As I write this I had this weird feeling to listen to music from all over the world, some might describe my taste of music as very Mediterranean but I enjoy all sorts of music, I believe that folk music is essential to teach people about any culture one wishes to study or simply know more about, folk songs are like short stories written and are told over and over and spread for the people's pleasure.
Dear friends! Can we enjoy the tunes of these songs and forget about all, stop the name calling and stop spilling blood? Can't we people of 21 century get over our pity fights?
I might not be as hip as so many people are now, but there is a soul in these songs, just listen.
Saturday, 16 October 2010
Sunday, 10 October 2010
Venus with a shade of BLACK
Everyday that passes by I look forward to see her, she is the sweetest dream and the most pleasant concubine.
My dearest Venus is as old as the roses of spring and the joy of summer, she says she is an earth's child but I know she is a daughter of Venus a reincarnation of Aphrodite.
Chained and shackled in black shades of men insecurities, she is devoured by the evilness of their need to belong and the need to believe, a waterfall of tears is not enough to was the sins of all the holy men and blood doesn't satisfy it's thirst.
Dearest Eve! Will you break the chains? will you walk tall and free? Or do you enjoy being jailed in this ugly shade of BLACK.
My dearest Venus is as old as the roses of spring and the joy of summer, she says she is an earth's child but I know she is a daughter of Venus a reincarnation of Aphrodite.
Chained and shackled in black shades of men insecurities, she is devoured by the evilness of their need to belong and the need to believe, a waterfall of tears is not enough to was the sins of all the holy men and blood doesn't satisfy it's thirst.
Dearest Eve! Will you break the chains? will you walk tall and free? Or do you enjoy being jailed in this ugly shade of BLACK.
Tuesday, 3 August 2010
Love is in the Air or is it dust?
I love the summer time, it is this time of the year where people wear less, go out to beaches, have no worries and plan trips to different places.
Well it might be that I have watched lots of movies or is it that I have a disease that makes me think that we live in Europe or something as a friend of mine says.
I don't see the reason to not think that we live in a beautiful country, we have the sea, but we have no proper public beaches, hummm! let me see, I think that we have a problem, since we live on an island and the only beaches that you can go to if you have no money is a beach that we guarantee you multiple injuries on the soles of your feet.
I won't blame the authorities, I won't blame the municipality but I blame nobody other than the people of this island, who forgot nature's right and started defecating on their own plates in one way or they other they have don't so, and turned the sea into a dumping site, the air into unbreathable mixture of gases and the soil into a desert like sand pit.
I hope that nobody starts thinking that I hate my own country, but yet I believe that the people of this island have to go through major reforms in the country and treat so many issues in order to turn this lovely Kingdom of the shining sun into a place that sustains human inhabitance.
I'm not just talking about the environment, but there are so many other issues such as tolerance, acceptance of others and education.
It brings me to tears that Bahrainis are no longer as they used to be, a nation that has a smile on it's face with great thirst for other cultures that they accept instantaneously.
Thursday, 22 July 2010
You are old man!
It just hit me today, while I was sitting on the sand after I was told that I was old, and loosing 7 times in wrestling to 17-20 years old who were half of my size.
I can blame it on me being tired today, I can blame it on the weather and I can even blame it on those poor Indians who gathered around to watch these crazy teenagers and me wrestle in a public beach on sand that was filled with sharp rocks.
Should I admit that I grew older? Is it time for me to grow a belly and wear thoub and watch football matches to either cheer for a team that I have no connection to what so ever? I wonder?
Why do we forget our dreams?
Why do we drift away from out true selves?
Why?
Why?
and more whys I have in my head.
But the way I didn't loose all the matches I won 2, so I guess I'm not that old after all.
Saturday, 17 July 2010
I'm alive and kicking!
Recently the I have been wrapped with so many things, no time for my self and no time to post or write, it could also be that I have lost hope and lost my morales.
Slowly I watched my self turn into a zombie, a person that is not me, I looked in the mirror recently and I was shocked to notice that I have lost even more hair and I look by at least 4 years older than I checked myself in the mirror.
So I had to sit down and think, is this life a journey of self making or is a journey of self discovery?
