compared to the Vuvuzela. The 5 foot horn drowned any hint of atmosphere from the crowd, and it annoyed the hell out of pundits and commentators on the pitch. It was simply a stupid stupid idea that ultimately ruined this World Cup for me, and for about 100 million other people.

So what else ruined YOUR World Cup experience? Drop us a comment and let us know!

من ربوع لندن .. تحيــــــة

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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اللهم صلِ على أشرف الخلق و المرسلين محمد و على آل بيته الطيبين الطاهرين

السلام عليكم و رحمة الله و بركاته

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بـ هفوة اللقاء .. و شوق الرجوع ..

نحن الآن في لندن المعطاء ..

نقدم لكم تحياتنا .. من أرض الرياضة و الكوميكــــز ..

 

ملاحظة : الرياضة نعم .. أما الكوميكز فـ ربما !!

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و كعادتي .. مع كل عطلة صيفية .. هناك رحلة لندنيــــة ..

أقوم بها ليس لتغير الجو .. ولا لـ مشاهدة مشاهد خلابة ..

ولا الطبيعة .. ولا ولا ولا ..

إذا فـ لماذا أذهب هناك .. !!

قلتها سابقاً .. و سـ أقولها الآن ..

المشتريات الكروية .. و الكوميز ..

و يا لها من رحلة .. مع أنني في اليوم الثالث .. لكن المشتريات اذهلتني ..

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لم أكن أريد أن أكتب موضوعاً أخر عن لندن .. لأنني أعلم تمام العلم بأنها أصبحت روتينية و مملة للمشاهد ..

لكن ما ذنبي .. و لندن أغرب الأماكن ..

و لهذا .. فـ أقوم بـ سرد بعض القصص و المواجهات التي واجهها أنفي الفضولي ..

بالإضافة إلى بعض القصص الكوميكية ..

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إلى أن نلتقي مجدداً ..

تقبلوا تحياتيــــــــــ

Mad Reds

 

 

أفرح يالمحب .. بـ ميـــلاد سيـــــــد الشهداء

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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اللهم صلِ على محمد و على آل بيته الطيبين الطاهرين

السلام عليكم و رحمة الله و بركاته

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شعبان بـ أفراحه .. شعبان بـ سعادته .. شعبان بـ عطره الطاهر ..

شعبان يا شهر الفرح .. شعبان شهر الأحبة ..

جاءنا شعبان ..

نبدأ مشوار الأفراح .. بـ ميلاد سبط الرسول صلى الله ليه و آله و سلم ..

سيــــد الشهداء ..

الإمام الحسين عليه أفضل الصلاة و السلام ..

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نبارك لـ الأمة الإسلامية .. بـ مناسبة ميلاد بطل كربلاء .. أحكم البشر ..

الإمام الحسين عليه السلام .. و بهذا المولد .. تعم الفرحة .. و يتنفس القلب .. بعيداً عن شوائب الدنيا السخيفة ..

لكي يعطي المجال لـ فرحة طاهرة .. فرحة مالها مثيل .. فرحة عطرة بـ أسمى العطور ..

 

مولد بطل شجاع .. وقف وقفة طاهرة تاريخية في وجه الظلم .. وقف وقفته في كربلاء في وجه الأعداء .. في وجه الظلام .. و بهذه الوقفة تعلمنا كل شيء .. نعم تعلمنا كل شيء ..

مبادئنا .. تقاليدنا .. أخلاقنا ..

كلها تعلمناها من كربلاء ..

تعلمناها من بطل كربلاء ..

الإمام الحسين عليه أفضل الصلاة و السلام ..

 

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أقدم أسمى التباريك .. لـ إمامي و مولاي .. الإمام المهدي عجل الله فرجه الشريف ..

و بهذه المناسبة الطاهرة .. نقدم ولائنا لـ إمام زماننا عجل الله فرجه ..

