<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:37:58.388-08:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='believes'/><category term='Veils'/><category term='Islam'/><category term='women'/><category term='apearance baharna'/><category term='Shiite'/><category term='Ninja'/><category term='teeth'/><category term='SEX'/><category term='random'/><category term='culture'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='autos'/><category term='عربي'/><category term='Aymen Al-Hamad'/><category term='Bahrain'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='Казаки'/><category term='life'/><category term='home'/><category term='домой'/><category term='Axiotron'/><category term='ME'/><category term='people'/><category term='Amreeka'/><category term='funny stuff'/><category term='weekend visitors'/><category term='nightlife'/><category term='food'/><category term='Crazy'/><category term='smoking'/><category term='languages'/><category term='sectarianism'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='pain'/><category term='Weather'/><category term='religion'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='apearance'/><category term='Tiёsto'/><category term='Alcohol'/><category term='blogging'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><category term='cars'/><category term='restaurants'/><category term='transportation'/><title type='text'>Kalinka</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my crazy world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7106655679916559352</id><published>2010-10-16T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T00:33:32.987-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><title type='text'>In Art I trust!</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/PyVeG69c2RQ/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyVeG69c2RQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PyVeG69c2RQ?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hPMdj-4Nro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8hPMdj-4Nro?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not be as hip as so many people are now, but there is a soul in these songs, just listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/rKgcKYTStMc/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKgcKYTStMc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rKgcKYTStMc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7106655679916559352?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7106655679916559352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-art-i-trust.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7106655679916559352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7106655679916559352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/10/in-art-i-trust.html' title='In Art I trust!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6999303966037318910</id><published>2010-10-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T01:06:57.976-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance baharna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Venus  with a shade of BLACK</title><content type='html'>Everyday that passes by I look forward to see her, she is the sweetest dream and the most pleasant concubine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onefineart.com/en/artists/marie_hadad/bedouin_woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 433px;" src="http://www.onefineart.com/en/artists/marie_hadad/bedouin_woman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/1o9ZpYX5kj65xv3aKs6IONE0o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 504px;" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/1o9ZpYX5kj65xv3aKs6IONE0o1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/224007/blood-lust-red-splash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 270px;" src="http://images2.layoutsparks.com/1/224007/blood-lust-red-splash.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images50.fotki.com/v1522/photos/5/1222605/7482072/essionofwomenintheislamicworld-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 315px;" src="http://images50.fotki.com/v1522/photos/5/1222605/7482072/essionofwomenintheislamicworld-vi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6999303966037318910?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6999303966037318910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/10/venus-with-shade-of-black.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6999303966037318910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6999303966037318910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/10/venus-with-shade-of-black.html' title='Venus  with a shade of BLACK'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2183653821598249221</id><published>2010-08-03T15:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T08:20:51.752-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance baharna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Love is in the Air or is it dust?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.nowpublic.net/images//65/9/659eebf68c19d2a827583730978dd4fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/TFigKlYRNkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZVeGnMfo-ik/s1600/0607100242091summer_nights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/TFigKlYRNkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZVeGnMfo-ik/s400/0607100242091summer_nights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501323048526100034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.visitusa.com/california/images/beach-photos/san-francisco/devils-slide/devils-beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://www.visitusa.com/california/images/beach-photos/san-francisco/devils-slide/devils-beach.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.nowpublic.net/images//65/9/659eebf68c19d2a827583730978dd4fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not just talking about the environment, but there are so many other issues such as tolerance, acceptance of others and education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2183653821598249221?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2183653821598249221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-is-in-air-or-is-it-dust_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2183653821598249221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2183653821598249221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/08/love-is-in-air-or-is-it-dust_03.html' title='Love is in the Air or is it dust?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/TFigKlYRNkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ZVeGnMfo-ik/s72-c/0607100242091summer_nights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2917139443525435739</id><published>2010-07-22T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.082-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>You are old man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ccsd.k12.wy.us/schools/TSJH/Resources/wrestling-02lg.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ccsd.k12.wy.us/schools/TSJH/Resources/wrestling-02lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 312px;" src="http://www.ccsd.k12.wy.us/schools/TSJH/Resources/wrestling-02lg.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we forget our dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we drift away from out true selves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and more whys I have in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the way I didn't loose all the matches I won 2, so I guess I'm not that old after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2917139443525435739?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2917139443525435739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-are-old-man_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2917139443525435739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2917139443525435739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-are-old-man_22.html' title='You are old man!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7846229416319794614</id><published>2010-07-17T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><title type='text'>I'm alive and kicking!</title><content type='html'>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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://gadgetted.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/bald_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogohblog.com/wp-content/pop/2007/12/bald_blogger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.blogohblog.com/wp-content/pop/2007/12/bald_blogger.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to sit down and think, is this life a journey of self making or is a journey of self discovery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2009/04/mensa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 311px;" src="http://babble.com/CS/blogs/strollerderby/2009/04/mensa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7846229416319794614?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7846229416319794614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-alive-and-kicking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7846229416319794614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7846229416319794614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-alive-and-kicking.html' title='I&amp;#39;m alive and kicking!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8853761781734857072</id><published>2009-12-01T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.099-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>For each Action there must be a reaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vewcN_xzSuM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vewcN_xzSuM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8853761781734857072?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/8853761781734857072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-each-action-there-must-be-reaction.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8853761781734857072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8853761781734857072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/12/for-each-action-there-must-be-reaction.html' title='For each Action there must be a reaction'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3136685723350823907</id><published>2009-11-15T00:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.101-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Proletariat Unite</title><content type='html'>Time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It the most constant thing in a very changing and unpredictable world, or is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_Auc2IMzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ixx5tRj3Ftw/s1600-h/capitalism-carrot-and-stick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_Auc2IMzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ixx5tRj3Ftw/s400/capitalism-carrot-and-stick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404249982117622578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_BPkWxNcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/C_mFs4VSbBE/s1600-h/socialism1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_BPkWxNcI/AAAAAAAAAWY/C_mFs4VSbBE/s400/socialism1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404250551069259202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically not much different than a mill's ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_D0MxvJKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/FnFsoFZX9lE/s1600-h/Pyramid_of_Capitalist_System.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_D0MxvJKI/AAAAAAAAAWg/FnFsoFZX9lE/s400/Pyramid_of_Capitalist_System.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404253379418334370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we wait for a second and start enjoying life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;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.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's put our hands together and build a happier free thinking nation, after all it's our responsibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3136685723350823907?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3136685723350823907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/11/proletariat-unite_15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3136685723350823907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3136685723350823907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/11/proletariat-unite_15.html' title='Proletariat Unite'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sv_Auc2IMzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ixx5tRj3Ftw/s72-c/capitalism-carrot-and-stick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3049128723496872044</id><published>2009-10-19T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>A soul for sale</title><content type='html'>Time passes by ever slowly and I fear the worse is yet to come before the storm calms down, the people are desperate and they seem to find a peace of mind in praying, praying for hope, praying for change and praying for a better time, we are all suffering, or are we all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided the following and I have made my mind up, no cold feet and no backing out, I’m not going to stay in silence and follow the herd, for following the herd there are many harms, in the absence of brain and organization people resolute to chaos and that is exactly what is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big happy financial chaos, everybody is dancing on some drum beat, but yet I wonder why aren’t I shaking a leg? Selling is my field but yet I have never sold any of my own personal belongings ever, due to the last financial situation I have decided to sell my most precious possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soul for sale ladies and gentlemen, approach me please I have not lost my mind yet, I wonder who is interested? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Satan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/StxcZpl5MeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HFUmRduHM6o/s1600-h/satan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/StxcZpl5MeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HFUmRduHM6o/s400/satan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394288049414287842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if anyone knows how can I sell my soul to him or to get a hold of him I’d appreciate his efforts and throw on a commission for his/her sheer kindness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3049128723496872044?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3049128723496872044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/10/soul-for-sale.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3049128723496872044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3049128723496872044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/10/soul-for-sale.html' title='A soul for sale'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/StxcZpl5MeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/HFUmRduHM6o/s72-c/satan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-1686692203656859819</id><published>2009-09-04T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>We have our own idiots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SqM8jiPM4-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/gqDuLzgAy34/s1600-h/tf05idiot1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SqM8jiPM4-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/gqDuLzgAy34/s400/tf05idiot1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378208961194157026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does Bahrain have a problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a lack of experienced young men on the island? or is it because we love to import we started import even idiots to fill space which we can get locals to cover, I'm not talking about complicated jobs that require out sourcing or jobs like a janitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's focus on jobs that are in the middle, office jobs, sales, education, and even a general physician. On the island there is a high rate of unemployment, it's undeniable and the situation has become unbearable, the list keep on getting longer and longer in the Ministry of Labour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to say that foreigners are all bad and we do not need them, but yet I'm not defending Bahrainis, I'm simply saying instead of importing idiots to fill stupid positions why can't we employ our own idiots at least they are local and it is good for the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shout out to business owners in the private sector and people in the public sector, WE DO NOT NEED TO DEAL WITH FOREIGN IDIOTS, import talented and smart people but do not import the incompetent and the rejects of other countries, if you need to employ an idiot please pick our own idiots at least they do not cost much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such a hard time just simply dealing with morons that fill positions they dream of in their motherland and yet they show a high level of incompetency.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-1686692203656859819?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/1686692203656859819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-have-our-own-idiots.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1686692203656859819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1686692203656859819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-have-our-own-idiots.html' title='We have our own idiots'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SqM8jiPM4-I/AAAAAAAAAV4/gqDuLzgAy34/s72-c/tf05idiot1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4425726574566161222</id><published>2009-08-23T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me.</title><content type='html'>I'm growing older, each day I notice a new wrinkle and more hair loss, I guess growing older is something that we have to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SpHqkc-bLHI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2QFDmmzXPqQ/s1600-h/s85855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 233px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SpHqkc-bLHI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2QFDmmzXPqQ/s400/s85855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373333742403923058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished for so many things, I wished and I shall wait to see my wishes come true and if they don't I promise that I'm not going to make the same wishes next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4425726574566161222?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4425726574566161222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4425726574566161222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4425726574566161222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SpHqkc-bLHI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2QFDmmzXPqQ/s72-c/s85855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8652757260831479008</id><published>2009-08-11T13:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='عربي'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>ناصفة حلاوة</title><content type='html'>ناصفة حلاوة على النبي صلاوة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SoHdtbetKjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/e0KnOXqcsL0/s1600-h/seef_nasfa11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SoHdtbetKjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/e0KnOXqcsL0/s400/seef_nasfa11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368816003342740018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;سامحوني لكن انا جدا صعب اكتب بالعربي فراح اكتب بالانجليزي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و لكن اتمني الى الناس كلها ان يعيشون جو الناصفة السنة الجاية&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و احب ان ابارك الى كافة الناس الي اقاموا حفل النصف من شعبان على المجهود العظيم&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everyone knows I grew up in Manama, I was born to a good family with a clean reputation, I remember the old days, every 15th of Sha'aban my cousins and I used to walk the streets in a pack, dressed in our best outfits after an hour or so of torture by the house maid or aunties trying to fix our hair, my family used to send us out on the streets after making sure that we are spotless clean and also an empty bladder and intestines is a must, so everyone knows what has to be done then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well being a Nidoer I knew nothing apart from the fact that it was a happy occasion and that it has to do with lots of candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I grew older, I have lost interest in such festivals, I became so distant from my roots which I have to come back to at some point (no matter what my religious beliefs are).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove my car to town to be shocked by the amount of lights and people, I had unfinished business in town without knowing what day it was or the occasion. I had to stop and mix with the crowd, absorb the amount of happiness that is found in the air, loud songs and people dressed in their best, smiles all over the place, people looking so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is nice to see people having fun and laughing, regardless of the occasion, the most important thing is that happiness is in the air (much better than celebrating death all the time), even an infidel like me enjoys such events.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8652757260831479008?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/8652757260831479008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_11.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8652757260831479008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8652757260831479008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_11.html' title='ناصفة حلاوة'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SoHdtbetKjI/AAAAAAAAAVo/e0KnOXqcsL0/s72-c/seef_nasfa11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5797630118454283424</id><published>2009-08-02T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='عربي'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>بالعربي</title><content type='html'>اليوم قررت و بدون سبب اني اكتب بالعربي، و مو عربي فصيح بس بلهجة اجدادي، بلهجة بحرانية قح من زرانيق المنامة.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مع ان اليوم كان جدا حار ، و عرقي كان يزخ بس من فترة ما اشتغلت شغل جسماني شاق في الشمس. طعم العمل كان واجد حلو، و خصوصا اذا تعرف ان في مردود ايجابيي.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اشتغلت من جد، تعبت و خارت قواي، الحين صار سبايدر مان مو انا. المهم! لاحظت شي واحد من حديثي مع مختلف سكان البحرين الا و هو الأستياء العام و ما يسمونه ال جرمبينيس، شلون احنا عايشين في جزيرة؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SnYc1VZPNOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AKuFugvY9SY/s1600-h/128683922408039738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SnYc1VZPNOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AKuFugvY9SY/s400/128683922408039738.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365507708660167906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;احنا ما عندنا اي مقومات العيش كبشر، ما اتكلم في مأكل او ملبس و تفاهات مادية اللي كلنا نحبها, بس انا اتكلم عن ثقافة و احساس و تعبير.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;هواية شعبنا المفضلة هي التحلطم، يوم البناتية و يوم البويات و يوم قصات الشعر او الموسيقى او او او او او او  ألخ ألخ ألخ ألخ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;انا ابغي افهم هذا التحلطم الى متى؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; و شنوا الفايده؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;شنوا الهدف؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ليش ما نتحلطم على اشياء اللي من جد تضرنا؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مثل سوء و تدني مستوى التعليم؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;او البطالة؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;او القعدة عند برادة بابو بدون هدف؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;او التلوث؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الا اذا اساس كل هذا المشاكل نقص و انعدام الوازع الديني، و لاحظت انا هذا اللنقص هو الشماعة اللي نستخدمها بكثرة.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;انا اللحين ابغي اعرف شلون نربط التلوث اللي في البحرين بنقص الخميرة اووووه أسف الوازع الديني؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SnYgYKqlmtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bagNPniCZrw/s1600-h/1126208372_essmartass.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 375px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SnYgYKqlmtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/bagNPniCZrw/s400/1126208372_essmartass.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365511605610453714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;احنا يا ناس يا عالم نسكن جزيرة بلا شوأطى، وين المنطق؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أظن ان الوازع الديني هو السبب ايضا.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;من رأي الشخصي ان الوازع الديني بضاعة صعب تسويقها(الاعلانات  شاحنة الشوارع و القرى) بس ابدا ما قللت من عدد حالات استغلال الاطفال جنسيا اللي الصراحة ما اشوف لجنة الوازع الديني تحاربه (في مشاكل في الصين اهم)&lt;a href="http://www.alarabiya.net/articles/2008/12/07/61542.html"&gt;(مساكين مشغولين مع البناء و المقاول)&lt;/a&gt;، اللي اشوفه ان هاذي الحالات تتزايد و مو بس هاذي في مشاكل واجد.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;حجاب بو نفخة بغض النظر شنو رأي الشخصي فيه ما ضر احد.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و جينز لو ويست ما يضر ولا ينفع.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بنت حلوة لابسة قصير لا تطالع، انا ابحلق احسن لي على الاقل منظر جميل.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;مليت الناس اللي يكرهوني لمجرد طائفتي او لوني او لهجتي.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;أستيقظوا من سباتكم.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الى متى؟&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5797630118454283424?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5797630118454283424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_02.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5797630118454283424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5797630118454283424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_02.html' title='بالعربي'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SnYc1VZPNOI/AAAAAAAAAVY/AKuFugvY9SY/s72-c/128683922408039738.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5491494575350415663</id><published>2009-07-28T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Rebel Yell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm69gQ-fGhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nAf5c23guvE/s1600-h/John_Lennon_wideweb__430x336,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm69gQ-fGhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nAf5c23guvE/s400/John_Lennon_wideweb__430x336,0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363432568255355410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Imagine, it is just a thought, there is no harm in imagining, creativity is not crime, if it wasn't for man's fertile imagination modern man wouldn't have all these little pleasures of life that we enjoy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6cOTIqgeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/uFYt4TDeAog/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6cOTIqgeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/uFYt4TDeAog/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363395975713554914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being an island person have Made me realise that we should enjoy and embrace life, love art and appreciate the good things in life(food &amp; sex in my case), as I serve my time in Bahrain after spending some time abroad where I was taught so many things and have seen and experienced a world of different things, I have noticed the the average Bahraini person has lost the joy and lost the meaning of living, the &lt;a href="http://blogs.reuters.com/faithworld/files/2008/02/lahore-ashura.jpg"&gt;culture of death&lt;/a&gt; prevails over the nature of the good people, frowns, shout and slurs of all kinds you hear if you go to any crowded area, it is about time we open anger management centres &amp; and some sensitivity training is always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6v2vUm-MI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zFncl5oZLfc/s1600-h/anger.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 344px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6v2vUm-MI/AAAAAAAAAU4/zFncl5oZLfc/s400/anger.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363417561195542722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I indulge my self more in this country, as I become more and more fixated on spending time with certain types of people on the island, I have completely neglected what makes my creativity fluids flow, I have forgot about beauty that this island has and that power in to which it possesses within to transform  into a beautiful work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6iNEaic7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c5N8LtDxEcI/s1600-h/800px-Bahrain14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6iNEaic7I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/c5N8LtDxEcI/s400/800px-Bahrain14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363402551651890098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Last night after not so many tries from some of my dear friends they shackle me and throw me into what seems to be a red horseless wagon (a car it is called from the breed of Sangsyoung) a very strong animal this one, so they commanded and steered the sangsyoung car to the hall of culture which is by the museum, and we sat to attend a spectacular show by the director Michel Elefteriades and the Jose Galvez and Son Cubano band (Cuban-Flamenco Fusion) as a part of Bahrain's summer festival, It was excellent, full of joy and laughs, the whole experience was sheer ecstasy to the soul, and apparently it was amusing to adults and children alike, I even have seen some couples dancing to Latin music tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6oecE93NI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qMOjyeOD_9I/s1600-h/banner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6oecE93NI/AAAAAAAAAUY/qMOjyeOD_9I/s400/banner2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363409447131405522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6oq9zLXSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sbf5Sv-lLiE/s1600-h/413px-OfficialPortraitMichelI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6oq9zLXSI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sbf5Sv-lLiE/s400/413px-OfficialPortraitMichelI.