I sat wondering about this for a long time, I hoped to find an answer, but there is not answers to be handed out for me for something that I had to seek myself. Leaving everyone behind me, and, like a little upset child I locked my rooms door and I hid in the corner, Isolating myself more and more from the world, because I simply do not fit in, or is it because I have a personality and a brain of my own.
The question that I kept on asking myself was, should or should I not, speak or forever hold my peace? It's very disturbing that I'm muffled like a dog, and I didn't complain but yet I have not spoke, which I gather was very pleasant and relieving for lots of people, unless you are one of those who follow my insanity. I shall not be silenced any more, I guess I need a motive, a drive, a reason or anything that will make me go on.
Slowly I watched my self turn into a zombie, a person that is not me, I looked in the mirror recently and I was shocked to notice that I have lost even more hair and I look by at least 4 years older than I checked myself in the mirror.
So I had to sit down and think, is this life a journey of self making or is a journey of self discovery?
I sat wondering about this for a long time, I hoped to find an answer, but there is not answers to be handed out for me for something that I had to seek myself. Leaving everyone behind me, and, like a little upset child I locked my rooms door and I hid in the corner, Isolating myself more and more from the world, because I simply do not fit in, or is it because I have a personality and a brain of my own.
The question that I kept on asking myself was, should or should I not, speak or forever hold my peace? It's very disturbing that I'm muffled like a dog, and I didn't complain but yet I have not spoke, which I gather was very pleasant and relieving for lots of people, unless you are one of those who follow my insanity. I shall not be silenced any more, I guess I need a motive, a drive, a reason or anything that will make me go on.
Tuesday, 1 December 2009
Sunday, 15 November 2009
Proletariat Unite
Time!
It the most constant thing in a very changing and unpredictable world, or is it?
Every day people and predicting the changes from analysing the facts and events to which lead to the future events in the future, let's not forget that for every action there is a reaction, and that is exactly what made us fall into this big mess or what is called the financial crisis (greed).
I don't want anybody to get me wrong here, I'm not to preach about the faults of the capitalist system or how it is effecting us and yet I'm not to glorify socialism, both to somewhat extent are not that pure and free of evilness.
But I just want to point out something that I have noticed, something that really itches me under my skin, something that I explode inside every time I notice it and see it in the young eyes and feel in the old bitterness.
people In this country hardly smile, we don't dance, we don't not embrace art and the list goes on and on and on and on.
beside being grumpy and not enjoying life which includes have beaches but nobody to swim in them, it's the general state of forbidding and criminalising any attempt to self express and enjoy life, I salute our society for creating the perfect work force, this work force that knows nothing but work and other basics of life, and nothing else, this is almost inhumane because they simply lack joy, working, eating, sleeping and living a joyless life.
Basically not much different than a mill's ass.
Can we wait for a second and start enjoying life?
Productivity is already low as it is (among locals), so why not teach them to think freely and enjoy life, because only then they'll find joy in what they do.
Let's put our hands together and build a happier free thinking nation, after all it's our responsibility.
It the most constant thing in a very changing and unpredictable world, or is it?
Every day people and predicting the changes from analysing the facts and events to which lead to the future events in the future, let's not forget that for every action there is a reaction, and that is exactly what made us fall into this big mess or what is called the financial crisis (greed).
I don't want anybody to get me wrong here, I'm not to preach about the faults of the capitalist system or how it is effecting us and yet I'm not to glorify socialism, both to somewhat extent are not that pure and free of evilness.
But I just want to point out something that I have noticed, something that really itches me under my skin, something that I explode inside every time I notice it and see it in the young eyes and feel in the old bitterness.
people In this country hardly smile, we don't dance, we don't not embrace art and the list goes on and on and on and on.
beside being grumpy and not enjoying life which includes have beaches but nobody to swim in them, it's the general state of forbidding and criminalising any attempt to self express and enjoy life, I salute our society for creating the perfect work force, this work force that knows nothing but work and other basics of life, and nothing else, this is almost inhumane because they simply lack joy, working, eating, sleeping and living a joyless life.
Basically not much different than a mill's ass.
Can we wait for a second and start enjoying life?
Productivity is already low as it is (among locals), so why not teach them to think freely and enjoy life, because only then they'll find joy in what they do.
Let's put our hands together and build a happier free thinking nation, after all it's our responsibility.
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