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أفرح يالمحب ..
أفرح بـ ميلاد سبط الرسول الأكرم صلى الله عليه و على آل بيته الطيبين الطاهرين

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تحياتنــــــا

The 18th Project Blog

 

Something Borrowed – الرد على بعض النقاط لموضوع

كــــاتب المـــــوضوع

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هذا الموضوع كتبته للرد على بعض ما ذكرته الاخت

Faithq8

لموضوعها

Something Borrowed

والذي تكلمت فيه عن تعدد الزوجات وزواج الرجل بزوجة ثانية

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في البداية أحب أن اوضح بأن من يتزوج بأُخرى يجب ان يكون عادلاً بين الزوجتين ولا يجوز له ان يقوم بظلم واحدة على حساب الاخرى

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ذكرت الزميلة

Faithq8

في الموضوع

The most basic principle is equality. I know, you’re thinking “well I divide my days and money blah blah”. No buddy. You can’t ever be equal. You can never ever evenly divide your love between two (let alone 4) women. You cannot. Don’t kid yourself.

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العدل في الآية الكريمة ((فَإِنْ خِفْتُمْ أَلَّا تَعْدِلُوا فَوَاحِدَةً أَوْ مَا مَلَكَتْ أَيْمَانُكُمْ ))سورة النساء آية3 ،  المقصود فيه ليس الحب بالتساوي ، فليس هناك مانع ان يحب الرجل زوجة أكثر من زوجة ، والعدل المقصود به هنا هو العدل بشتى الجوانب ، كالعدل في المعاملة اللينة مع الزوجة وإعطاء كل زوجة حقها في المال والحق في المبيت بين الزوجتين ولا يقوم بهجر زوجة أشهر مثلا لانه يحب زوجة ثانية وفي الأمور الأخرى ، ولكن لا يجب عليه ان يحب زوجتان بنفس القدر ، وأيضا  لا يجوز له ان يظلم زوجة على حساب زوجته الأُخرى

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لا يستطيع الإنسان ان يطبق العدل المطلق بين الزوجات فالعادل الوحيد هو الله عز وجل ، فحتى عندما يحب الرجل اولاده في بعض الأحيان يحب ولد أكثر من آخر ولا يستطيع العدل في كل شيء فالإنسان يخطىء وهو ليس معصوم عن الخطأ ، ولكنه يبذل المزيد من الجهد حتى يوفر حياة كريمة للزوجتين من غير أن يمارس الظلم في حقهم

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فالرجل إذا كانت زوجته إنسانة مؤمنة ولا ينقصها شيء ووجد امرأة اخرى أيضا خلوقة ومؤمنة وحتى لو أُعجب – بجانب هذه المواصفات – بها لأنها جميلة فليس هناك مانع بأن يتزوجها ولا ينقص من قدره شيء ولا يجعله انانياً او خائناً ، ولا ننسى طبعا شرط العدل ، فلا يظلم زوجته الأولى بينما زوجته الثانية تعيش في سعادة وهناء

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فلا يجب ان نتهم رجل بأنه أناني ولا يحب إلا نفسه ولا يفكر إلا بأفكار جنسية لأنه تزوج بامرأة أخرى ، فإذا كان الرجل يحب ابناءه ويعدل بين زوجاته فليس هناك أي مانع بالزواج بثالثة ورابعة أيضاً ، ولا ينتقص هذا أبدا من قدره لأن الإسلام أحل له الزواج بأربع نساء كما تقول الآية الكريمة

((وَإِنْ خِفْتُمْ أَلَّا تُقْسِطُوا فِي الْيَتَامَىٰ فَانْكِحُوا مَا طَابَ لَكُمْ مِنَ النِّسَاءِ مَثْنَىٰ وَثُلَاثَ وَرُبَاعَ ۖ فَإِنْ خِفْتُمْ أَلَّا تَعْدِلُوا فَوَاحِدَةً أَوْ مَا مَلَكَتْ أَيْمَانُكُمْ ۚ ذَٰلِكَ أَدْنَىٰ أَلَّا تَعُولُوا)) النساء آية 3

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نعم هناك جانب عاطفي للموضوع ، وهو الحزن للزواج من امراة اخرى وهذا شيء ربما يثير الغضب لدى بعض الناس ، ولكن إذا اجاز الله للإنسان ان يتزوج بأخرى شرط أن يكون عادلاً فليس هناك ما يمنع الرجل بالزواج من امرأة ثانية