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363409662342028578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back I was humming a song in my head I decided to write this post, I decided that it is about time, fighting the black forces is not going to be easy but there is no choice in the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6uC_e8tSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kj_1GokiWS8/s1600-h/0408-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 354px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6uC_e8tSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/kj_1GokiWS8/s400/0408-01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363415572669052194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be done, there is no escape, enemies of freedom do not deserve it, enemies of life do not deserve it, and enemies of love shall be hated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6utcwq0UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Y_egxuU5uhQ/s1600-h/GBMCHE09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm6utcwq0UI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Y_egxuU5uhQ/s400/GBMCHE09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363416302082511170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a free soul and a wild spirit ,all free men do not like slavery and won't sit down and beg, I thrive on beauty and I love life, I intend to cling on my one and only life and enjoy it to the maximum, it's never too much pleasure for me, I'll always ask for "MORE! MORE! MORE", with a rebel yell I'll cry "MORE! MORE! MORE!", more music, more art, more love and more life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm65SMMMBEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9cBtXRRSms8/s1600-h/salsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm65SMMMBEI/AAAAAAAAAVA/9cBtXRRSms8/s400/salsa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363427928405967938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva la Revolucion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm676cm7UGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eGVCbeP-liI/s1600-h/revolution_fist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm676cm7UGI/AAAAAAAAAVI/eGVCbeP-liI/s400/revolution_fist.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363430819031109730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In order to maintain and keep a way of life one must protect the way of life".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse any attend to oppress my way of life or freedom, which is provided by me by the law (READ THE CONSTITUTION). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! The law if we all learn to follow and respect it then there won't be any revolutions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5491494575350415663?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5491494575350415663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/07/rebel-yell.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5491494575350415663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5491494575350415663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/07/rebel-yell.html' title='Rebel Yell'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sm69gQ-fGhI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/nAf5c23guvE/s72-c/John_Lennon_wideweb__430x336,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8279691459460384841</id><published>2009-07-14T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>When the curtins fall</title><content type='html'>Since I was a young child, everyone's attempt to teach me the faith have failed, it was just to illogical and self contradicting most of the time, my parents and teachers had a hard time with me trying to sink it in my head. Although I was not really popular among the other kids but I had my little soldiers and my whole collection of little dinosaurs to play with, I drove everyone mad with my questions, I got hushed and muffled so many times, people around me perfected the art of dodging the questions of a child, but I was just a curious child who feels the urge to get to the bottom of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl1qrsxNc7I/AAAAAAAAASs/dTOEoQWGTDo/s1600-h/3677000420_b85a63a0ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl1qrsxNc7I/AAAAAAAAASs/dTOEoQWGTDo/s400/3677000420_b85a63a0ea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358556430625239986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed and I grew bigger and older, which meant I got louder as well, Started questioning more things, became hard to please with the usual answer that shuts most kids up, till I have decided to learn more in order to judge what I do not believe, hoping that they might be a hidden massage I'm not seeing that will clear the blindness of my heart and soul (3ama Al Baseera), I started learning more by reading the Book, I enrolled my self within a programme to teach youth the essentials of their faith, I started being punctual to the daily group ritual exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl8Qc9Oc7hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/xBREckfTBHg/s1600-h/baby-praying.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl8Qc9Oc7hI/AAAAAAAAAS0/xBREckfTBHg/s400/baby-praying.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359020171251740178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even then, I wasn't very sure of the righteousness of this act or faith, I started questioning, till I hit the big wall over and over again, the wall which was chosen to be the answer of all my questions wither I have asked my teachers or our mighty clerics, I felt not satisfied with being blocked by the wall, being a person who doesn't like being held back with shackles and boundaries, this tall standing wall is demeaning my intelligence and obstructing my path to seek the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl8UJ6Vj3SI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1LkE2FGj66U/s1600-h/brick_wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl8UJ6Vj3SI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1LkE2FGj66U/s400/brick_wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359024242105244962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing over the wall means to seek further knowledge, it would only be explained as infidelity or a major betrayal to the nation and the faith, the punishment for this betrayal is death, head amputation, hanging to death, being crucified to death or other forms of torture is the constant threat I hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SmBntc_W-xI/AAAAAAAAATU/IKueSsSkgjg/s1600-h/071210_torture_vl-vertical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 392px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SmBntc_W-xI/AAAAAAAAATU/IKueSsSkgjg/s400/071210_torture_vl-vertical.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359397587144604434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder! What part of "live and let live" they can't comprehend ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that I obsess about the matter, sometimes I think it is just a phase of time and things will get better, but I wish it was a the case of closing one's eyes to open them to a better, brighter and a happier world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SmrO0eeaMYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/81e0c8BFGnI/s1600-h/Inner-happiness.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SmrO0eeaMYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/81e0c8BFGnI/s400/Inner-happiness.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362325707267125634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have noticed how conservative our community has became, with lots of events that happen to so many people;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gulfnews.com/news/gulf/bahrain/10323286.html"&gt;20 days in jail for a kiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have always thought that I'm safe till Tuesday the 14/07/2009 around 10 pm, a dear friend of mine was stop and driven to the security office in Seef Mall for a terrible crime, the so called crime was holding hands and laughing loud with his girlfriend in public, my friends crime was not forgiveable to the securities who later on became acknowledged  to the the fact they have arrested a non Bahraini citizen  (I wonder what difference does it make).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight have became personal then, the extremist have pushed their boundaries this time, I have decided to not shut up and take up the beating, soon it will start knocking our doors, and then what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 14/07/2009 A brave man Al Rawandy (Hameed Al Enzi) Have decided to reveal his real name and uncover his identity, he is done what it s considered to be suicide because of his infidelity to the faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a sample of one those people who have refused the self imposing faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not to insult anyone's beliefs or religion to each the freedom of belief and to follow any religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that it is about time to say it loud, to speak my mind and not care, although so many people who know me or just simply read my blog have noticed it, but I'm here today to clarify it to all and state it to all, I do not believe in any religion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8279691459460384841?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/8279691459460384841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-curtins-fall.html#comment-form' title='29 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8279691459460384841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8279691459460384841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-curtins-fall.html' title='When the curtins fall'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sl1qrsxNc7I/AAAAAAAAASs/dTOEoQWGTDo/s72-c/3677000420_b85a63a0ea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6519700281903167906</id><published>2009-06-27T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.179-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Midnight rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Skaw4KcaMQI/AAAAAAAAASE/iqAEZBbnJ0U/s1600-h/8606155_4494288_71421391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Skaw4KcaMQI/AAAAAAAAASE/iqAEZBbnJ0U/s400/8606155_4494288_71421391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352159686099087618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Иду в машине я хотел купит что то попить, я остановил за магазине и работника ждал, пока я был там другая машина остановила и отходила от этот машине какая то девочка, такая я ещё не видел, она была как сладкий сон, ее коже так мягкая, видно что так хоть я ее не трогал но я это знаю, от неё не смог отрываться глаз.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Жаль! я ее не сказал ничого, я так хотель ее спросить имя её и общаюся с нее, но этот не будеть потому что мы в Бахрейне и с женский пол говорить нельзя, значить никакой связь между нами не будеть, никогда!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Я не понимаю почему закрывает красотой? прятать его под чёрном одеждый, а тепер я знаю почему я всегда думал что наше девочки они не красивый; потому что я же не вижу их.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ну, Арабский женщини красотой это не такой простой дела, глазки волшебный, губы вкусный выглядеть и фигура очаровательная.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SkaycT4FbwI/AAAAAAAAASM/-IPOaNoz3m0/s1600-h/4145582_640x425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SkaycT4FbwI/AAAAAAAAASM/-IPOaNoz3m0/s400/4145582_640x425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352161406618005250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the picture above in a forum, it is ridiculous and yet funny that the women who posted the photo thought it would be a sin to post it and show the world the face of the bride, why didn't she cover the man's face also? Isn't his face a fitna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Ska0lHDbzrI/AAAAAAAAASU/QtE_6BRa3Q8/s1600-h/muslimDM1511_468x310.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Ska0lHDbzrI/AAAAAAAAASU/QtE_6BRa3Q8/s400/muslimDM1511_468x310.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352163756818026162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it gets hot underneath all these black layers, especially that our sun is very hot and temperature could go up to +40 if not more during the day, does it get hot and sweaty? Does is smell bad later on? How much perfume is needed to cover the stink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6519700281903167906?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6519700281903167906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/midnight-rant.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6519700281903167906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6519700281903167906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/midnight-rant.html' title='Midnight rant'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Skaw4KcaMQI/AAAAAAAAASE/iqAEZBbnJ0U/s72-c/8606155_4494288_71421391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-752049042694255504</id><published>2009-06-26T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><title type='text'>Bye bye Peter Pan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SkTeurV1JiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Bb00QKvpulo/s1600-h/Peter%2520Pan.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SkTeurV1JiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Bb00QKvpulo/s400/Peter%2520Pan.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351647150712628770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my friend stated that I was old and outdated, I'm not up to date with the latest fashion or news, which made me think he is right. I still listen to music from the 70's,80's and some of the 90's, I like old school trance, if not listening to Electronica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the new me, from within this huge self transformation, I have decided to stay in the game, I refuse to go to a corner and grow old, I shall not adopt grump for life, I simply can not find any reason to be sad, and I shall not create a reason for my self to be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to our subject Peter Pan is gone, children go out and rejoice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-752049042694255504?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/752049042694255504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-peter-pan_26.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/752049042694255504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/752049042694255504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/bye-bye-peter-pan_26.html' title='Bye bye Peter Pan'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SkTeurV1JiI/AAAAAAAAAR8/Bb00QKvpulo/s72-c/Peter%2520Pan.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2915590728885117560</id><published>2009-06-21T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.190-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>What is to be Done</title><content type='html'>5 AM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6Bmvy1BhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/G-qhy9DgHcU/s1600-h/wakeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6Bmvy1BhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/G-qhy9DgHcU/s400/wakeup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349855910027396626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shower, brush teeth, shave, eat and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6CpjMbbGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dFQJe3f1b6A/s1600-h/shaving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6CpjMbbGI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/dFQJe3f1b6A/s400/shaving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349857057696345186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jog for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6DIf60PjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QqVMsMUIjgY/s1600-h/jog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6DIf60PjI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QqVMsMUIjgY/s400/jog.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349857589393112626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 AM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drive to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6E4YtnCuI/AAAAAAAAARE/sfdE2uFISmk/s1600-h/trafficjam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6E4YtnCuI/AAAAAAAAARE/sfdE2uFISmk/s400/trafficjam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349859511604021986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6FRRiAxxI/AAAAAAAAARM/hxYa7S29Yd4/s1600-h/thisjob.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6FRRiAxxI/AAAAAAAAARM/hxYa7S29Yd4/s400/thisjob.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349859939173058322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jog / run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6GGyVEPWI/AAAAAAAAARc/3S7alOYHWSk/s1600-h/jog.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6GGyVEPWI/AAAAAAAAARc/3S7alOYHWSk/s400/jog.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349860858510196066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work on my personal project (plan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6pibJN0kI/AAAAAAAAARk/7gOpZ-Bours/s1600-h/ten-venerable-villains-in-movies-20070625000515795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6pibJN0kI/AAAAAAAAARk/7gOpZ-Bours/s400/ten-venerable-villains-in-movies-20070625000515795.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349899816229786178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go to bed, so another day can start and I can repeat the above al over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6qPRqPcEI/AAAAAAAAARs/YCgCZrOVJlU/s1600-h/go-to-bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6qPRqPcEI/AAAAAAAAARs/YCgCZrOVJlU/s400/go-to-bed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349900586778062914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a great plan to follow and maybe some additiion such as swimming or doing any other type of sport instead of jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEKENDS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6q1BHNSpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1L7kyuN4UQI/s1600-h/Out+of+Order.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6q1BHNSpI/AAAAAAAAAR0/1L7kyuN4UQI/s400/Out+of+Order.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349901235171183250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2915590728885117560?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2915590728885117560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-to-be-done_21.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2915590728885117560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2915590728885117560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-to-be-done_21.html' title='What is to be Done'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj6Bmvy1BhI/AAAAAAAAAQs/G-qhy9DgHcU/s72-c/wakeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4014905844046608950</id><published>2009-06-20T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Discipline</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj3BpJMJuyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/UnR79f0KRcA/s1600-h/discipline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj3BpJMJuyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/UnR79f0KRcA/s400/discipline.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349644844971703074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not a child, A bet with a dear friend who claims that I completely lack discipline was carried on yesterday, the bet was that I'd never be able to have the sexy body that I once had in 3 months. As well that my friend thinks that I do not understand to meaning of the word discipline, So there for I have decided the following;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write a table that will arrange my activities for me (useful planned activities).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post the table on the internet for the whole world to see, and some of you can follow up with me to make sure that I abide with the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means the I have to write more now, since I'm going to to get everything regulated in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my readers I beg you to accept my deepest apologies because I'm going to write more now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The table is going to be posted today at 5 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4014905844046608950?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4014905844046608950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/discipline_20.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4014905844046608950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4014905844046608950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/discipline_20.html' title='Discipline'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj3BpJMJuyI/AAAAAAAAAQk/UnR79f0KRcA/s72-c/discipline.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6508091104608893809</id><published>2009-06-20T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance baharna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>The Bahrani race</title><content type='html'>Opened my eyes today to find myself in an energetic spirit, so I put on my favourite shorts and my beloved camel T shirt so I can burn some fat. Hoping for a bit of sunshine to get a nice tan besides the exercise I was shocked to find the sky cloudy with a nice cooling breeze in the afternoon. Walked with a slow pace and till I came across jogging man who is around 40-45 years old, thinking my young age will give me an advantage over the old man, I approached the man and I have asked him if I can join him, the man answered in a very warm way welcome me to join, so I tagged along with the man for around 3 Km in which a nice conversation went on between us, but I was surprised that he thought that I was a foreigner, he basically said "Bahrainis are too lazy to preform any physical activity", soon enough the man had a smirk on his face and started give me advice as I was forcing my lazy body to go forward trying to keep with a man who is twice my age, after a couple of tries to squeeze any power to keep on, the man didn't hesitate in leaving me and kept on running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2oQiZ7SSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_xftHjltxSA/s1600-h/6a00d8341c562c53ef010536437386970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2oQiZ7SSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_xftHjltxSA/s400/6a00d8341c562c53ef010536437386970b-800wi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349616934452939042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I wrote about my little experience is to prove how much of a lazy nation we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2o-evnrCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MJH8ZvHl0yQ/s1600-h/lazy_cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 382px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2o-evnrCI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MJH8ZvHl0yQ/s400/lazy_cat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349617723744168994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahrainis and especially Bahrana are a very lazy nation, we are very lazy to the extent they had to bring sportsmen from abroad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2vDPCFR3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/wlwyYZx_TVg/s1600-h/large_kenya_sports_and_teaching__2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2vDPCFR3I/AAAAAAAAAQE/wlwyYZx_TVg/s400/large_kenya_sports_and_teaching__2_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349624402495752050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we do not have our own good quality sportsmen and it is impossible to train and young chaps and keep them of the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2v7-YMtRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P6AAkFYYkNw/s1600-h/1102591046_7bb019e86c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2v7-YMtRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/P6AAkFYYkNw/s400/1102591046_7bb019e86c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349625377277654290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the harm in letting our youngsters? It's completely acceptable especially if they are going to be under the supervision of the most beloved Aza'a Superstar judge, the can always start a little camp-fire in the middle of a busy road and maybe cause the delay of so many people not mentioning the fact the ambulances and cars used to transport people who are  emergency situations use the road too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2zigVCCeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nfLZ4NSxnbI/s1600-h/Aza%27a+star+audition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2zigVCCeI/AAAAAAAAAQc/nfLZ4NSxnbI/s400/Aza%27a+star+audition.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349629337761090018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I reached my destination which is Seef Mall, I ordered a cup of coffee and waited for a friend, while I was waiting and sipping on the delicious coffee when I've notice colourful figures dancing around the mall, I went closer to see and it is a pity that I could not take a picture (I was already on the phone), looking at those clowns and huge dolls figures I felt happy, I felt that it's amazing and very cheerful, adults have forgot how to laugh in Bahrain, why is this country so conservative and dull? We live on an Island for the love beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2zV6Nx63I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OK7v21pgKto/s1600-h/seefMall%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2zV6Nx63I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OK7v21pgKto/s400/seefMall%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349629121371695986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my friend who was not Bahrani and we rode in my car to pass by a third friend, on the way just after Ruyan Supermarket there were tyres being burnt to block the whole road leading to Budaiya from the Burger Land roundabout, then my dear friend asked me wither if Baharna are mentally challenged, I replied why in shame knowing the answer for my question, he simply said "what is the point of burning stuff in your own village? It's like defecating in your own plate while eating". I bet it is not a nice scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What could I answer my friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need help to defend my idiot fellow Baharna, I can't explain any of their actions, they are a constant source of embarrassment to me and many others who get off our lazy buttocks and work. It is not hard it is called having a JOB J O B it is not even hard to spell, I wonder why they still do not get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault to what I was born Bahrani?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a curse that I have to endure for the rest of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I find my self apologizing for their action, their behaviour and their complete no understanding of simple laws of engaging in a smart conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm very proud of who I am, proud of my family for the number of PHD holders and influential people that it has, and wish all more happiness and more productivity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6508091104608893809?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6508091104608893809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/bahrani-race.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6508091104608893809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6508091104608893809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/bahrani-race.html' title='The Bahrani race'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sj2oQiZ7SSI/AAAAAAAAAP0/_xftHjltxSA/s72-c/6a00d8341c562c53ef010536437386970b-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5577503723511557518</id><published>2009-06-18T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>I live among the idiots</title><content type='html'>I can't remember the last time I had fun, I can't remember the last time I laughed of true joy, I need constant amusement either it comes from an chemical forms of mood shifters or glasses of intoxicants. Life on the island can get very grey at times, slow and overall boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiXTNas3TvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YdHvPe8jQF0/s1600-h/Grey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiXTNas3TvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YdHvPe8jQF0/s400/Grey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342908760404217586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder, is it me only or everyone around feels the same way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each person has limitations to what he/she can handle, sometimes I think that I have seen all kinds of idiots, but as Einstein said "Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe." So it never seems to stop amusing me, in every day's life I meet idiots, they come in every shape and form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sjpc-dwWlmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jiNYh3hSLwU/s1600-h/16062009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sjpc-dwWlmI/AAAAAAAAAPc/jiNYh3hSLwU/s400/16062009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348689735664965218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpdoTA4laI/AAAAAAAAAPk/FGOltmPSQ94/s1600-h/12042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpdoTA4laI/AAAAAAAAAPk/FGOltmPSQ94/s400/12042009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348690454336017826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is a sheer rant, I shall write frequently and express my emotions of pure bitterness, the situation has became unbearable, the silence of the educated, the rise of the ignorant and a herd of sheep awaits a Shepard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpJDJsLSaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/n0vtAk9-xJo/s1600-h/jesus_shepherd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpJDJsLSaI/AAAAAAAAAPE/n0vtAk9-xJo/s400/jesus_shepherd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348667825945528738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the holy words of Sammy Davis Jr. "Daddy was the new sensation, got himself a congregation, Built up quite an operation down below", why not? When there is a million pigeons ready to be hooked, almighty opium spreads like and plague, there is not saviour for the world from this disease, but yet the question here is who is the real messiah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpamccDrvI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mCdy4tnSdyw/s1600-h/Jesus_Christ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpamccDrvI/AAAAAAAAAPM/mCdy4tnSdyw/s400/Jesus_Christ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348687123971288818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should be done? A friend told me to ignore them and live my life and another friend also recommended that I do so, but the question is when there is a million hooked pigeons what to do with them? Where to run &amp; how to hide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpbxPNj3zI/AAAAAAAAAPU/aSuzqO97-MI/s1600-h/stupid_idiots_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpbxPNj3zI/AAAAAAAAAPU/aSuzqO97-MI/s400/stupid_idiots_big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348688408911011634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the idiots enforce on you a new lifestyle or old ideas and beliefs, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpthdKiNxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/h627wbHkO58/s1600-h/xin_39090121080430494614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 289px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SjpthdKiNxI/AAAAAAAAAPs/h627wbHkO58/s400/xin_39090121080430494614.