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These days....
06.23.09 (1:49 pm)   [edit]

These days I am so sad that I can't even write.  What is there to write? bunch of thugs beat and kill young peaceful protesters? when will this end? who will help these poor young hopeless people to reach their desire which is to taste a bit of freedom....

 
 
Let us pray
06.23.09 (1:40 pm)   [edit]

Just try to take moment of silence and imagine you didn't have "Feedom" and then again, think of someone whom you loved lost her/his life to taste it and make it happen....

To All the Iranian fighters, who lost their lives or still struggling to reach freedom....

May God Bless you and Protect you All.....
 
Just nothing......
06.07.09 (2:54 am)   [edit]
I was at a party and now I am up and it is passed 2 am. I was trying to watch "Angels & Demons" DVD that my niece gave me and the sound and the picture were awful..so I turned it off and now i can't sleep. I am invited to a breakfast party tomorrow morning I don't think I can make it..Too tired and not so much excited about it..want to go to the cinema. Actually I wished I was with the family in DC. Trying to find a cheap ticket to go there in July...any idea??? Can't wait to see my grand niece..she is such a cute baby..unbelievably pretty. Nothing can give me more pleasure than holding a newborn in my arms, knowing that this would probably be a rare moment in my life that I can hold a total innocent and incorrupted being..:) I've been aunt since I was ten years old. Talking about growing up fast ..lol. I guess I just want to talk or rather write my thoughts at this hour. My son is in DC with his cousins and I am so happy for him I am sure he is having a great time with all of them. Oh well one thing for sure my family are all fun people to be with..no kidding, all crazy enough to turn the evening or the day into a hillarious funny day, just by BSing and picking on each other.I miss them all. So on Monday I will request a time off for mid July for a week..have to buy my ticket tomorrow. I just want to hold her and stay up all night and feed her and change her diapers...crazy I know, but I love children, especially the infants. What else...I finished reading "The poet of Baghdad" a very good book and started "The Red Scarf" a tale about the Russian revolution era. I better go to bed I started to have a headache, it's not good I better take two advils. I wished I had turned down the breakfast invitation tonight. I can't even eat breakfast all I can have is coffee. May be I can excuse myself with a lie, like I am sick or something, it's bad because she is the family.. Ok time to turn off the lights and bring down the curtains..the show ended.. Me and my babbles.. Better not announce the so called "New Post", people might think I am crazy..may be I am ..who knows... Have a great Sunday whoever that reads this nonesense :)
 
Oh please..................
06.05.09 (9:42 am)   [edit]

This is far more ridiculous than I thought.  I was cruising the web to find articles about Arabs and Iranian reactions to Obama’s speech in Cairo University.  I stumbled upon this newspaper called Asharq Alawsat, an English newspaper of Dubai I think.  Anyway in one of the columns it said “Paris Hilton look for BFF in the Middle Eastern countries”.  I have to confess and own up to the fact that I never liked this girl and I don’t know why is she such an important figure for the newspapers, other than she inherited Hilton’s money. I can rightly say that she is amongst those lucky SOB that has nothing to offer or show for except her daddy’s money.  Anyway the article said she is having a show (contest) in Dubai.  The result is this: Whoever wins the contest will be her best friend forever “BFF”..OH please, I am throwing up now. Someone please shut her up.

 
Romance.........:)
06.03.09 (8:09 am)   [edit]

A WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKED FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST
ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE
 
 
 *This is the (hands down!) winner:

 My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
 Marrying you screwed up my life.

 I see your face when I am dreaming.
 That's why I always wake up screaming.
 
 Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
 This describes everything you are not.
 
 Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss,
 But I only slept with you because I was pissed.
 
 I thought that I could love no other --
 that is until I met your brother.
 
 Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
 But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and
 so is your head.
 
 I want to feel your sweet embrace;
 But don't take that paper bag off your face.
 
 I love your smile, your face, and your eyes --
 Damn, I'm good at telling lies!

 My love, you take my breath away.
 What have you stepped in to smell this way?
 
 My feelings for you no words can tell,
 Except for maybe 'Go to hell.'

 What inspired this amorous rhyme?
 Two parts tequila, one part lime.*