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ولا بد ان أذكر بأن هناك الكثير من الناس يتزوجون بثانية وثالثة ولكنهم يمارسون الظلم ، وهذا شيء لا يحق للرجل أبدا ان يفعله ، فيجب على الزوج ان يجعل زوجته تعيش حياة كريمة فهو المسؤول الأول عنها ، ولا يجب ان يقوم بظلمها لمجرد انها لا تعجبه ، فكما أن للرجل حقوق فللمراة حقوق أيضا ، ولا يجب ان يظلم حقها لمجرد انها امراة فهذا تخلف نهى الإسلام عنه ، فالإسلام هو دين العدل والمساواة

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وكما ذكرت سابقاً وأعيد تكريره هنا ، أن الرجل إذا كان عادلاً بين زوجاته فليس هناك مانع ان يُحب زوجة اكثر من زوجة اخرى ، فالإنسان لا يستطيع ان يتحكم بمشاعره ، فهناك من يفضل ابنه الكبير على ابنه الصغير ، او يحب أبوه أكثر من امه وهذا ليس ظلماً بل هو قلب يعشق ويحب بدرجات وليس التساوي بالمشاعر شرط او واجب على الإنسان

والحمد لله رب العالمين

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تحـــياتي

Something Borrowed.

Before I introduce my topic, let me begin by saying that I will not apologize. I refuse to apologize for my feelings, my anger or my criticism. Now that that has been said, allow me to take a moment to thank my lucky stars that my father is as loyal and as sacrificing as he is. I love you baba.

Some of you readers will sympathize and agree with me,  some of you wont. Fair enough. Some of you may be victims, bystanders or some of you may even be the very ones I will openly attack in this post as the selfish, arrogant beings you are. There are some who may be cowards and others who I have yet to decide on a name for. In any case, something despicable.

Before I talk at length about this, may I also add that I do not criticize my religion. I love my religion. But there are those who abuse our laws by twisting them to their own advantage -excuses, if you may- and pledge that they are living to the accordance of Islamic laws.

My topic dear reader, is multiple marriage. Now I will talk at length, so read closely.

Let’s start with religion shall we? Before we get into the web of feelings.

The first excuse a man makes when he takes on a new wife is “the shari3a allows me to have 4 wives and therefore I have done nothing that violates my religion.” Yaay! So you think you know your stuff eyh? Do you also know the conditions on which you may take on a bride while committed to another? The most basic principle is equality. I know, you’re thinking “well I divide my days and money blah blah”. No buddy. You can’t ever be equal. You can never ever evenly divide your love between two (let alone 4) women. You cannot. Don’t kid yourself.

Excuse number two: “she doesn’t give me what I need”. You have clean clothes in your closet? Food on the table when you’re hungry? Conceived kids? Does she not smile in your face?! Does she not tend to you when you’re ill? Yes? No? Re-prioritize your needs.

Excuse number three: “I can’t stand life with her” Did you talk to her about your problems? Did you try again and again to make your life a better one for your family’s sake? DiD YOU?! I assume not. Because if you had done so and failed, you’d be divorced. Or, you wouldn’t have lived a secret parallel life if you had felt justified. I know some men do not keep their marriages a secret, but the common case is that they do.

Excuse number 4: “She’s grown old and unattractive” Lovely. And you’ve gotten younger? Is she not still by your side accepting Your old age? Is she in a wheel chair? Take a good look at yourself, you aren’t exactly a Tom Cruise double are you?

Excuse number 5: “I fell in love” Seriously, this is one of the excuses that more than any other, would make me itch for a baseball bat to club the face of the guy who says this. You are a cheating, disloyal liar. You were married. You were married and you were able to CONSIDER looking at someone else. You had an emotional affair. An affair that is condemned by the religion you so confidently blanket yourself with. You favored your lust over the stability of your family.