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348707928987809554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are we to be dictated ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do not obey what to be done of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not help them turn us into sheep or junky pigeons waiting for a dose of the highly addictive holy opium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVE, LOVE and ENJOY, after all we are the island people, I do not understand the grumpiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5577503723511557518?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5577503723511557518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-live-among-idiots.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5577503723511557518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5577503723511557518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-live-among-idiots.html' title='I live among the idiots'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiXTNas3TvI/AAAAAAAAAO8/YdHvPe8jQF0/s72-c/Grey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5722537307714026268</id><published>2009-05-29T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I expect a miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA4wE25l9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/cUgRsAkEE90/s1600-h/miracle-for-earth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 323px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA4wE25l9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/cUgRsAkEE90/s400/miracle-for-earth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341331556650293202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is every single human being waiting for a miracle? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Я ожидаю чудо! These were the last words of a very dear friend of mine, do miracles occur in our times? everyone is looking for change, it does not really matter what kind of change as long as it is change. It reminds me of a film I once have seen about a Persian family that lived in Iran during the Islamic revolution, the family was filled with political activist and they were sick of the dictator at that time who is the Shah of Iran (Mohammad Reza Pahlavii), but what a disappointment when the country is handed over from one dictator to another (Khomeini) and his Islamic Republic, Some might cheer for the first and some might cheer for the second dictator but after all they are nothing but man oppressing leaders, Khomeini came with his regime and shattered every dream of any Iranian to put Iran on the map, but he did put Iran on the map as the most backward country on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA5-9-7W5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/GfR_UbHxghw/s1600-h/Mohammad-reza-shah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA5-9-7W5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/GfR_UbHxghw/s400/Mohammad-reza-shah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341332912014580626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA6IpA_cAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iDS8yYg3uBc/s1600-h/Imam_Khomeini_-_has_exiled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA6IpA_cAI/AAAAAAAAAOs/iDS8yYg3uBc/s400/Imam_Khomeini_-_has_exiled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341333078184783874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've meant to say is that people wish for all sorts of different things but before you make a wish be careful of what you wish for, so many times of our wishes back fire on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is possible, changes happen all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is time for a change, to try something new, let go of old thoughts and believe keep an open mind for new ones, it is not the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is not a shame to be in a bad situation, it is a shame when you do nothing about it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can live without lots of things but the question here is can I live without my MUSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope for change, any change is good as long as you keep and open mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5722537307714026268?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5722537307714026268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-expect-miracle_29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5722537307714026268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5722537307714026268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-expect-miracle_29.html' title='I expect a miracle'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SiA4wE25l9I/AAAAAAAAAOc/cUgRsAkEE90/s72-c/miracle-for-earth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-9049081510947347047</id><published>2009-05-23T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Thank you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to everyone who has the courage to stand up for his right of having a cold pint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had such a craving for a cold pint, It was a very hot day and I had to wait till later on in the evening to summon my friends to a feast and beer. I had a rough day and not much of sleep so I might as well reward my self with a cold pint. Usually I don't call anyone, I just head to the pub and meet my friends there or sometimes mingle with people from all over, I'm a social person and beer is not the main goal of my visit to the pub, so I had in mind to go to the pub and enjoy a pint and some wise words of any old drunken man, I find it very amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShfjFMCPMAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LdG-eZ0f9YI/s1600-h/pint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShfjFMCPMAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LdG-eZ0f9YI/s400/pint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338985561540472834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered that my favourite pub is closed, and I thought for a second of what to do now, so I just decided to go home stare at my ceiling, that is the most of fun we are allowed in now days I guess, unless they take away my ceiling then I have nothing to stare at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShcCyM9KOTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I6NucQ2Yjr8/s1600-h/22052009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShcCyM9KOTI/AAAAAAAAAN8/I6NucQ2Yjr8/s400/22052009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338738944765475122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking while staring at my ceiling I realized that we should thank people who closed all public alcohol pubs and bars including my favourite pub. I have so much free time now, I was thinking of maybe adopting a life of crime since I have so much time to plan and commit crimes, I could steal, kill, rape, or plan an armed robbery with all this time. but I also thought that I go refuge to drugs for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShfyHtoxSuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bPtd6hGNp0Y/s1600-h/Violent_crime.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShfyHtoxSuI/AAAAAAAAAOM/bPtd6hGNp0Y/s400/Violent_crime.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339002097594616546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShgHT7eZ5LI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3978JmRkjmE/s1600-h/fort_bragg_drugs_071129_ms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShgHT7eZ5LI/AAAAAAAAAOU/3978JmRkjmE/s400/fort_bragg_drugs_071129_ms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339025397211849906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of absolute boredom I had to go somewhere or do something, so I went to a coffee shop in a mall, I sat down and got a cup of mocha to enjoy with my self humouring observation of a failing society, the mall was a crowded place to be, the coffee shop was accommodating many snobby locals with their clone that you can smell 25 km away and if you get closer to 2-3m the smell might smother you and cut of oxygen (a glass of hot mocha always shows how classy these people are), and I wanted to see people of my age group or in other words human beings (normal people), I have seen none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do they go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these questions in my head remain unanswered, so I rush into my car to drive around to locate them but they are nowhere to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For stopping alcohol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For censoring the internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For not having even 1 decent public beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For complete neglect for public recreation spots (Salmaniya Watery park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After deep thoughts, My ceiling is not really important, they can take it away too, I'll have a fast research it could be evil and lead me to eat heavy doses of chocolate which is a sin if you didn't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-9049081510947347047?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/9049081510947347047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you_23.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9049081510947347047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9049081510947347047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you_23.html' title='Thank you!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/ShfjFMCPMAI/AAAAAAAAAOE/LdG-eZ0f9YI/s72-c/pint.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3544610895335030848</id><published>2009-05-15T22:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Sand Storm</title><content type='html'>A dust storm or sandstorm is a meteorological phenomenon common in arid and semi-arid regions and arises when a gust front passes or when the wind force exceeds the threshold value where loose sand and dust are removed from the dry surface. Particles are transported by saltation and suspension, causing soil erosion from one place and deposition in another. The Sahara and drylands around the Arabian peninsula are the main source of airborne dust, with some contributions from Iran, Pakistan and India into the Arabian Sea, and China's storms deposit dust in the Pacific. It has been argued that recently, poor management of the Earth's drylands, such as neglecting the fallow system, are increasing dust storms from desert margins and changing both the local and global climate, and also impacting local economies.[1]&lt;br /&gt;The term sandstorm is used most often in the context of desert sandstorms, especially in the Sahara, when, in addition to fine particles obscuring visibility, a considerable amount of larger sand particles are blown closer to the surface. The term dust storm is more likely to be used when finer particles are blown long distances, especially when the dust storm affects urban areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dust_storm"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sg5PqNfGRHI/AAAAAAAAANs/K2G4ANNvArw/s1600-h/2271300421_6435c6b2dd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sg5PqNfGRHI/AAAAAAAAANs/K2G4ANNvArw/s400/2271300421_6435c6b2dd.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336290195073811570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be a curse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is God angry at us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sg5P6Obpw_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ImagCj2xwug/s1600-h/deh0911fe11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sg5P6Obpw_I/AAAAAAAAAN0/ImagCj2xwug/s400/deh0911fe11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336290470205703154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my father woke me up, he started shouting at me because our driver crashed, I woke up at 6 am although it is a Saturday and started my car engine so we can go to rescue our poor driver. As soon as I stepped out of the house, my vision was clouded with dust, I breathed heavy, I walk fast toward the car, I got in the vehicle to shelter my self from the blowing wind and the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving to the location of the of the accident I started thinking about the weather, wondering what kind of activities can be made during such weather. I started thinking what started the sand storms in the last few years, earlier there were hardly any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the location of the accident and there was our driver and the other party involved, I walk across the road after parking my car, I look to see people covered with dust, breathing heavy and looking so horrible under our brown cluttered sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there were many sand storms, since last year till now I wittenessed 4-5 seasons of it, how to explain why so many? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question that must be answered is: Is it on sand and dust that is clouding our vision and cluttering our sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did we go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or could it just be that God almighty is mad at us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3544610895335030848?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3544610895335030848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/sand-storm_15.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3544610895335030848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3544610895335030848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/sand-storm_15.html' title='Sand Storm'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sg5PqNfGRHI/AAAAAAAAANs/K2G4ANNvArw/s72-c/2271300421_6435c6b2dd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5915920461970573246</id><published>2009-05-13T08:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Promises of Heaven</title><content type='html'>The world around me was a very peaceful place, I remember the 80's very well, it was an era of hope and a time when you can see the spark in the eye of the young. The music ( MEDIA ), the culture to which we have adapted to, the relationships and intersects marriages, those are things that happened back then, at a time the world had nasty haircuts and a hideous fashion sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgviWjxeGXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XoXqoQGl0Pk/s1600-h/spandauREX0904_468x306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgviWjxeGXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XoXqoQGl0Pk/s400/spandauREX0904_468x306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335607060738218354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child I formed this tight friendship with the television set, I had the ability to sit and watch shows for hours, the TV back then taught me right from wrong, it helped me understand the world, it wasn't just a simple form of entertainment, but I have noticed that even the shows have changed from back then, Uhh! I miss the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sgwo4gSyZ6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/sUFKtBBThto/s1600-h/%D9%8A%D8%A7%2B%D8%B3%D9%85%D8%B3%D9%85.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sgwo4gSyZ6I/AAAAAAAAAM8/sUFKtBBThto/s400/%D9%8A%D8%A7%2B%D8%B3%D9%85%D8%B3%D9%85.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335684609733715874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sgws77SalVI/AAAAAAAAANM/9PiRwUV3Ot0/s1600-h/1-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sgws77SalVI/AAAAAAAAANM/9PiRwUV3Ot0/s400/1-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335689066566030674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was driving my car between Salmaniya and Gufool I felt the urge to go and rediscover a place which almost disappeared from my thoughts, such a magical place that has this unique smell of fresh cut grass, flowers and hot popcorn, I had this image that the place would be filled with lovers, young parents and teenagers. I parked my car and slowly walked toward the old rusty gate, before the gate there were flowers in enormous clay pots lined to attract more attention and beautify the entrance. Yeah! Salmaniya Park, It is a place that once was so vivid and the air was full of sounds of joy, as I walk in trying to absorb every scent and every image, skipping the details of my stroll in the park, I found out the park in a poor quality, I lost track of time and I thought time stood still back in 1988, filled with foreign labour, few families and what attracted my attention is a middle aged women with her young son and she chose the park to get him to write his school chores, I have asked the 2 only young men that I found about the park and they said "since we were born till now there is no any development".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgvZg0qRfYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-cHgF9nyat4/s1600-h/Salmaniya+park.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgvZg0qRfYI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-cHgF9nyat4/s400/Salmaniya+park.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335597341465476482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amazing park it was back in the day, I'm not very happy seeing this great potential go to waste, who is responsible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy we lost this great era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy seeing less liberal families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy seeing the level of education drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy feeling judged by .......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgxBvBmr-fI/AAAAAAAAANc/NQVfOnlfE0o/s1600-h/3371436172_705d0dca16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgxBvBmr-fI/AAAAAAAAANc/NQVfOnlfE0o/s400/3371436172_705d0dca16.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335711934667553266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days are to come and unveil the ugly face of the heaven they promised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5915920461970573246?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5915920461970573246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/promises-of-heaven_13.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5915920461970573246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5915920461970573246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/promises-of-heaven_13.html' title='Promises of Heaven'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgviWjxeGXI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XoXqoQGl0Pk/s72-c/spandauREX0904_468x306.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-1840030419974542293</id><published>2009-05-12T01:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.240-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>What do you think of the recent bans - internet, smoking, alcohol, etc?</title><content type='html'>I have read this in a Magazine, since everyone's opinion counts, I think I should have a word about the current situation. After all I'm Bahraini, which seems to be not very important anyway the last couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now what do I think about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it is hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgxF-onXOyI/AAAAAAAAANk/gVc9ZBHe_Ds/s1600-h/mujahideen.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgxF-onXOyI/AAAAAAAAANk/gVc9ZBHe_Ds/s400/mujahideen.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335716600883919650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you get people like the ones above to tell you what to watch and what to eat, or to drink or not to drink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-1840030419974542293?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/1840030419974542293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-do-you-think-of-recent-bans_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1840030419974542293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1840030419974542293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-do-you-think-of-recent-bans_12.html' title='What do you think of the recent bans - internet, smoking, alcohol, etc?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SgxF-onXOyI/AAAAAAAAANk/gVc9ZBHe_Ds/s72-c/mujahideen.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-131102913625636369</id><published>2009-05-01T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Казаки'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sfuwj2834hI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mvN4raehnjQ/s1600-h/welcome-summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sfuwj2834hI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mvN4raehnjQ/s400/welcome-summer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331048714015859218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A long time ago, I was a child, I had no cares in the world, I had lots of hope and love, I didn't like school but I loved everything else, the kids used to tease me and as I grew bigger they stopped, I waited for the whole year to pass so I can enjoy summer, I loved summer because it was a time where I'd wake up early and explore new places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm a grown man and the world at a time seemed so grey, people's words meant nothing, the air had no smell, food had no taste and my friends were just there so I can be grumpy and whine with, I didn't feel the need to be happy unless it had to do with a bottle of vodka, nothing was interesting enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times that I'd start a fight, just so I can get punched in the face and feel something real, I was best friends with Mr. Johnny Walker, without him I couldn't smile or be my real self, I ceased to see the world through a child's eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was about either black or white, no colours, no trust and no emotions, I aged 10 years every year, it started showing on my face, my family and friends thought I was on drugs. My heart was bitter and I had no soul, my brain stopped thinking and data were not retained unless it was work related. I was scared, I was weak and I was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SfuxZzEutCI/AAAAAAAAAME/-eqctpGEr2s/s1600-h/COLLIER_PARK_NEW_PLAYGROUND_WEB_SITE.235134520_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SfuxZzEutCI/AAAAAAAAAME/-eqctpGEr2s/s400/COLLIER_PARK_NEW_PLAYGROUND_WEB_SITE.235134520_std.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331049640688006178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful! Life is amazing, we are all kids and this is our playground, go play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summer is what I wanted to talk about, when I think summer, I think Ice-cream van with its music, I think the beach, I think of pretty girls and boys walking around hand in hand, I think BBQ with lots of lemonade and a cold pool and I think of so many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my car will always overheat, I do know that it has no AC, I might have to go to work with a sweat patch on my shirt, but who cares? I'll buy a new car with an AC, I'll fix my self up, why would I whine about it? Why would anyone listen to me whine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this Summer I have a great gift coming to me, It might be the greatest gift that I have ever received, I long for the summer, can't wait to unwrap this gift. I have a feeling that this summer is going to be the best summer of my past life not the future, my world is sweet and it is going to be sweeter after this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Bahrain will be celebrating any summer festival? and even if anything is planned to be celebrated will the men who want to ban alcohol, mannequins, mixed hospitals, music, art, pork and maybe air soon will allow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Bahrain, with the whole meaning of the word, I grow up in Manama and I love it, I love it with the smell, small allies, and Indians! all these little things make it complete it gives it character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that my country develops and goes forward, but people who can't lift their own weight and people who want this boat to sink are a lot and I see them every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the wisdom of segregation of sex in hospital?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If alcohol is banned, who would it benefit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why no pork?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not whinning, I'm simply asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sfuyki3xgiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CbT67tGNn-U/s1600-h/99933459_25107202de.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sfuyki3xgiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CbT67tGNn-U/s400/99933459_25107202de.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331050924828885538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that everyone takes off the blindfold and look at the world as a child again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and always live and let live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Жду лето, я так жду если ты только знаеш.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Казашка! я с ума сашёл, за тебя.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-131102913625636369?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/131102913625636369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer_01.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/131102913625636369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/131102913625636369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer_01.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sfuwj2834hI/AAAAAAAAAL8/mvN4raehnjQ/s72-c/welcome-summer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7989825084816662598</id><published>2009-04-25T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>I hava a Bunny!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SfO1RW9sqVI/AAAAAAAAALs/dJSh_B3_vXQ/s1600-h/10042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SfO1RW9sqVI/AAAAAAAAALs/dJSh_B3_vXQ/s400/10042009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328802093936191826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunny, It is grey with a white chest and it is a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunny, I don't know what to do with it but I do have a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is cute and grey, oh yeah it is a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It eats sleeps and poops, it is a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it could be useful somehow, but it is a bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090423063156AAO6kRe"&gt;Maybe I could put a leash on it and walk it around, it is a bunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I impress females with my bunny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm stuck with my bunny, and my bunny is stuck with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all it is not about the bunny, is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is deeper, darker and scarier than the bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do have a bunny, if anyone is willing to take and save the bunny from me please call me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7989825084816662598?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7989825084816662598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hava-bunny.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7989825084816662598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7989825084816662598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hava-bunny.html' title='I hava a Bunny!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SfO1RW9sqVI/AAAAAAAAALs/dJSh_B3_vXQ/s72-c/10042009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2092949899522092678</id><published>2009-04-08T00:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.257-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Dreams!</title><content type='html'>Dreams, The non ending cycle of thoughts the runs through my head, I wish upon all to have dreams like I do, to have faith in life like I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to travel the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be loved by ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to explore and experience everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to not have vertigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to speed race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do lots of things before I depart le plante Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdxgNn9f_7I/AAAAAAAAALc/NCIAOZ1qJy8/s1600-h/dreams_default.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdxgNn9f_7I/AAAAAAAAALc/NCIAOZ1qJy8/s400/dreams_default.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322234646826581938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn't scary to want to do all these things and never achieve any of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want lots of things, but in order for all those dreams to come true one must work hard and believe in what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have achieved some of my dreams but yet many are un achieved and yet many are to be thought of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2092949899522092678?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2092949899522092678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams_08.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2092949899522092678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2092949899522092678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreams_08.html' title='Dreams!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdxgNn9f_7I/AAAAAAAAALc/NCIAOZ1qJy8/s72-c/dreams_default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2580632830305399778</id><published>2009-03-30T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.264-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Сelebrating life!</title><content type='html'>Maybe I'm the human being who understands the most what it feels like when you see all doors closed in your face, when you loose hope and nothing seems to work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have experienced things that not a lot of people I know have, some are great and some are sad but at the end I think each one of these experiences help to build one's character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is knocking on our door, with joy and sounds of music we must meet, beauty is all around us, I turn my head around and all I see is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout my life I have lived and breathed insanity the is no Logic to whatever I do according to people, so therefore I'm insane, but the question here is am I insane or people have just lost it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdDwDK7mjoI/AAAAAAAAALM/hJhXMiYFO1Q/s1600-h/800px-Transasia_trade_routes_1stC_CE_gr2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdDwDK7mjoI/AAAAAAAAALM/hJhXMiYFO1Q/s400/800px-Transasia_trade_routes_1stC_CE_gr2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319015097189174914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my path, I walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question is would I walk alone, or would the eyes of Michael the archangel would watch over me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdDzzi2wvxI/AAAAAAAAALU/NDeBE0b05qs/s1600-h/michael_by_raphael.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdDzzi2wvxI/AAAAAAAAALU/NDeBE0b05qs/s400/michael_by_raphael.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319019226779926290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need no archangel, all I need is my own angel in this soul trip to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse is what I need for without it I cease to live, I need nurturing for my brain and care with respect, I need laughters and songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy, let the world rejoice for I shall as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To fight evil, we must fight evil within us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any thoughts please inform me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2580632830305399778?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2580632830305399778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/03/elebrating-life.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2580632830305399778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2580632830305399778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/03/elebrating-life.html' title='Сelebrating life!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SdDwDK7mjoI/AAAAAAAAALM/hJhXMiYFO1Q/s72-c/800px-Transasia_trade_routes_1stC_CE_gr2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6535329158695772743</id><published>2009-03-10T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shiite'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Ayatollah not for me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SYum7lrbQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Qcwyng0ndXU/s1600-h/motahhari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 360px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SYum7lrbQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Qcwyng0ndXU/s400/motahhari.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299512929188266818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To walk the streets of Bahrain and mingle with the whole nation is a wonderful thing, but yet when you look at it from a different angle it is very annoying the daily little comments that you get on the side of each conversation in Bahrain of people trying to tell you "you go to hell", "you are a shame to the nation", "aren't you embarrassed to go out like this" and it goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to attack anyone's believes but just to clarify that I have my own believes as well as I'm entitled to by law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs you to be more religious and believe, which makes me think to my self why do I have to be religious? if it is a matter of faith then it is for me to decide isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just the same words over and over, it does not entertain me no more, respect and personal space is lost in the formula here, I as a human have the right to wear jewelry if I want, which I'm sure it harms nobody apart from my self (even under their own standards).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is the attack on me or any other person? Why can't people of faith just let the people live their life? after all we only live once (on earth). Too many rules and so many regulations for our behavior or what we wear or not wear, what we watch and even little kids got lost in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Sad to see an 11 year kid watching something such as the attack of the angel of death or the torture of the grave, when he goes to pray 5 times a day to only listen to some person going on and on about how bad others are and how good it is to be a believer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brainwash that is what I call it, when innocent children get to be scared of the unknown and to plant fear of anything different, and it effects children by cuffing their brains and muffling their voice, imagine a whole generation with no creativity or imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but let's not talk about it now because it is a subject that needs to have it own share of time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's talk about the oppressing leading religious campaign against our youth, well I do not understand the attack on everything that is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bahraini.tv/2007/03/14/mps-probe-spring-of-sex/"&gt;Spring of culture.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mahmood.tv/2005/04/11/Mannequins-ban-councillor-up-in-arms/"&gt;Ban Of Mannequins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/1yr_arc_Articles.asp?Article=242046&amp;Sn=BNEW&amp;IssueID=31321&amp;date=2/4/2009"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Site Blocking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is not all which I think it is extremely harming our  nation there is more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were young me and some of my friends would go to Manama in the days of celebrating the Shia rituals of Azaa and we used to have those little hand held tape recorders and we used to record the Azaa and follow it around, to us then when we where young and innocent it was fun and games, we just recorded it because it was fascinating to record something and then play it again and plus of course just to imitate the older boys, at this period of time we had no intention of playing it again and listen to it loud in our cars all day and all night, we hardly even listened to the tapes again that is if not like me many of my friend recorded conversations and many other voices and noise as soon as muharam session is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last few years I have witnessed an increasing number of young men and women who Blast Azaa in their own vehicles, in the beginning I have thought that it is a normal thing and a personal freedom, yet when it transforms into a disease that have invaded almost every house to cast a shadow of eternal darkness and grief on it, but yet that is not even as bad as turning the whole thing not only into a political movement anthems but also a business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes you have heard me right it is a business now days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet has helped a lot to market their &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rL6bE5eNE9E"&gt;products&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Production Agencies and studios with special effect equipment and the list goes on, I have always thought that Participating in Azaa is a voluntary act which one never expect being financially rewarded for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned to me that I was wrong, It is not, since I have discovered when I was a child that Azaa is not only a ritual celebrating the death of a prophet or an Imam but it can be used as a political speech also, which made no sense to me although I was in such an early age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SbbXM_46rjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/W2sfGXFAoJ0/s1600-h/l39952306786_6229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SbbXM_46rjI/AAAAAAAAAJU/W2sfGXFAoJ0/s400/l39952306786_6229.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311669428838641202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SbbXeQS_vsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OaccHh1hr40/s1600-h/l40432869584_7115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SbbXeQS_vsI/AAAAAAAAAJc/OaccHh1hr40/s400/l40432869584_7115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311669725300768450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Above pictures are for "Radoods" or what I like to call him the Azaa singers or Artists, I was very disappointed to know they get paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Not Sure if the people in the pictures above get paid or not :) .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are production agencies and studios, what else do they have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suggest that every year on muharam, a contest should be held like Azaa Star, the Azaa Academy or The Shiite Idol, a TV show is great to lift up the rates for any TV station and plus it makes money and it helps discover many lost talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sbbq4h4rmQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OV-3aX1IRGE/s1600-h/Aza%27a+star+audition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/Sbbq4h4rmQI/AAAAAAAAAJs/OV-3aX1IRGE/s400/Aza%27a+star+audition.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311691067419760898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a shame that those people are to set the image of the new modern shia or project the image to the whole world of my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After writing what I had in my chest for so long I expect if anyone reads what I had wrote above to attack me personally and I have no fear but is it really how free thinkers are treated among this nation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the answer for this the times will answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay safe my dear readers and always live and let live.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6535329158695772743?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6535329158695772743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/03/ayatollah-not-for-me.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6535329158695772743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6535329158695772743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/03/ayatollah-not-for-me.html' title='Ayatollah not for me!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SYum7lrbQ0I/AAAAAAAAAHs/Qcwyng0ndXU/s72-c/motahhari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2124195340642160453</id><published>2009-02-18T15:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>You are Banned!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZyZXHuHcqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ChCMWFPdaX4/s1600-h/Site+Blocked.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZyZXHuHcqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ChCMWFPdaX4/s400/Site+Blocked.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304283083624116898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/story.asp?Article=241094&amp;Sn=BNEW&amp;IssueID=31312"&gt;Blocking websites&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is really annoying and truly drive me insane is this website blocking that is going on, I have nothing to say to these people who decided to block most of the websites, I'm just wondering wither they have thought about their actions and what could result out of this on the short and long term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's think about this rationally and not emotionally what could result out blocking website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their motives no matter to whatever they seem to be are not really important to a person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following websites are blocked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Websites with sexual content. (If anybody who is an adult wants to watch other adults naked I guess it is his choice, most computers have the option to block adult content through parental options).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Websites with anti religious content. (Freedom of worship is granted by the constitution to the people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Websites with opposite political ideals. (who listens to them anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Gambling website Money games websites. (if I want to loose my money it is my right to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZycTFVW5gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NCZ9OmNpE1I/s1600-h/GulfAirLogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZycTFVW5gI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NCZ9OmNpE1I/s400/GulfAirLogo.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304286312798807554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/Story.asp?Article=241640&amp;Sn=BNEW&amp;IssueID=31317"&gt;Gulf Air alcohol ban&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have we a Look over here, SOMEONE calls against alcohol on board of GulfAir flights, let's think rationally about it. who would fly GulfAir if there is no Alcohol and especially with high priced tickets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Airlines that banned alcohol have something to cover for, for an example Tickets are cheaper or limited ban on certain destination or other features that might compensate the nonalcoholic flights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SaDyp5vdsPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/J1-WIuOM9aY/s1600-h/little_piggy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SaDyp5vdsPI/AAAAAAAAAIs/J1-WIuOM9aY/s400/little_piggy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305507162730901746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/1yr_arc_Articles.asp?Article=242529&amp;Sn=BNEW&amp;IssueID=31326&amp;date=2-9-2009"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MPs call for ban on pork&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sorry little piggy you are BANNED, this little piggy seems like he pissed someone of to the extent that they don't want him to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if we think about it seriously this little pig is a danger to all society and threatens our youth and might corrupt our ethics and manners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2124195340642160453?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2124195340642160453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-banned.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2124195340642160453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2124195340642160453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-are-banned.html' title='You are Banned!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZyZXHuHcqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/ChCMWFPdaX4/s72-c/Site+Blocked.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3842110298852200938</id><published>2009-02-09T17:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Women!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDqP84qbUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Upwaq2v1m9M/s1600-h/357px-Venus_de_Milo_Louvre_Ma399_n4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDqP84qbUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Upwaq2v1m9M/s400/357px-Venus_de_Milo_Louvre_Ma399_n4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300994321177800002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my childhood memory I remembered something that is more or less sad, I remember wondering if women had legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the short memory span of a child of is because I was isolated from the whole world and plus TV didn't do any good since we had only 3 or channels to watch, for a short while I thought that women were strange creatures, because I guess I always see them wearing this long &lt;a href="http://thefuturetrading.ecrater.com/7390/45b397dc9adb7_7390n.jpg"&gt;jalabiya&lt;/a&gt; or long skirts which covers the legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident is true and I was almost 5 or 6 preschool age that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lots of stories from my childhood about women and so many people would be amazed how I used to explain everything according to me, simply because I lived in house with an only male family (no females), but I'm not here to talk about my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women! They are Half of the whole population if not more, I was out on a Thursday sipping on my coffee out and about as they say and I have noticed one thing which made me think and wonder In Bahrain we have more women than men, and made me also think about our neighboring country since the malls are filled with their people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bahrain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at birth: 1.03 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;under 15 years: 1.02 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;15-64 years: 1.36 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;65 years and over: 1.1 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;total population: 1.25 male(s)/female (2008 est.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at birth: 1.05 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;under 15 years: 1.04 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;15-64 years: 1.3 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;65 years and over: 1.08 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;total population: 1.19 male(s)/female (2008 est).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is according to the &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/"&gt;CIA world fact book&lt;/a&gt;, so since we have lots of of women, why is the mall filled with mostly men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on as always I have to see the usual scene of a man walking a dragging along this herd of women totally covered in black behind him, which an everyday must see scene, which made me think why are they walking always behind him why not along beside him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDpaZnRK2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Xhmyx2XY7CI/s1600-h/IranWomen02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDpaZnRK2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Xhmyx2XY7CI/s400/IranWomen02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300993401176533858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a visual lack of women in Bahrain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.newstatesman.com/articles/2007/961/961_p34.jpg"&gt;Why even if you see some women you can never tell?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are very beautiful, the woman's body is a wonder by it self, very beautiful and very delicate but yet can produce life, it is almost magical (there is a scientific explanation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not met any man who does not appreciate the women body and beauty (even gay man), If you walk around Bahrain you see the men dressed up with fixed hair and fancy cloths and some show off some muscle, How come only men are allowed to show off but women can not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very nice to see good looking people none the less but it gets boring after a while when you only see men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are pretty to look at, they are eye candy and it is depressing that most of men over here gaze at a women if she shows a bit of her beauty in public, in fact it is very sad when you have a bunch of men following a little 12-15 years old girl just because she is wearing a skirt a bit above her knees, some of those are following her to shout at her that he outfit is improper and the rest just want to throw their numbers at her (that is so lame) and some might want to do more than that (sick minded creatures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled on the fact that in this part of the world the people are sexually starved, which is very sad to see young men and women so sexually frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And therefor problems like the high level of homosexuality and prostitution rise by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through out my life in Bahrain I have seen so many pretty women and I know there is lots of hot girls around I have studied with them and worked with them but these are just some which gives a hint of the diversity of the Bahraini nation, where you can find people of light skin, dark skin, blonde hair, brown hair, green eyes blue eyes and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we see more females in our society showing off their beauty instead of being ashamed of it and covering it wit all black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is beauty something to be ashamed of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least has anyone thought of changing the depressing black colour to replace it with something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why our youth can't stop gazing, because they are starving (it gets really creepy at times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might accuse me of being a pervert now or maybe even worse, but I can prove that I'm not since I can control my hormones in front of a &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/91/259817415_865b320ffd_o.jpg"&gt;Lingerie Mannequin&lt;/a&gt; not like some people I've heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this post there is no intention to insult anyone's believes or culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3842110298852200938?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3842110298852200938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/02/women_09.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3842110298852200938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3842110298852200938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/02/women_09.html' title='Women!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDqP84qbUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Upwaq2v1m9M/s72-c/357px-Venus_de_Milo_Louvre_Ma399_n4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-226649413299540482</id><published>2009-02-09T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.287-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Women!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDqP84qbUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Upwaq2v1m9M/s1600-h/357px-Venus_de_Milo_Louvre_Ma399_n4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDqP84qbUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Upwaq2v1m9M/s400/357px-Venus_de_Milo_Louvre_Ma399_n4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300994321177800002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my childhood memory I remembered something that is more or less sad, I remember wondering if women had legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the short memory span of a child of is because I was isolated from the whole world and plus TV didn't do any good since we had only 3 or channels to watch, for a short while I thought that women were strange creatures, because I guess I always see them wearing this long &lt;a href="http://thefuturetrading.ecrater.com/7390/45b397dc9adb7_7390n.jpg"&gt;jalabiya&lt;/a&gt; or long skirts which covers the legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident is true and I was almost 5 or 6 preschool age that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lots of stories from my childhood about women and so many people would be amazed how I used to explain everything according to me, simply because I lived in house with an only male family (no females), but I'm not here to talk about my self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women! They are Half of the whole population if not more, I was out on a Thursday sipping on my coffee out and about as they say and I have noticed one thing which made me think and wonder In Bahrain we have more women than men, and made me also think about our neighboring country since the malls are filled with their people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bahrain&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at birth: 1.03 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;under 15 years: 1.02 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;15-64 years: 1.36 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;65 years and over: 1.1 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;total population: 1.25 male(s)/female (2008 est.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Saudi Arabia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at birth: 1.05 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;under 15 years: 1.04 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;15-64 years: 1.3 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;65 years and over: 1.08 male(s)/female&lt;br /&gt;total population: 1.19 male(s)/female (2008 est).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is according to the &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/"&gt;CIA world fact book&lt;/a&gt;, so since we have lots of of women, why is the mall filled with mostly men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on as always I have to see the usual scene of a man walking a dragging along this herd of women totally covered in black behind him, which an everyday must see scene, which made me think why are they walking always behind him why not along beside him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDpaZnRK2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Xhmyx2XY7CI/s1600-h/IranWomen02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDpaZnRK2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Xhmyx2XY7CI/s400/IranWomen02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300993401176533858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is there a visual lack of women in Bahrain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.newstatesman.com/articles/2007/961/961_p34.jpg"&gt;Why even if you see some women you can never tell?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are very beautiful, the woman's body is a wonder by it self, very beautiful and very delicate but yet can produce life, it is almost magical (there is a scientific explanation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not met any man who does not appreciate the women body and beauty (even gay man), If you walk around Bahrain you see the men dressed up with fixed hair and fancy cloths and some show off some muscle, How come only men are allowed to show off but women can not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very nice to see good looking people none the less but it gets boring after a while when you only see men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women are pretty to look at, they are eye candy and it is depressing that most of men over here gaze at a women if she shows a bit of her beauty in public, in fact it is very sad when you have a bunch of men following a little 12-15 years old girl just because she is wearing a skirt a bit above her knees, some of those are following her to shout at her that he outfit is improper and the rest just want to throw their numbers at her (that is so lame) and some might want to do more than that (sick minded creatures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled on the fact that in this part of the world the people are sexually starved, which is very sad to see young men and women so sexually frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And therefor problems like the high level of homosexuality and prostitution rise by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through out my life in Bahrain I have seen so many pretty women and I know there is lots of hot girls around I have studied with them and worked with them but these are just some which gives a hint of the diversity of the Bahraini nation, where you can find people of light skin, dark skin, blonde hair, brown hair, green eyes blue eyes and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't we see more females in our society showing off their beauty instead of being ashamed of it and covering it wit all black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is beauty something to be ashamed of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least has anyone thought of changing the depressing black colour to replace it with something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why our youth can't stop gazing, because they are starving (it gets really creepy at times).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some might accuse me of being a pervert now or maybe even worse, but I can prove that I'm not since I can control my hormones in front of a &lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/91/259817415_865b320ffd_o.jpg"&gt;Lingerie Mannequin&lt;/a&gt; not like some people I've heard of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within this post there is no intention to insult anyone's believes or culture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-226649413299540482?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/226649413299540482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/02/women.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/226649413299540482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/226649413299540482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/02/women.html' title='Women!