You see that woman? The woman who you see as old, too busy for you, unattractive and maybe angry? Go kiss her hands that you think are too rough because they got rough scrubbing and cleaning for you. Go kiss those eyes that you see as too aged because they aged crying out of agony because of you. Go kiss the head you see full of grey and white for those hairs are a result of raising your children while you were tending to your secret life. Maybe she’s been busy and tired raising a family that you thought was not enough. On second thought, don’t kiss any of those things. Because you don’t deserve to.

If your wife left you when you took another, I salute her. She should have given you the boot long ago anyway. If you’re happy that she hasn’t.. be grateful ’cause trust me she didn’t do it for you. You see that little boy that grew into twice the man you think you are? That little girl who grew into a wonderful woman? That’s who she did it for. Not for you. She didn’t do it so that you wouldn’t have a family, she did it so that her children wouldn’t grow up wondering why They didn’t have one.

I know some men feel justified; like they have a thousand excuses or maybe even one good one. But the truth of the matter is that you don’t. No matter how horrible your wife was or how badly you wanted someone else, you made a commitment in front of God and everyone else to honor your wife. Your family. You were weaker than to save your marriage and your children. You didn’t save them. You can’t. Because nothing you do can erase the pain you brought on them for having a “borrowed” father. You took the easy way out.

Being a father – a parent – is NOT a part-time job. It ISN’T. And it sure as hell is not part of dividing your life between two different women! Whether you get divorced, married, remarried or decide to hitch it with a bloody frog your kids have NOTHING to do with it!

You can’t win both ways. You won’t.

I’m going to apologize now, but not to those unforgivable men. I will apologize to those women who became victims.

I have never known your pain and I hope I never will. Perhaps I don’t even fully understand it. But I’m sorry. Because I used to judge you. I used to think that staying with a man who has betrayed you was foolish. I now realize just how wrong I was. You are not foolish. You are brave. You are the strongest women on earth because you’re strong for those kids. Because unlike your ungrateful husband, you still have not given up. Because your heart is bigger than his soul. You are brave, wonderful women and nothing will ever demean that. If someone chooses someone else over you, they have bad taste. Be proud of who you are and what you’ve done for your family.

And you Mr? Shame on you. Shame on you for doing what you’ve done to your family. Shame on you for breaking their hearts and letting their tears fall and for ever making them feel like they weren’t enough. Shame on you for hurting the woman who sacrificed their youth, sweat, blood and tears for you. She is much more beautiful than any woman you’ll ever meet because she is the woman who stood strong, held her family together and didn’t tear it apart no matter how much it hurt. I can’t understand what beauty there is to see in a person who would allow herself to be the cause of ruin in another woman’s life.

There is no excuse. So don’t make them.

I really do hope that by the end of this post, all those men who have done so will understand what they’ve done. If you have built new families, be good to your children and make it up to those you’ve hurt. Tell them they deserve better. Tell your children they’re more than enough. Because they are. Do something to make things right before you leave this world.

If you want to strangle me (as I think you might), let me put it this way. Look at your daughter. Look at the joy of her young innocence. Would you allow it to be stolen away? Would you allow someone to hurt her and scar her heart? I didn’t think so. So why let it happen to your wife? She was someone’s little  girl too.

Your children should never have to feel like you’re something borrowed. Make sure they don’t. It’s the least you can do. None of you kids should ever have to feel like they can’t reach out for you. Don’t bring them into the world just to make their world fall apart.

..It’s amazing what strength God has poured into us women. And they call us weak. Hmph. Look at your wife if you don’t believe me. She’s a breathing example. She can swallow her pain and forgive and still be loyal. She can still love wholly with her broken heart. She can still smile at what I cannot imagine surviving. I wish I was as strong as her. I just pray that I never have to be.

A wife is not a slave. She is not some wrapper u can use up and throw aside. She should be treated as the queen she rightly is.

Dalg S’hail – A “cultural” experience

I decided to make this my first review upon returning because I simply could not let it wait. I wanted to share my thoughts on this erm .. ‘cultural’ expeience as my parents call it while the memory was still fresh in my mind.