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SZDqP84qbUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Upwaq2v1m9M/s72-c/357px-Venus_de_Milo_Louvre_Ma399_n4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3443788216779752639</id><published>2009-01-30T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>1 Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SYQ7CxIq1bI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0J5oeSI9eY8/s1600-h/Snapshot+2009-01-31+06-13-05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SYQ7CxIq1bI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0J5oeSI9eY8/s200/Snapshot+2009-01-31+06-13-05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297423980430022066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3443788216779752639?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3443788216779752639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-question.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3443788216779752639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3443788216779752639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-question.html' title='1 Question'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SYQ7CxIq1bI/AAAAAAAAAHc/0J5oeSI9eY8/s72-c/Snapshot+2009-01-31+06-13-05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8627756527825892330</id><published>2009-01-14T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.299-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Food?! Is it really?</title><content type='html'>As I was chatting with a friend I told her that I had Halwa (Rahash), cheese and bread from any khabbaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was laughing at me and how lazy I was she ordered to go to the kitchen and prepare something to eat, of course she would tell me to get something to eat after complaining about how hungry I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2qTzAoJkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h3DhesKYfwI/s1600-h/14012008(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2qTzAoJkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h3DhesKYfwI/s200/14012008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291072394317276738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Halwa (rahash), cheese and bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2wZM8RAFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3SuTbHDFEm0/s1600-h/14012008(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2wZM8RAFI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3SuTbHDFEm0/s200/14012008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291079084247416914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope for the best of results (later on) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have decided to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what did I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2_yDAv7QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FLxglCSBVmA/s1600-h/14012008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2_yDAv7QI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FLxglCSBVmA/s200/14012008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291096003753012482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one get your stuff out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3MLn1p3VI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CUyycN5tnpY/s1600-h/14012008(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3MLn1p3VI/AAAAAAAAAGs/CUyycN5tnpY/s200/14012008(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291109637274852690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you add other ingredients ( I just found more stuff in the fridge). (notice there is 2 kinds of green stuff beside the cucumber).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3Nyh0qV4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tU7aAuYYEys/s1600-h/14012008(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3Nyh0qV4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/tU7aAuYYEys/s200/14012008(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291111405186602882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found something easy to make while I cook my masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3OZyzxc6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/dVcwB-qXWv4/s1600-h/14012008(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3OZyzxc6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/dVcwB-qXWv4/s200/14012008(005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291112079761175458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you get you worked for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3PO6l7Z3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yCVcUcPDRUY/s1600-h/14012008(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3PO6l7Z3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/yCVcUcPDRUY/s200/14012008(006).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291112992383657842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks good but didn't taste as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3P7pkGKpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/14zeOxAiMG4/s1600-h/14012008(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW3P7pkGKpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/14zeOxAiMG4/s200/14012008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291113760906685074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not forget the magical red drink (vimtooo) to complete the whole set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like what I have tried to cook and we shall meet again with another episode of the "healthy kitchen" lol I sound like a Ramadhan cooking program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Azina I promised you I cook so there you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8627756527825892330?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/8627756527825892330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-is-it-really.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8627756527825892330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8627756527825892330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/food-is-it-really.html' title='Food?! Is it really?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SW2qTzAoJkI/AAAAAAAAAGU/h3DhesKYfwI/s72-c/14012008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5702261529684945032</id><published>2009-01-13T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.306-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Казаки'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Казаки танцы!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiakVUKYCSQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qiakVUKYCSQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Просто супер!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5702261529684945032?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5702261529684945032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5702261529684945032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5702261529684945032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='Казаки танцы!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-88385690367795423</id><published>2009-01-08T14:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.311-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Break the SILENCE</title><content type='html'>Silence is the lack of noise of all kinds, wither you are talking, banging on frying panы or just saying useless crap that won't do any good to the nation like most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to start talking about sound and levels of noise and all of this, let's talk about signs of a falling civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWaFeB9PAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JjWOnLgtWd8/s1600-h/08012008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWaFeB9PAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JjWOnLgtWd8/s200/08012008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289061563361067346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was sipping on coffee in my favorite spot I had to go to the toilet and as I was attending o the toilet affairs I found the writing above on the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what was going through my mind the moment I read the writing was; Why do I want to know this? why is the person who wrote this is trying to inform me of this (or any other person)? beside the broken not understandable English, is this an image one  should project of a nation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no problem with the broken English, I hardly can read and write it (my English is lousy it self), but the message that it projects is the issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he had written the following in his own private space (not on pubic property) even if he projects it to the public it could have been an ignorable act or can be traced back to the this person in particular (only). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1389blog.com/pix/vault.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://1389blog.com/pix/vault.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided earlier to shut my mouth and not write, last thing I  wrote about was "Obama" and after that I have decided to not write just read and read some more besides work and other stuff I have to do through out everyday, but recently I decide to break my silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWawE0aw7TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mw591d_LE1c/s1600-h/Bedouins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWawE0aw7TI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mw591d_LE1c/s200/Bedouins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289108409230093618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have met 3 groups of weekend visitors today since I have a big mouth I couldn't shut up so I had a chat with them, which made me rethink what I have said in prior posts about them, I'd like to say now I'm really sorry for most of them and really proud of lots of them and lost hope in so many of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://send.in.ua/uploads/photos/2008/01/22/ljubje_1991_atas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://send.in.ua/uploads/photos/2008/01/22/ljubje_1991_atas1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Аууууу! Люди вы думаете что только в Россия народ есть? Хотя мы не Русский но это не значет что мы знаем про ваша культура. С РОЖДЕСТВОМ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-88385690367795423?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/88385690367795423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-silence.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/88385690367795423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/88385690367795423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2009/01/break-silence.html' title='Break the SILENCE'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWaFeB9PAVI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JjWOnLgtWd8/s72-c/08012008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3264678790148331684</id><published>2008-11-08T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Obama What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SRWfTBQu7FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1di1k5FxKPE/s1600-h/barack-obama-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SRWfTBQu7FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1di1k5FxKPE/s200/barack-obama-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266290488384613458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I have a say in this or should I shut up and just keep on living and observing? That question was going around and around in my head when I first heard that Obama is the next American President of that weird country Amreeka or America or what ever you want to call it, Amreeka is the least important country in the world in my opinion for so many reasons and if it can be wiped out from the map it would be so much better for the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days people were celebrating the Obama win in the American election, which made no sense to me Bahraini people happy and celebrating the Obama win, lots of question marks were going around in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess if you want to bend down and give up and be a SLAVE to America just like Obama's ancestors you have the right to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know this Obama person and I do not care if his father was Muslim or even a Pagan as far as I'm concerned he is the enemy and Bush was the enemy before he was and Clinton too so it doesn't really matter who he is or what he is, his country is not really important to the rest of the world and I just hope that Black Americans don't feel so happy that on of their own people won because black Americans are not people that I'd be proud to call human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd say A piece of shit left the white house and now another piece of shit lives in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3264678790148331684?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3264678790148331684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-what.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3264678790148331684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3264678790148331684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-what.html' title='Obama What?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SRWfTBQu7FI/AAAAAAAAAD0/1di1k5FxKPE/s72-c/barack-obama-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6782530727932810356</id><published>2008-09-20T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Bahraini Lonely women</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SNVOx40vdfI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Yn3G6oc1oA/s1600-h/alone460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SNVOx40vdfI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Yn3G6oc1oA/s200/alone460.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248187559744337394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bahraini woman, who is she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is very simple yet very complicated, a lot of you might ask why is it very simple and yet complicated, in what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is easy the Bahraini woman is my friend, colleague, sister and mother. This is the Bahraini woman, but yet very complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is complicated in the sense that she is there working with me everyday or at home but I can't understand her, to me she is a weird creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day while I was sipping on coffee I read in the GDN an article I guess it was called “ why can't lonely local women marry foreigners”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally I see no shame or a reason why not but it breaks my heart everytime when I see pretty intelligent Bahraini women Married to scum, the writer went on and on about how hard it is to find a man in Bahrain, how men can marry foriegn women and get away with it and their wives get all the rights as wives of local men, how she works so hard and takes pills as she said to make her forget why she was born, and how women who Marry foreign men gather and spill out their problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for this woman, from the deepest part of my heart and I understand her point although she was stating more than one problem in one article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is one question that goes around in my head, Why marry a foriegn man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahraini boys aren't good enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm married to a foreign woman, for lots of reason which are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.To enhance the offspring. (better looking kids).&lt;br /&gt;2.To educate my children and get them mixed with both cultures.&lt;br /&gt;3.And the most important reason of them all is because I love my wife (which happend to be a foreign woman).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved to get married to a Bahraini woman but how? To me she is this creature that you can't communicate with, Through out my life I had problems with the Bahraini girls I could never speak to them whether it was in school or at work, or even even at home believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahraini girls have built this thick wall around them selves that won't allow anyone to approch easily, and plus they seem to think that foriegn men are better than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recall an incident that happened to me personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back to Bahrain after university and I had to go and activate my telephone line and pay some bills so I went to a Zain Branch, I took my number I stood in line like a good boy that I am, after one hour my turn came so I walked slowly to the desk and I sat down, I was just about to speak the woman behind the desk said: “before you speak are you Lebanese”, I was standing for an hour all I wanted to do is activate my lines and go back to work and this woman is asking me if I was lebanese, so I answerd in a calme voice and said: “if I was Lebanese I might have killed my self ages ago” and Said: “I'm Bahraini and proud of being Bahraini”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after this answer I expected her to say yes you should there is nobody better than us, hence she was a Bahrainia her self she said: “Why they are really pretty”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the top of my anger then so I shut up and never spoke a word after it and she started treating me really badly just because I wasn't Lebanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this just one incident and I could maybe write a book about how I live my daily life and how Bahraini women are just to hard to reason or talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my religious believes really makes it very easy for me to get married to a Bahraini woman, which I find very irritating to be mistreated just because of my believes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that Bahraini girls put their brains back in their heads and stop chasing after foreign scumbags because we are simply better than any foreign man there is excludetions I can never generalize, but why chase after iron if you have gold?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6782530727932810356?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6782530727932810356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/09/bahraini-lonely-women.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6782530727932810356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6782530727932810356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/09/bahraini-lonely-women.html' title='Bahraini Lonely women'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SNVOx40vdfI/AAAAAAAAACo/_Yn3G6oc1oA/s72-c/alone460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2831004352996052845</id><published>2008-07-28T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Война!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SI3QGfJc1WI/AAAAAAAAACg/1dP9bfa3_yw/s1600-h/parthian_horse_archer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SI3QGfJc1WI/AAAAAAAAACg/1dP9bfa3_yw/s200/parthian_horse_archer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228063552305943906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SI3Ptt2wrSI/AAAAAAAAACY/tD63Ri9VoDo/s1600-h/H-910914-RD_Roman_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SI3Ptt2wrSI/AAAAAAAAACY/tD63Ri9VoDo/s200/H-910914-RD_Roman_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228063126757354786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going on with the world today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till when are we going to allow our kids to be brain washed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new times romans are enforcing their culture and their language, for the love everything that is beautiful why are we writing in the Roman's tongue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why some people take pride that their offspring are being brainwashed by the Romans and not only that, now it is in you home the Roman invasion is in your home on your body and inside you fridge it is everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I watched the movie 300 which everyone was so impressed by I had mixed feelings because nobody seemed to care that this movie was a complete insulte to the whole Aryan race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you people might ask how, the answer is very simple, the movie was about 300 Spartans who went in a war against the Persian and the fact was that there was a war between the Romans and the Persians but the whole was that the persian were not as the Hamburger Director or screen writer or who ever came from Hollywood Roma and decided to write a movie to make Persians look like a funny weak enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then yesterday I was watching some movie about the new Romans war on terror (I guess they have to fight against themselves if they seriously wanted to fight terror), anyway the movie was about soldiers we serve time in Iraq and then after the war the have suffered problems with their heads and developed after service, oh for God's sake these Romans have to seriously get over it, the funny part was that the actors were try to project the image that the romans were over in the land of rivers to liberate and protect the people from  killing themselves within them selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS A BIG LIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand against the New Romans and their ways. Who ever shakes hands with them is more or less shake hands with the DEVIL him self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Persians were and still are one of the worlds strongest nations so I guess we all have to say NO TO THE ROMANS BRAINWASH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2831004352996052845?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2831004352996052845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2831004352996052845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2831004352996052845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Война!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SI3QGfJc1WI/AAAAAAAAACg/1dP9bfa3_yw/s72-c/parthian_horse_archer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-1893112243938237194</id><published>2008-05-28T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.332-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transportation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Car &amp; Respect!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5ViHFFO8I/AAAAAAAAACA/XvsROGj5uoE/s1600-h/20060706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5ViHFFO8I/AAAAAAAAACA/XvsROGj5uoE/s200/20060706.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205692263791147970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very angry, the reason for my anger is that when I was driving this car in the picture on top nobody would try to come near me on the road, but the looks that you get from people the obvious disrespect and the way the girls look at you, it is very irritating when you get a person who drives a new car to look at you like you are worth nothing just because you drive an old pickup beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that is not the end, have a look at this car underneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5VrXFFO9I/AAAAAAAAACI/RoZry5NI-DQ/s1600-h/Image(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5VrXFFO9I/AAAAAAAAACI/RoZry5NI-DQ/s200/Image(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205692422704937938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this car I used to get all the respect in the world although it was a crap car, but it was a very clean kind off new car, people used to be very nice to me smiles and people wave at you to let you pass or if you let anybody pass you you get a wave a smile and a sweet short hunk from the horn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got my driving license I had a dream the I'd own a very stupid car to most people but I love it, very cheap, consumes no petrol what so ever and small very small. most of my friends used to make fun of it as soon as I bought it but as long as I love driving it why should I care about people or friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5XQ3FFO-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/J2jPKc-XZbQ/s1600-h/29052008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5XQ3FFO-I/AAAAAAAAACQ/J2jPKc-XZbQ/s200/29052008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205694166461660130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go that is my beauty she is a 1990 model, you can fill it with fuel for 3BD and it runs very well, 4x4 engine so I can never get stuck anywhere and it is all I need in a car I can just take the roof off and enjoy our burning sun especially WITH NO AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the highway was filled with cars today from almost some where near Hamad Town to almost the Jawad's Petrol station. (going to Hamad Town.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-1893112243938237194?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/1893112243938237194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/05/car-respect.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1893112243938237194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1893112243938237194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/05/car-respect.html' title='Car &amp;amp; Respect!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SD5ViHFFO8I/AAAAAAAAACA/XvsROGj5uoE/s72-c/20060706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4583766873921366683</id><published>2008-05-08T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.338-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Bahraini VS foreign labour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCgAEnSmRVI/AAAAAAAAABg/_r3kfL_pXAg/s1600-h/Indian+Workers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCgAEnSmRVI/AAAAAAAAABg/_r3kfL_pXAg/s200/Indian+Workers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199405849065702738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk the streets of Manama the Area that I love the most in Bahrain or should I say used to love the most in Bahrain, but no more because this area which I grew up in has changed completely, for an example we were young we used to see Bahrainis walking the streets, working, eating in restaurants and doing any other activity, not anymore my friends the other day I saw something which has hurt my heart so much, but what could I do about it? in our neighborhood in the old city of Manama we keep my grand father's house locked so we can gather there in occasions like Muharam or Eid and there used to be an old lady that used to live with her old husband who lived just next door next to my cousin's house and my grand father's house but few days ago as I was passing by in my car I saw and Pakistani worker closing the door of this house it seemed that he was leaving to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know to most of us Bahrainis it is a usual site to see an Indian or a Pakistani walk about anywhere, but what shocked me was that these people are our neighbors now, I think if you ever have a walk around Manama you would understand the reason my concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus not to mention the uncountable times I have been asked to train foreigners which drives me mad, it is unethical and just wrong I felt so ashamed of my self when I had to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One question keeps on spinning in my head, Why? Are they smarter than an average Bahraini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we use the local human resources?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm not generalizing, I'm not saying all foreigners are bad, I'm just saying that  we are over populated with foreigners that completely useless, while we have local working power more dependable and not to mention cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHO IS LISTING TO ME?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the path and it is going down a steep hill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I predict something really bad, like for an example a complete market control by FOREIGNERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who will it satisfy ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4583766873921366683?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4583766873921366683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/05/bahraini-vs-foreign-labour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4583766873921366683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4583766873921366683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/05/bahraini-vs-foreign-labour.html' title='Bahraini VS foreign labour.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCgAEnSmRVI/AAAAAAAAABg/_r3kfL_pXAg/s72-c/Indian+Workers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-918060500505613400</id><published>2008-05-07T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Axiotron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Is it a Mac? Is it a Tablet? It is the MacBook Tablet. (Axiotron).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCGOmsD_a0I/AAAAAAAAABI/a6l9bKE4kmc/s1600-h/04052008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCGOmsD_a0I/AAAAAAAAABI/a6l9bKE4kmc/s200/04052008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197592240276335426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCGOm8D_a1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/DRpz0QcJ3dw/s1600-h/modbook500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCGOm8D_a1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/DRpz0QcJ3dw/s200/modbook500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197592244571302738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it, I have touched it with my hands, I drew something on it. I felt the plastic and aluminum case. It is sleek elegant and not only that, but it runs Mac OS X leopard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think I do need a keyboard after, plus it is very high priced for a MacBook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read somewhere that there is a waiting period of almost a year if you order one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all drives me to think before I starve my self for a whole year to buy one, but it doesn't deny it is a beautiful piece of ART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look and enjoy. I envy my self because I was lucky to touch one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-918060500505613400?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/918060500505613400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-mac-is-it-tablet-it-is-macbook.