Now, first of all, warning to all fathers who would love to play this prank on their daughters in the future: if you decide to take your unexpecting daughter to this restaurant under the impression of what the general term of  “taking you out for dinner” implies, do give her some hint as to what to wear (or not wear, as it might be the case) so that once she shows up on this ..scene, she would not arrive feeling misplaced and totally overdressed T_T

Before you gasp with insult, dear reader, do not take my review personally. It is simply my personal reflection. So.. allow me to share my story at this place..

On a hot and humid night.. My parents decided to take me to what they promised would be an “authentic” dinner. So, naturally, Kuwaiti me got all dressed up for the night out. I had no clue what this place would be like, so as my mother commented that we might not get a table, I reassured her that my father had probably booked us a table.. Now for those of you who have been there, you would understand why my parents burst out laughing at this predicament. I, on the other hand, was clueless.

So we arrive at Souq ElMobarakiya – my first visit to this famous part of Kuwait.. and being the girl that I am.. I almost screeched. Now this says a lot as I am not usually the screechy type of girl. I stood outside the car.. shocked. To say the least that is.

My pretty shoes were dragged through an excuse of a sandy parking lot to  a cluster of garden tables, which I might have been able to describe in more detail if it were not for the water sprinklers above our heads (yes.. above) spitting water in my face. This was apprently “pleasant” to my family who sat down joyfully thinking they were on a picnic beside a waterfall or something.

So I sit down stiffling a groan to humor my father and as the waiter approaches I silently pray that they atleast have an english menu. Very foolish on my part. So as it played out, the restaurant only had a couple of menus anyway (apparently their food was so famous you are expected to sit there and just know what you want).

I ask my waiter.. “what do you reccomend?” he flashes me a smile “fee chabda w galb mashwee waaayed helo” TRANSLATION: Liver and barbequed heart.

Ok so maybe some people find that a major delicacy, as JustTruth and MadReds do enjoy other strange foods “bacha” do..I, however, do NOT. So you can see my utter state of misery.

ANyway.. I go ahead and order the first chicken platter I could think of  “sheesh 6awoo8″ as my theory is ‘atleast you know if chicken is chicken.. meat on the other hand could have come from anything.’ Again, I do apologize. I do not wish to demean the integrity of this popular establishment, these were just the thoughts that came to me in my stunned state.

Thankfully, I always remember to have my ‘Detol wipes’ in my purse (as every lady knows she should), and it gives me some comfort in knowing my hands wont be the source of my then-expected poisoning.

The food arrives in all its “sya5″ and stuff and my joy rests on discovering that they atleast had propper hot sauce. Thinking that salt and spices must be what kills bacteria (don’t laugh, I am not a bio student) because well ..pickles last forever don’t they? — I attack my chicken with all the salt and “sha6a” that I can handle without burning a hole in my gut and smile sweetly at my father “yumm” all the while thinking ‘why daddy why?!’

My mother sitting next to me is enjoying her barbequed heart (poor sheep or whatever heart it was) and I take a deep breath.. it can’t be that bad right?? I mean this is.. part of being a proper Kuwaiti and all etc etc..

I lift the chicken…

move it close to my mouth..

and a cat suddenly runs under my chair.

erggh. Ok. Take II

I lift the chicken.. move it close to my mouth..

slowly put it inside..

and..

it wasn’t all that bad to be honest!

I still drank a can of coke for sterilization though! Just in case! ..but all in all.. I survived!

I can now say I am a ’culturized’ Kuwaiti who’s seen it all – and survived it too!

So.. I cannot  promise you that it would be an experience you’d wish to repeat quite often, especially in this heat, however I can see why my dad thought it imperitive that every girl survives her “Dalg S’hail” dinner. It’s as my mother says, ”a cultural experience”.  I just wish the cultural experience was less germy.

To be fair, I don’t feel sick or anything and they do offer an indoor dining area.. so if you do wish to visit this place -and I do advise you to because it’s so very different- just bear in mind that you should not dress up, wear heels or your favorite shoes, do take your sanitisers and go when the weather is a bit cooler. I also suggest you don’t sit under the over-head sprinklers.

Oh well.. atleast it was an experiennce.

I still think I deserve a badge for putting up with it!