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/918060500505613400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/918060500505613400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/05/is-it-mac-is-it-tablet-it-is-macbook.html' title='Is it a Mac? Is it a Tablet? It is the MacBook Tablet. (Axiotron).'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SCGOmsD_a0I/AAAAAAAAABI/a6l9bKE4kmc/s72-c/04052008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-819462589693418370</id><published>2008-04-28T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><title type='text'>LOVE Bahrain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26055266@N05/2448760966/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2448760966_a281da5b5b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/26055266@N05/2448760966/"&gt;DSC00002&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/26055266@N05/"&gt;flymenian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We have to love our country, because if we don't love and respect this place that we were rised in and embrace it with all it has of goods and bads (WEATHER), at least it is ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed things I have never dreamed of in the last couple of years, I don't understand but I try my best to boost up my brain processors, but no use of the scatching my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secterian haterd is in fashion now, especially with the young ones, of course it is because of the proper education that most of these green minds get from the streets and from people who are motivated by personal hate for a sect or a group of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at Bahrain you'd notice that it is a melting pot for everyone, you'd find people from all over the world, I was born on this island and I'm very proud of that, living on this island is a privilge that most people do not get, you might hate it, but anywhere in the world doesn't have the same flavour that Bahrain is famous of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving I saw a person driving his car it seemed that he was heading home after a hard day at work but I had to stop and ask him for a sticker which he was glad to give me one, I think it is a great idea we should all have these stickers it shows how much we love our little island.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-819462589693418370?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/819462589693418370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-bahrain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/819462589693418370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/819462589693418370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-bahrain.html' title='LOVE Bahrain!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3220/2448760966_a281da5b5b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3775430638072875312</id><published>2008-03-21T15:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Bahrain has fashion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s228.photobucket.com/albums/ee229/annavictoria1/?action=view&amp;current=fashion.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i228.photobucket.com/albums/ee229/annavictoria1/fashion.jpg" border="0" alt="fashion"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s119.photobucket.com/albums/o147/maddawg1967/Coats%20of%20Arms/Bahrain/?action=view&amp;current=Bahrain_coa.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o147/maddawg1967/Coats%20of%20Arms/Bahrain/Bahrain_coa.png" border="0" alt="Bahrain"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahraini fashion designers are needed urgently to work on a great project meet and exchange ideas, so this is a chance for any Bahraini fashion designer boy or girl to come to us and present us with his\ her works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE NEED YOU, if you are a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fashion designer.&lt;br /&gt;2. You have to be BAHRAINI (no other nationality will be accepted).&lt;br /&gt;3. Creative, motivated and smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel that you match these easy conditions give us a call at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+97336917906&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will change your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trust me).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3775430638072875312?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3775430638072875312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/03/bahrain-has-fashion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3775430638072875312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3775430638072875312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/03/bahrain-has-fashion.html' title='Bahrain has fashion!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4614009139625309627</id><published>2008-03-08T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.362-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transportation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Bikes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s274.photobucket.com/albums/jj274/SMASHPHOTOGRAPHY_2008/?action=view&amp;current=4770466-md.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i274.photobucket.com/albums/jj274/SMASHPHOTOGRAPHY_2008/4770466-md.jpg" border="0" alt="MotorCross"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that we are living in one of the world's best countries when it comes to races and motor vehicles but you still can find kids that ride their dirt bikes on the streets with no helmets and no protection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what some of these boys can do with a bike but what I wonder about here is why no body cares about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand you have police chasing after these boys which means not only they are riding their bikes on the streets with no protection yet n fear of getting caught by the police, I'm not really sure what is the fine they are to pay or the punishment they get if they are caught, but instead of following these boys to put them in jail or fine them, why nobody thinks of arranging some kind of activity that these boys can join in and show us and the rest of the world their talent on bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other countries like Germany, Italy, England or even Dubai they have activities for dirt bikes, racing bikes and even choppers shows, Why Bahrain is left behind here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4614009139625309627?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4614009139625309627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/03/bikes.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4614009139625309627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4614009139625309627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/03/bikes.html' title='Bikes!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-181191492672223971</id><published>2008-03-06T05:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.366-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Got Job?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s207.photobucket.com/albums/bb71/nekozet/?action=view&amp;current=exhausted.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb71/nekozet/exhausted.jpg" border="0" alt="exhausted"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define a Job, what is work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it Daily routinized activity that one that one does in order to get financially reward at the end of the work period or within work on agreed upon periods in exchange of the work of service one provides to the paying party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less that is work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you really feel work is not paying you enough or that you are wasted the field of work or that the paying party is over working you, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Quit.&lt;br /&gt;B: Keep on working in silence and take the mental and physical pain and at the end you end up paying your salary to hospital bills plus not to mention the lost of social life in your life (no family and no friend) simply there is no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-181191492672223971?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/181191492672223971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/03/got-job.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/181191492672223971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/181191492672223971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/03/got-job.html' title='Got Job?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2068727510516557606</id><published>2008-02-16T14:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.370-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Work!</title><content type='html'>I'm working So now days, I really feel tired and I can't even walk after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/la0919yes/?action=view&amp;current=mule.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i93.photobucket.com/albums/l47/la0919yes/mule.jpg" border="0" alt="mule"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really feel what this mule is going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I in some how feel like a mule myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2068727510516557606?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2068727510516557606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/02/work.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2068727510516557606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2068727510516557606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/02/work.html' title='Work!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-9018200062414226658</id><published>2008-01-30T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.375-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Arabian woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s203.photobucket.com/albums/aa114/crissygayle/?action=view&amp;current=ruby-veil.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i203.photobucket.com/albums/aa114/crissygayle/ruby-veil.gif" border="0" alt="Ruby Veil"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in any Arab street in anywhere in the arab world you'll find her, she is the Arabian woman she is a teacher, a nurse, a race car driver, a mother, or what ever she puts her mind into, she can achieve almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is a pretty creature very smooth to touch and sensitive, she could be very educated, very creative, very talented, but the question here is in some places on earth she is treated like dirt, brainwashed and abused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel very sorry for the Arabian woman, as she walks some streets covered up running with a pack of women with her after the leading man, she can't fall in love, she is not allowed to move on her own and in some places she can't use the internet by her self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, why she has to go through all of this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The attack I might get after this article is not going to e a minor one, and I wouldn't be surprised if lots of those poor, brainwashed and suppressed Arabian women will just open fire on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I always say “to each his own”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big brother, that is what is going on, but it gets a bit more complicated than that, schools curriculum and the some societies, even toys like (fulla) are brainwashing these poor little girls minds to grow up and just be a piece of furniture in the house, may be in a couple of years the father of bride is going to hand the bride a pre marriege manual that looks more or less like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the bride:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Obey husband.&lt;br /&gt;2.satisfy his sexual needs.&lt;br /&gt;3.Take beating while you are silent.&lt;br /&gt;4.If he cheats on you that is not a reason to cheat on him.&lt;br /&gt;5.Cook, clean, feed, wipe, beg, sit, walk, play, catch a the flying plate and do not bark.&lt;br /&gt;6.Your husband is your master (never forget it).&lt;br /&gt;7.Never question Masters acts.&lt;br /&gt;8.FORGET THE WORD NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is just an example, tell me if that is not going to drive any of you men crazy if you were asked to implement Thes rules?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at what men are suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Feed wife&lt;br /&gt;2.Provide a shelter for wife.&lt;br /&gt;3.Beat wife if she not prepare food on time or delay in other order for this matter.&lt;br /&gt;4.She is a minor type of species never listen her words (apparently she has half a brain).&lt;br /&gt;5.After any use you can dispense of wife in any storage compartment.&lt;br /&gt;6.Wife must be all coverd&lt;br /&gt;7.Wife must not talk.&lt;br /&gt;8.Wife is replaceable if she gets boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I said earlier this is just an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could anyone comply or live such a life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder although it is pretty late, If I want to get married to an arabian woman what am I suppose to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always had this communication problem with arabian women, we seem to talk 2 different languages whenever we have to communicate (of course not all of them but the majority), I Admire the beauty but I dare not touch or even speak to the arabian women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after all I just take a deep breath and turn my head the other way before I get smacked by her brother, father or by her, and that is all for a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end I'm here to say I feel sorry for you women, and I'm in favor of liberated women to build a better future and not just being slaves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-9018200062414226658?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/9018200062414226658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/arabian-woman.html#comment-form' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9018200062414226658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9018200062414226658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/arabian-woman.html' title='Arabian woman'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4598236316831427634</id><published>2008-01-21T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.381-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>FILM2GO! A great project deserves praise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/?action=view&amp;current=Snapshot2008-01-2207-11-02.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/Snapshot2008-01-2207-11-02.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bahrain for the first time in the gulf after waiting for ages, picture this that you can rent movies while you sitting in the comfort of your own house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that all you have to do is login after you register your account and then you are in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish the boys over in FILM2GO the best of luck, I just met my friend Abudalla Rahhal the Creative Director (impressive), and I really want to know what is the Bahraini society reaction to this project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish the boys the best of luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4598236316831427634?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4598236316831427634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/film2go-great-project-deserves-praise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4598236316831427634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4598236316831427634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/film2go-great-project-deserves-praise.html' title='FILM2GO! A great project deserves praise.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-1406010123207984219</id><published>2008-01-18T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just ending a VACATION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/?action=view&amp;current=17012008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/17012008.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/?action=view&amp;current=17012008004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/17012008004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/?action=view&amp;current=17012008002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/17012008002.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just ending a vacation that have started on the 14th Aug 2007, sorry for not writing much lately but I've tried to keep my self from writing anything or even reading the news. I'm going back home and I hope that it is going to be easy on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-1406010123207984219?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/1406010123207984219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-ending-vacation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1406010123207984219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/1406010123207984219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-ending-vacation.html' title='Just ending a VACATION!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8621870808992693207</id><published>2008-01-18T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The man who sold the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/?action=view&amp;current=10122007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/10122007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the world is clearly being used and abused by the greedy people who truely don't care about the future of our children, I don't want to sound so green because I'm not, but if you really think about it within the next couple of years our children will be left with nothing to breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The forest is almost gone the weather has changed, but yet this is not what I wanted to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to talk about the kids who are being sent to war for no reason, and I'm no talking about the new times romans because I don't care about them since they have too much pride in their hamburger culture and the dream which a gaint milk shake will take over the world with the help of a fries which happens to be not french or does it really matter now since the mighty Scarcozy in chair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess in this dream everyone all over the world will kiss ass for the MIGHTY ol'green and will sing “home of the blinded free and the brainwashed brave”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my friends how about this for a dream? Where a rope spinning clown is smoking his way on a might horse to the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough the polution in the air, but have they really to enforce their very educational gangster\ mushylove\ popcorn star\ pointless celebrity news on the the green minds of the children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick, very sick! All this glorifying to the life of the useless\ hoodlum\ under acheived gangster or the image they are broadcasting of a perfect women ( a blondie with a massive set of baby feeders).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear for time when you ask a younge man or women about Albert Einstein, Che Guevara, Karl Marks or Tchaikovsky and he wouldn't be able to answer or maybe even what is worse, answer you by saying “Are they like rock stars or hip-hop\ rap gangster singers?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the other hand if the magic electric box shows one of those useless so called artist you'll find any kid mesmerized infront the magic screen shouting 50 fils and chanting their glorified shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to attack the person of this so called artist, I'm here to fight for an idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every teenagers dream is to be in bed with a popcorn star with huge milk dispensers, and every little girls dream is to be just like that blondie in order to get married to the super monkey theat dances on the cube of knowledge, and I wonder what happend to normal people where are they? Did they disapear/ or is a sign that we all have to be beautiful with perfect teeth or gangster hip-hop artist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happend to the image of the working man or the working women, the solider, the miner, the doctor or even the student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try to have a decent conversation with any new times roman try to ask them these following questions, I bet you'll have these answers or something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Where is Austrelia? In Europe.&lt;br /&gt;2- Who is Che Guevara? A rock star.&lt;br /&gt;3- Who is Albert Einstein? Da cool old man wid mad wild hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happenning to the world? What is next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A russian stand up comedian said in an act “times have changed in the old times in order to see a female's ass you have to move away the underwear but now in order to see a female's underwear you have to move away the ass, in the old time if a young man meets a young woman in a ball he'll say coffee tea let's have a dance? But now they say beer vodka let's go to bed”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS NEXT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8621870808992693207?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/8621870808992693207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/man-who-sold-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8621870808992693207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8621870808992693207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2008/01/man-who-sold-world.html' title='The man who sold the world.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4853344473831647988</id><published>2007-11-27T02:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>When the world needs a HERO</title><content type='html'>The people are busy with their daily struggle to provide for their beloved ones and put something on the table, let's not fool our selves and say everthing is just fine when the people are hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is not that important since everyone (almost everyone) can afford to eat properly in Bahrain but let's not forget about the other kind of food that the people are starving for, not only in Bahrain but Almost in every corner in this wide world, and I guess it is more important than food in some countries cases that lacks Art of all sorts or societies that fight against art and especially when it is nothing but a fine expression of ideas and thought or a culture (spring of cultures is a great example), when some people rise and roit against expressions of thoughts and idea is a tabboo what is next? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if it's so immoral what is right? If you talk a walk to anywhere in the world where young people gather you'll see the youngsters listenning to music that has no soul into it (I killed 2 my friend killed 3 I robbed a liquor store and I'm a gangster) not to mention the hedeous outfits, and the glorifacation of the gangster life style, but as a person I'm not against it under the slogan “ To each their own” understanding that one day I was and yet I'm still a young man who understands or tries to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying let's stick to our traditions and not change a thing, my advice to each parent is to understand the youngsters and not understand them but yet educate them, why when you go to any mall and ask any 13-19 years old boy or girl about art, politics, revolutionist (Che Guevara is a Rock star) mostly these type of answers you'll find and only if you show the picture since he is a symbol of revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to ask is, why does the world needs a hero?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But understand which type of hero I'm talking about, for example the famous singer 50 fils to lots of youngsters he is a hero, or the guy who sang about oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these the kind of heroes the world needs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These next 2 question you'll get from people that I love to refer to as (bedoon mukh) without brain in their heads. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who support these people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who allows them to sing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to say is it is not important who supports them or allows them to sing or allows them to appear on T.V. or in some cases preach in a church, or a mosque or in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is important is who listens to them and if anyone listens to them would he be effected and if he is effected can he be healed or at least understand and follow with fully understanding of the consequences the will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's educate the next generation, let's make them love fine arts, let's make them civilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of leaving MTV decides their heroes or what is even worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4853344473831647988?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4853344473831647988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-world-needs-hero.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4853344473831647988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4853344473831647988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/11/when-world-needs-hero.html' title='When the world needs a HERO'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7519259782055731361</id><published>2007-09-29T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Love!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u172/xo_sugar-bear/love.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I understand, what is love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is love such a hard game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew the rules, but even if I knew the rules would I be a good player?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desire is not o be a player, but only to have a special person to care for me and to care for as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to write my concept of love and a relationship and please feel so free to correct me if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A normal relationship is when a man loves a woman and the woman loves the man, so this means that we have two parties involved a man = A and a woman = B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So A cares for B and B must respect that A cares and in return loves and cares for A, too complicated I guess, but this my concept of love if you understand what I'm trying to say here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that any relationship is a perfect one, but there wil always be normal live problems such as money related problems, babies, housing (if you live in Bahrain) (((TOOO EXPENSIVE)), but I guess with a little bit of love any couple will get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too confusing, why do we need love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand why any man would need to believe in God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't understand why would anyone needs to believe in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that love exist, but I would love to know what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Что такой любвий?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7519259782055731361?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7519259782055731361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7519259782055731361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7519259782055731361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/love.html' title='Love!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-995250905591814182</id><published>2007-09-20T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x194/barbhobo2/MAKING%20LOVE/4crsbx4.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Define the act of sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How important is sex in you life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it matter how good is your partner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does size really matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is sex such a taboo subject &amp; it is to not be spoken about in public?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex education, are you for or against?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these questions I have in my head, it doesn't really matter wether you think I'm a pervert or an outcast because I have spoken about sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is an important part of our daily life, most females are not happy with their sex life with their men, but it remain a taboo subject not to be spoken about or to be heard in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A healthy sexlife can reduce daily headaching shouting and fighting sessions, who am I to advice anyone but only thinking about the words of a teenager who was celebrating (The City day) (Днём города) who Said I wish the city more sex made me think about the depths of sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is not shallow as so many people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is feelings after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange how some people can have sex for the sake of money or the sake of just sex, it is weird, more or less it is ANIMAL LIKE if you just do it for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for so many People sex is a dirty act which is totally right and I agree with them “sex is dirty only if it done right”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-995250905591814182?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/995250905591814182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/sex.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/995250905591814182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/995250905591814182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/sex.html' title='Sex'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x194/barbhobo2/MAKING%20LOVE/th_4crsbx4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6797693280680071273</id><published>2007-09-12T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.416-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>The Bahraini identity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb226/lrh5two/Bahraini%20Views/9001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb226/lrh5two/Bahraini%20Views/6f4e.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb226/lrh5two/Bahraini%20Views/86ca.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a long time I have wondered, Who is the perfect Bahraini? What I mean is What is the perfect image to project through our media? yet it is too hard to explain I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For an example America for as long as I remember have been projecting the Image of the perfect American which is a CAUCASIAN male with a southern accent (which will be the best candidate) around the age of 25 – 45 who is a successful young man and able to do anything but might have a couple of flaws like a drinking problem or a haunting past or maybe is traumatized by the lost of a Family or a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has always been this way, the HERO is CAUCASIAN and the villain is for any other ethincity, but recently if you notice the some other ethnicities are floating to the survice like the Africans, Hispanics, Asian &amp; even ARABS which have created this huge mess in the whole entire world &amp; made a lot of people happy about them self and gave them hope to live (I mean people who look up to America as a Mighty POWER and THE STORNGEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to our subject so now if we want to project the picture of the perfect Bahraini who do we choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he White, Tann or Black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he       or        ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does he live by the Sea? or does he live IN THE DESERT????!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he hairy or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he bald?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question that come to mind and I have to answers to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's look at Bahraini media wich I respect, because they concetrate at the mixing up their actors and make everybody look equal like real life. apart from few times and few productions that I don't like because they nominated the country's idiots who was from a certin sect, and another incident when an actor who is from a certin area in Bahrain spoke a complete different accent and made a joke of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't everybody just be them self?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6797693280680071273?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6797693280680071273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/bahraini-identity.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6797693280680071273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6797693280680071273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/bahraini-identity.html' title='The Bahraini identity'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i207.photobucket.com/albums/bb226/lrh5two/Bahraini%20Views/th_9001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-3660886136264494648</id><published>2007-09-08T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.420-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Smoking!</title><content type='html'>How to not need to smoke again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I make no sense but isn't my blog as weird as I am? I haven't bought a pack of ciggies for 2 days nows I bought some bad brand of ciggs with no filter that taste like poop so I can quit, I still feel the need of nicotine in my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h304/psychoactivist420/cancer.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to quit? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strong will power? &lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to smoke I need to hold a smooth ciggy with my fingers and take a deep breath of heavy smoke in my lungs, I know I sound silly very silly in fact not just silly but I need to smoke, but I'm trying to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x104/Shredaholic999/smokingkills-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all smoking kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thinking straight and I eat like a pig, I've eaten 3 times today and I'm still hungry besides I keep on craving for chocolate bars, not any chocolate bar but only 1 brand I feel like a pregnant woman though i don't know how would a pregnant woman would feel, but it feels weird without smoking the world is weird and I eat more and diffidently gain more weight (I've eaten 5 big size chocolate bars just today and it in the afternoon) uhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i94.photobucket.com/albums/l84/conejopindejo/obese.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to end like him? Am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-3660886136264494648?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/3660886136264494648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/smoking.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3660886136264494648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/3660886136264494648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/09/smoking.html' title='Smoking!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7942735781019646121</id><published>2007-08-31T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.423-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>On the weekend visitors again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/30082007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Thank God I'm on a vacation and I won't be seeing and weekend visitor for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. weird heavy very Arabic accent (with no Persian words mixed in it).&lt;br /&gt;2. stupid driving.&lt;br /&gt;3.weird number plates with long radio antennas (I guess they communicate with people from mars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh and the list goes on and on and on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless Bahrain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7942735781019646121?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7942735781019646121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-weekend-visitors-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7942735781019646121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7942735781019646121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/on-weekend-visitors-again.html' title='On the weekend visitors again!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5013159694954854159</id><published>2007-08-31T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.428-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>To my dear readers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u151/butterflies1971/beach2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Although I just started writing in this blog recently though I noticed that there people who actually read what I wrtie about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must apologiaze to all my very dear readers about the last couple of weeks since I'm on a vacation and away at home away from hom which is hard to explain and I'm under a lot of stress which is strange for a person like me who would survive anything almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I wrote as a headline for my blog WELCOME TO MY CRAZY WORLD, don't let because what I go through everyday is weird, very weird trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By now I guess I must end my senselessness, but I promise you preciouse readers the I shall return to after Ramadhan and fill you up with more nonsense for your hungry minds to devour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now I wish you have a great vacation and if you are in the Island I hope you have a very good air conditioner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5013159694954854159?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5013159694954854159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-my-dear-readers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5013159694954854159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5013159694954854159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/to-my-dear-readers.html' title='To my dear readers'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7783960599790094870</id><published>2007-08-13T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck waiting.</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck in an airport waiting for my flight it has been ages now and I'm still stuck I hate waiting in any airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading some blogs and trying to calm my self while I'm stuck here 4 more hours it's 8:08am and I'm just waiting for my boarding time which is 12:00pm thank god the whole airport has a Wi-Fi connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/Photo2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go! a picture of me completely tired and exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now wish me luck just wish me luck and I might bring nice things when I come back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7783960599790094870?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7783960599790094870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/stuck-waiting.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7783960599790094870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7783960599790094870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/stuck-waiting.html' title='Stuck waiting.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2448152135385847288</id><published>2007-08-11T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend visitors MUST GO HOME!</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been to Exhibition Road around weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just having a quite evening with some friends and we decided we should go and have a fast food meal from a burger restaurant in Exhibition Road, Beside that what I've noticed is the number plates on many of the cars around the restaurant area and the people or let rephrase that BEOBLE that were walking in the restaurant were completely different, THEY ARE NOT BAHRAINI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that some of you might wonder what I'm talking about especially that everybody knows that Bahrain is filled with foreigners of all shapes and colours, what I'm trying to say here is that these people are not Bahraini in the sense that they are not from around here and they do not live on the holy sacred land of Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our land is small and everybody knows it, it is our little heaven on earth although sometimes it gets on your nerves that it is hot and humid most of the time but yet it is our motherland and we should be proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foreign people I was referring to earlier there are not some visitors or tourist people that come and go, they are worse they are around all the time although I call them the weekend visitors they are not only around on weekends, they are around almost every day of the week with their stupid number plates and their irritating way of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is just a hint of what I don't like about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- They drive like idiots.&lt;br /&gt;2- They play loud music from their cars and annoy everybody around them.&lt;br /&gt;3- They start fights no matter where they go ( trust me I know ).&lt;br /&gt;4- They walk around the malls and public areas like they own it.&lt;br /&gt;5- They have no morals and most of the no brains.&lt;br /&gt;6- They have effected the nightlife in Bahrain and totally destroy our entertainment (Tiesto's concert).&lt;br /&gt;7- They ruined any chance for any decent couples of having a nice evening and a drink at any decent place (an invasion).&lt;br /&gt;8- They generate the opportunity to create more brothels and indecent activities houses.&lt;br /&gt;9- They impose their culture and their currency on lots of places and (some places in Bahrain give you their prices in their currency).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any of you knows how much it hurts if you go to a restaurant or a cold store and the and cashier man\women hands you over their currency?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I'm just paranoid or if anyone else is actually annoyed by what is going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2448152135385847288?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2448152135385847288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-visitors-must-go-home.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2448152135385847288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2448152135385847288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/weekend-visitors-must-go-home.html' title='Weekend visitors MUST GO HOME!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-208015952369125889</id><published>2007-08-02T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dryness of thoughts</title><content type='html'>While I sit here and press with the tips of my fingers on the keyboard, It is my brain it seems that my head is empty, I had to face hell while I was in hell and now after finishing my time and paying my duty paying my debt to society I feared the worse and the worse has laid its paws all over my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't enough the punishment and the mental torture I went through? so I get the the dryness in the head and pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w228/Underwaterspider/P1010619.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this torture no more, it digs deep into my skin and I feel that I should do anything at least write but every time I hold a pen or sit down to my computer my thoughts fade away and I'm left with nothing in my head but too much pain in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that this year is bad luck although I'm not superstitious at all but for each and every good thing that happens this year something really bad happens too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007 The year of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- No good concerts in Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;2- I haven't stayed much of this in Bahrain I was IN HELL.&lt;br /&gt;3- For the first time in ages someone steals my things and money.&lt;br /&gt;4- The year I felt bad about my self the most.&lt;br /&gt;5- It is a pig year after all in the Chinese calender.&lt;br /&gt;6- No matter how many times I try to write I just simply can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the list goes on and on but let me just cut it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm writing this post yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish everybody including myself a very happy 2007, away from HELL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-208015952369125889?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/208015952369125889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/dryness-of-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/208015952369125889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/208015952369125889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/08/dryness-of-thoughts.html' title='Dryness of thoughts'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2634280431569195429</id><published>2007-07-31T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sectarianism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transportation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>How do you know you are Bahraini?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w85/AmyX666/Bahrain/300px-Manama_bahrain.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Since a lot of people think that I'm not Bahraini, for some reason that I don't really know, today I have decided to write about how beautiful Bahrain is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plus I want to write about what makes you a real Bahraini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with describing Bahrain from my own view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahrain is a little island located in the Persian\Arabian gulf, It is an Amazing little piece of land because it embraced a handful of cultures within it self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the year it is HOT really hot, the whole year it is humid, driving in Bahrain is very regulated (all obey the law), education better than lots of countries, health care (at least it is free), Phone bills are not too high (MTC) haha, Food amazing (whatever you want to eat you'll find in Bahrain) American, Persian, Italian, Chinese, even Russia dishes are available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus Bahrain beaches are amazing that if you find an unowned public beach that is clean (DAMN PRIVATE SECTOR CLEANERS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transportation, don't let me start on this, TAXIS ARE A RIP OFF, No proper public transportation (ALL OWN CARS).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuel is cheap but not when you dive around in a Chevy pickup 1980 (RED) lol hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jobs uhhhhh never mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the question is HOW DO YOU KNOW YOU ARE BAHRAINI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- When you think driving for 10km to do something is to far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- When you speak Arabic with Arabs you make no sense to them lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- When Seef Mall is really boring, you refuse o go there if you are not shopping or eating (only if you are over 24).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- When you avoid Exhibition road on weekends (weekend visitors dammit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- You find it strange that there is countries that do not have cafeterias and cold stores that you can blow you horn at to call the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- You enjoy driving slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- When cheer for any team that plays against (weekend visitor's national team), GO IRAQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- You can't live without tanoor bread kobuz wo jubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Roundabout NO PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- You can't pronounce the letter ك in Arabic Kaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are simple things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you are Bahraini when you love the air that you breath in the morning in Saar, you'd do anything to go walk Sukheir, you love the smell of the farms around Budiaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You care if any Bahraini gets harmed in any way, you long to see the smile of the children and see them play around the neighborhood (even though they are very noisy),   the sea becomes a part of you and it effects you no matter what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have pride of who I'm, Bahraini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me racist all you want, but I really think that Bahrainis are a superior race although technically we are not even a race, WE ARE A MIXTURE OF RACES &amp; MELTING POINT OF ALL CULTURES &amp; WE TAKE THE BEST OF EVERYONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2634280431569195429?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2634280431569195429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-you-know-you-are-bahraini.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2634280431569195429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2634280431569195429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/how-do-you-know-you-are-bahraini.html' title='How do you know you are Bahraini?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w85/AmyX666/Bahrain/th_300px-Manama_bahrain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2764092372746638847</id><published>2007-07-26T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.453-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend visitors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nightlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Bahrain here I come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k63/Showson/Biracial.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have anyone any of you readers out there wondered why so amazing being bi-racial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is so easy and simple, it is amazing because of experiencing two cultures, you get the best and worse of both cultures no matter what are they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Bahrain half breeds are amazing, most of my friends are not fully Bahraini (father Bahraini, Mother somthing else or vice versa), don't think it is weird if you see a white boy or girl talking fluent French for an example and the next you know she flips to Arabic and not any sort of Arabic a fluent Muharraq accent or even worse than that imagine an Asian looking person speaking fluent Ba7rani accent which I find very Amusing, The point that I'd like to prove here is that Bahrainis are colourful people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The last couple of months I was away from Bahrain I miss it back home (домой) I need to smell the fresh morning air in Saar, walk around Manama's Souq, Go to Seef Mall and do nothing in there (not on weekends too many creepy beoble).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly I'm not staying Home for long I have to leave next month, so I'm going to go wild in Bahrain the night life in Bahrain is amazing (not exhbition road though, full of the same creepy people).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a blast in Bahrain going out with my friends who I haven't seen for over 3-4 months, I miss them boys over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in Bahrain still away while I write this post so I'm just planning how am I going to spend the few days I have in hand in good places away from (the weekend visitors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u217/taylorblanchard_bucket/disco1.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the nightlife in Bahrain it is very safe and entertaining, if only we get rid of those damned weekend visitors, I'll go and hit the clubs with my brother and some friends, as soon as I reach Bahrain I'll write a post from Starbucks Juffair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till I get back home, I miss the humidity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2764092372746638847?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2764092372746638847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/bahrain-here-i-come.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2764092372746638847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2764092372746638847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/bahrain-here-i-come.html' title='Bahrain here I come!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4478784106785374711</id><published>2007-07-25T03:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Bahraini blogs ARE FUN to read.</title><content type='html'>I have been spending a long time online in the last couple of months and I had nothing to do but work and go online surfing the net apart from working and reading different books, I have read 3 books the last month and the month before I finished 3 other ones including the book that changed my life (my little secret).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my break I have nothing to do but read although it is not a habit of mine to read and I bit a lot of can tell because my English is as bad as my Arabic when I speak or read for that matter, so all I do is read different things different sites blogs &amp; forums, I suffered a lot because of reading from some sites and some forums what people would write about so many things that are in the area of my interest, religions, art, music, women rights and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what was such a shock to me is that I couldn't believe my eyes when I was reading of a couple of sites here and there and what beoble wrote on those sites of such ignorant sectarian nonsense, now and since I have no more Arabic letters in my keyboard so there fore I can hardly write Arabic so I won't write any comment or reply to those idiots out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really makes me feel better is when I read Bahraini's blogs, Bahraini people are very educated, very smart and above all extremely kind at heart and warm, I'm very embarrassed to have a chat with lots of bahraini people because of their intellectual richness which shows how smart they are and how stupid I to be, even simple Bahrainis that you find in the market or working in simple jobs are pretty smart too, I was shocked because if you compare them to different people from the neighboring countries it seems like Bahrain's IQ is 210 by it self and the rest are 25 put together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahraini bloggers that I really admire are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n85/omelet4th/mahmood.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahmood Al-Yousif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/handala.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mohammed AlMaskati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bint Battuta,&lt;br /&gt;Ammar,&lt;br /&gt;entaifah,&lt;br /&gt;and lots of other guys out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although that it is very weird for me to write about this but I had nothing more important in mind to write about at the moment and plus I think it is a good way to thank all of those wonderful smart people for writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proud to be Bahraini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how you people make me feel, although I might be far away from home but love it in Bahrain because of you smart people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4478784106785374711?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4478784106785374711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/bahraini-blogs-are-fun-to-read_25.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4478784106785374711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4478784106785374711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/bahraini-blogs-are-fun-to-read_25.html' title='Bahraini blogs ARE FUN to read.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7415691858965790156</id><published>2007-07-24T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.466-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transportation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Airplanes, Trains &amp; Cars.</title><content type='html'>How much can a human being handle of stress and exhaustion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love traveling, most people love traveling but the problem here is that they love to visit places and yet still feel at home in the same time, WEIRDOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking around a beautiful city and I had a friend who never visited this city before and he was starving, so he asked for food or a place to eat, him being a foreigner i thought it was very weird when he asked "Do you know where is the closest Mc from here?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had mixed feeling for a second very happy to see my friend but yet very angry for what he said, What is the point of coming to Bahrain or any other country and not taste their culture (eat their food, smell their air, enjoy their beaches and etc...)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next trip is going to be a hard one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/1150542_medium.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drive to the airport from my house 15-20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u89/eickides/airplane.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flight for 6 hours with non smoking seats dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p301/rhyme_321/Picture038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours to wait in a very unpleasant airport. (very expensive).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u89/eickides/airplane.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another flight for 4 hours for my semi final distention, at least I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u132/Sonora8642/atma_001.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus for 2 hours to the city center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i165.photobucket.com/albums/u59/sdr009/DSC02761.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ride on the metro for 15 minutes till I reach the central train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x91/piseynuon/StLouis014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The train for 17-20 hours depending on my route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u20/Adam_Aus/IMG_0106.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A taxi ride for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u126/divaden/Raw00052.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then finally I'm HOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7415691858965790156?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7415691858965790156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/airplanes-trains-cars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7415691858965790156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7415691858965790156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/airplanes-trains-cars.html' title='Airplanes, Trains &amp;amp; Cars.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-9041960599064732210</id><published>2007-07-22T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.468-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smoking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><title type='text'>Light my cigarette please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i166.photobucket.com/albums/u91/kristenc20/7bd970eec3d906cb2a53bbbb45229847.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to light my cigarette after a hefty meal in the Seef mall food court, walk around the mall with a cigarette in my mouth, chat with my friends with a cigarette in my mouth in a wi-fi zone hiding from the heat and humidity and we all know how it can get around here, but only recently I've learned that there is a national ban in London to banned smoking in all of London even pubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I might sound crazy to you but I need my daily dose of nicotine, I'm an addict, not proud of the fact that I stink like a chimney or all the other disadvantages of being a smoker, but I'm a smoker and in my opinion I guess that we have a say in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you go any airport in the whole entire world you'll find little 4 square meters X 4 square meters rooms with lousy ventilation system and too many people and what makes it worse is that the rooms has a glass walls like a showcase or some sort of animals cage, the non smokers keep on insulting us and rubbing the fact that we are to die before they do and never will have a healthy life and that sort of stuff every day where ever you go if you read the signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A major sign is the one that is in your face one the NO SMOKING, NO SMOKING ZONE, NON SMOKERS ONLY or the Arabs and everyone knows how creative with words they are, so one of their signs is "PLEASE DON'T SMOKE IT KILLS YOU AND IT HARMS ME", so if you think about now poor English smoker have no where to light their cigarettes, it is a public ban, then where is the freedom they talk about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahrain they just have started a public ban in closed spaces like malls, offices, towers and etc... so where can you smoke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no smoking zones, every where you look it is a non smoking zone, as we ba7arna say ليش المدخنين ما ليهم رب؟, why can't we smoke in public? why are we such a harm to you no smokers? do you hate us because we relieve daily work pressure with a cigarette? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a smoker I on behalf of all the smokers in the world demand proper smoking area to smoke and have a meal in Seef mall, is it too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and have a look at the stair case in Seef mall it is a dumpster now since everybody goes there and eats her\his food and smoke at same place littering and Smoking in masses which leads to ...... you better go and half a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u147/YOUliya/pokuri2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this what it looks like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-9041960599064732210?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/9041960599064732210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/light-my-cigarette-please_22.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9041960599064732210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9041960599064732210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/light-my-cigarette-please_22.html' title='Light my cigarette please.'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2240622598445471596</id><published>2007-07-19T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Marriage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTcHs2P4gmo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTcHs2P4gmo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this marriage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking the married ones here, so should I forget about having fun and going out with the boys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is it all about huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm too young to get married but love is blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2240622598445471596?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2240622598445471596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/marriage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2240622598445471596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2240622598445471596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/marriage.html' title='Marriage!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2488981753419387058</id><published>2007-07-18T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Veils'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ninja'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><title type='text'>Mutant ninja beoble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i169.photobucket.com/albums/u217/hamm506/burkah.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might drive lots of people mad with I'm writing next, yet I'm going to write because if i Don't write I'm going to go crazy because I guess I have the freedom to write about whatever I want write about.(freedom of speech).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to talk about Bahrain's economy, not going to talk about the beautiful sunset in Bahrain, not here to discus the current situation in Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll simply talk about the Ninja Nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are these beoble that walk among us without noticing them, they start walk our malls then driving in our streets later on in our schools soon enough you'll find a Ninja in every house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not attacking religion here, but I'm attacking the stone age mentality that is out there, does anybody realize how scary this image is for a child how disturbing for an outsider or a foreigner to live in a place full of Ninja fighters?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urrrghhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never a fan of enslaving beoble and especially women, now you'll find around a thousand readers that might threat me or actually might stalk me and maybe beat me up for what I'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women! without them they'll be no civilization, but why is she enslaved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the ninja women everywhere? you'll find her in London, India, Lebanon, Turkey and even America, I'll never find it weird if you find a ninja women in JAPAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These question are in my head and I have no answer for them, what is attractive when a women is covered from top to bottom? What is the point in being faceless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* No identity.&lt;br /&gt;* Not Humane.&lt;br /&gt;* Scary.&lt;br /&gt;* Not practical to wear.&lt;br /&gt;* Not fashionable (you can't customize it).   &lt;br /&gt;* Deceiving, you never know it could be a man wearing it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the disadvantages of being all covered up, I understand that Muslim women need to cover their beauty in order to not arouse men sexually, but if you think about it that a women yes have to cover herself, she has to wear something respectful in order to gain respect in any society because showing around flesh won't lead to great endings, any culture has a limit of what to wear or what to not wear in public,   but in any other culture it is humane and as well decent what a women might wear according to her age, you can't expect a 15 years old girl walking around hiding her face and to be covered in black, it's depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you read this post please feel free to comment and speak your mind, whether you think I'm right or wrong it is not the matter it is simply how I see things and how expect life to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2488981753419387058?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2488981753419387058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/mutant-ninja-beoble.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2488981753419387058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2488981753419387058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/mutant-ninja-beoble.html' title='Mutant ninja beoble!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6732760868757680530</id><published>2007-07-17T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Bahrain is mine!</title><content type='html'>Okay some of you commented this post before I even write anything and it is my mistake because I guess I pressed the wrong button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO me SORRY too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w85/AmyX666/Bahrain/300px-Manama_bahrain.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahrain a little island in the gulf (Persian\Arabian) or whatever you want to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born on 23rd Aug sometime in the 80's in Salmaniya hospital and I opened my eyes to see beautiful people around me my family, family's friends and lots of weird looking nurses and doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok let's not talk about the detail of my whole birth story and childhood and stuff that might make people think that I'm writing a biography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came to my attention that emoodz has written a list of things to nag about in Bahrain and then Amal AKA entaifah wrote a list of things that makes you proud to be Bahraini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always say if you don't nag about your country someone else will do it for you, and then it won't sound so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What emoods  has written is right lots of things on his list I agree on also Amal wrote lots of wonderful things about Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is too many things that passes by with any kind of appreciation like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- The smile of a child in some village with a dirty face after a whole day of playing with his peers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Sitra wacky characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- Fishing trips in the sea of Sitra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- Manama Accent, the smoothness and kindness of its people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- 5am on the highway driving to madinat Hamad town!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- Saar air in the morning (green area).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- The fact that you can drive all over the country in an hour ( no place is too far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8- Clubs, Having a cold pint of beer in peace after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9- Concerts every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Any Bahraini would at least speak 3 languages fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- The fact that Bahrainis read books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just few things to make me proud to be Bahraini, but yet that doesn't mean we are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is things that drive me crazy about Bahrain and I want to see these things change but I simply can't change these things like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- The humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- The weekend visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3- The way the weekend visitors drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- The weekend visitors invading all of our best hangouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5- The weekend visitors going to concerts and parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6- The fact that I see the weekend visitors almost every day. (go to Seef mall).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7- Arabic night clubs (prostitution, Ninja hangout and tribal rituals and music).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point here is that I own Bahrain and any Bahraini owns Bahrain too since he is Bahraini so Bahrain owns us too, it is a sophisticated formula. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahrain is one of the most Beautiful countries on earth, I miss Bahrain and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who ever nags about it that doesn't mean he is not loyal and he should be shot for it, that doesn't make him less of a Bahraini than any of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love this place, Don't you love Bahrain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then start Nagging plus it is in the Ba7rani Nature to nag so it is Ok to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6732760868757680530?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6732760868757680530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/bahrain-is-mine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6732760868757680530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6732760868757680530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/bahrain-is-mine.html' title='Bahrain is mine!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i174.photobucket.com/albums/w85/AmyX666/Bahrain/th_300px-Manama_bahrain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-4457737302877766429</id><published>2007-07-15T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.496-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ME'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amreeka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='languages'/><title type='text'>حرف انجليزي تو مزن؟, sprechen Sie Englisch?  Ты говорите по английскую язык?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i175.photobucket.com/albums/w136/uncgboro08/P3030154.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Вы говорите на английском языке?&lt;br /&gt;حرف انجليزي تو مزن؟&lt;br /&gt;sprechen Sie Englisch?&lt;br /&gt;parlez-vous anglais ?&lt;br /&gt;spreekt u het Engels?&lt;br /&gt;您講英語嗎?&lt;br /&gt;μιλάτε τα αγγλικά;&lt;br /&gt;parlate inglese?&lt;br /&gt;英語を話すか。&lt;br /&gt;너는 영어를 말하는가?&lt;br /&gt;você fala o inglês?&lt;br /&gt;¿usted habla inglés?&lt;br /&gt;هل تتكلم اللغة الانجليزية؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a very colourful world and it is beautiful to live in, So in the last couple of years I was wondering about so many things in life such as: why do we look different? why do we need to drink water? and such questions that any 5 years old asks his parents for answers and most of the times the Father or the Mother are going to mumble gibberish out and not know how to answer their own kids unless they are smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a kid I was the curious kid that annoys adults with questions like: how far is the moon from earth? why do we have the moon? why do Chinese people have small tight eyes? (No offense love the Chinese People), why do Arabs, Persians, Jews and the Italians have too much hair and big noses? (I don't mind these people they are cool too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now recently I have been wondering about lots of things, that too many people can not answer for me or if they answer it, it sounds very illogical that it scares me when they talk, yesterday I was talk with a friend and out of no where he reminded me that my Arabic is not fluent no matter how much I try to speak or practice, I speak English too, which I'm really bad at as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefore while we were having a quit a drive around the city sometime around midnight, I was quiet in the car thinking about one thing only which is why do people only speak English and why English as a language is now days our universal mean of communication, I don't really have a mother tongue which sounds weird but yet true unless you want to consider Ba7rani mixed with Persian, English and Russian whenever I want to express my self a language then yeah it is my mother tongue language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I had this thought in my head I didn't even ask my friend who was humming to some song on the radio, it is because I knew that he has no imagination and he wouldn't know what it means even if you hit him in the head with it, so i kept the thought to my self, I know English is the most common used language in the world because of so many factors which are the English Empire that rose once upon a time sometime in the last century, and the fact that lots of middle eastern people have a mother land which is of course England "we are Indians and we have a culture that we are proud of and we have a mother which is England" Russel Peters (American with Indian origins comedian), and of course lets not forget my favorite enemy which is the American media that transmits it's poisons to our youth brains on daily basis with meaningless drama and unethical display of stupidity (pimp my ride, the American office show, prison break, survivors, legally blond and of course the movie that makes me sick and hate the Idea and hate the way that Americans love to represent them selves as the modern age Romans which is the movie 300 and especially that the situation now is not that calm, (who are the Americans to defeat the Persians? THE UPCOMING WAR IN CASE YOU ARE TOO THICK)).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think that we should imagine what would the world be if we had to speak a different language anything but English or in other words American accent English where you have to speak PRETTY DAMN SLOW AND PRONOUNCE EACH AND every letter uhhh, the whole idea of trying to imitate the way or the American accent drives me insane, I love American as people I met lots who were smart and sweet but yet it is just their media and few things here and there that I dislike in their culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway at the end if you actually read whatever I wrote wish you the best of luck and if you are American I really have nothing against you, no hard feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;br /&gt;До скоро встречи &lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt; I love this song&lt;br /&gt;مع السلامة&lt;br /&gt;خدا حافظ&lt;br /&gt;arrivederci&lt;br /&gt;再見&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-4457737302877766429?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/4457737302877766429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/sprechen-sie-englisch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4457737302877766429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/4457737302877766429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/sprechen-sie-englisch.html' title='حرف انجليزي تو مزن؟, sprechen Sie Englisch?  Ты говорите по английскую язык?'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2656017366755100741</id><published>2007-07-14T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='домой'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>HEAVEN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i149.photobucket.com/albums/s50/beautxnightmare/kiev.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day I wake up look at my self and I deny the fact, the world around me and everything that surrounds me, I read the news I watch TV but I had enough with the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Feel sick to my stomach and I'm tired of the whole thing, people eyes the way they look at me while i walk the street alone and afraid from everything that walks near me or talk  to me, I might shock you to still have my sane brain in my head but don't be deceived by the way i walk or talk with my head up high I'm completely destroyed in the inside of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0W80vhLiBQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N0W80vhLiBQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day I just smile and I know there is somebody special waiting for me out there I know this for a fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a part of this song pushes my buttons, really! it is not a laughing matter when an adult like my self feels the way I feel now days, it is hard to live alone but it is very hard when you live away from your beloved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave with this song and a picture of one the best cities on earth a place where I love to be HEAVEN to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2656017366755100741?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2656017366755100741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/heaven.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2656017366755100741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2656017366755100741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/heaven.html' title='HEAVEN'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-6370262769462320884</id><published>2007-07-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAIN EVIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i177.photobucket.com/albums/w230/marinesofhalo/white-power-flames.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this, it is a disturbing image and what this image represents, I'm not white yet not black but I'm not here to discuss my ethnicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Power or the KKK are I have no fear for, even those black thugs in the streets of NY or any other American state i do not fear them, Punks in London's underground or Neo  Nazis in Germany, whole of Europe and Russia for my surprise they don't scare me, Russian mafia yeah they sound scary but bare in mind what would they do with a guy like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these people I have mentioned above are big times bad boys, and if you don't believe me watch American cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But trust me these people are just novice villains if you compare them to the ones you view their pictures below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e257/jgivensfisher/terrorist.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is going with me is that I'm going insane (not that anyone would care), but i have thought about sharing my story with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the last few months I have been subjected the worse insults that I have heard in my whole entire life, heard some weird comments people giving Me evil looks just because of who I'm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is sectarian hate, I don't understand why and I'm dazzled for the fact that a guy with a long beard as soon as he hears me speak my native tongue he gives me these looks and it is very sick and very evil to the extent that one day i received a call asking me which sect of Islam I was following the call was very scary and i felt weird for days after it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the stupid morons who ask me if I had a tail or still do have it, there is   people that will just try to harm you in any possible way and that is because of who you are, I HAD ENOUGH really I'm going crazy I lost hair, I lost money, I have a terrible toothache and on top of all of this these morons hating me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going insane, I have no feelings in me  what so ever now days I lost sense of time, life, fun, morals and everything I used to have and was brought up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm not even Muslim which those idiots do not understand and do not know and if they know it could be even better for me at least the hate will be less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God's sake I don't understand why do people just hate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-6370262769462320884?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/6370262769462320884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/plain-evil.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6370262769462320884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/6370262769462320884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/plain-evil.html' title='PLAIN EVIL'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-5825461182769520577</id><published>2007-07-11T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.516-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='believes'/><title type='text'>Faceless People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v684/evilgirldawn86/Just%20Pictures/AfghanistanSuicideBombers.bmp" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Group of people or a society is ruled by morons just like the ones in the picture you'll end up with something like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t263/salaamsista/statueofliberty.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong here I'm never a fan of America or the American way of living of ethics, never thought of the American dream because i believe it doesn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I believe strongly that the lady of freedom means a lot to so many different types of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She represents the freedom of expression and the freedom of living your life the way you want to live it (Another thing you can't find in "Amreeka").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the control of media is so strong it effects our daily lives, to the extent that you might find people dressed up like Wu Tang gang members in Finland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youngsters now days just reject everything that is from their own society and culture and adapt to the Chaotic misery of lacking morals and ethics and surrender to lowest levels of indecency that, for an example in our current time it is so cool and it is so acceptable to call a young lady a bitch while young men take pride in calling them self pimps, either I'm too old or too decent to see what the world has become into now days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the whole our culture is different than yours, how some people will never adapt to some cultures, it is like getting a man from Alaska and making him live in the Arabian Gulf where it is hot all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also noticed that all of the world countries developed to the best not the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that there is people who just love to stay where they are, they never want to move toward the future in fact they would love it if they can still live in tents and watch over camels although they live in huge houses and villas but yet they are ill of the disease called insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claiming them selves the most righteous nation on earth using the oldest weapon on the face of the earth (religion) hating anyone that is not follower of their insanity, even their own cousin if you know whom I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/Iraqi_Shiite_women_covered_large.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to too many people the image above is something normal and it is a part of society, but to an American, a European or even an Asian it is dazzling and amusing that women are totally covered like this, or in other words as i like to call them the Faceless People, and that name i came up with for a reason which is how different are these people than the infidel west which they declare jihad against everyday how different are they from the capitalist west which some how enslaves women in some what way, which is not obvious to untrained eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image of women in the media especially the infidel west capitalist TV and etc is not that great because women in the media is nothing but a women of the night (whore, prostitute, slut, commonly used now bitch (women of low status or low ethics or popular) it is too confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So therefor the women in the west is nothing but a sexual object no more no less, brainless obedient sex slave, if you think about it you'll realize what I'm talking  about Best example the cheerleader culture and the pop nation that is going on now days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The irony here is, if you look at these morons the first image women in their culture is nothing but a slave too, She is, think about it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to vote&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to talk ( in some countries )&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to travel alone ( in some countries )&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to drive ( in some countries )&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to choose her spouse ( in some cultures )&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to refuse sex if for no reason with her husband for no good reason for over 3 nights or days&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to decide her future&lt;br /&gt;*She has no right to speak her mind&lt;br /&gt;*She is considered a house hold item ( in some countries )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go, women is nothing but a slave, a faceless creature that walks the earth for only 1 good reason in the eyes of their rivals Almighty MAN of the desert with lots of facial hair, to be a sex object and a children producer (babies making machine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who doubts that a women can be anything if she put her min into it is a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A women can be a teacher&lt;br /&gt;A women can be a mechanic&lt;br /&gt;A women can be a builder, a factory worker, a interior designer, an architect or anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why I wonder women are the so enslaved?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-5825461182769520577?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/5825461182769520577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/faceless-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5825461182769520577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/5825461182769520577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/faceless-people.html' title='Faceless People!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8064512515850844078</id><published>2007-07-10T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.521-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teeth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apearance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>It is about the looks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w303/PalCrap/bad-teeth.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I spent the last few years living a misery with my teeth looking really bad to the limit that i can't even smile, it all started when I had an accident and I ended up looking like a complete freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really mind the first few months since i was a teenager i thought i was kinda cool telling everybody that I was in a fight to brag about how strong and fearless I'm, But later on in life as i grew older and wiser i discovered that it is all about the looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through out high school i was known for being a bad boy, so i didn't mind having such notorious reputation, but sadly it hits only when you face the real world out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you go for a job interview and i have been to loads of them they usually call you first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the times if they call me they sound really interested in hiring a smart mouth like my self but as soon as they lay eyes on me their views of things change or in other words as soon as open my mouth to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong here I don't have a self esteem problem but on the contrary i have pride in the way I look and the way face is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted this just to talk about on thing which is have men the right to have a make over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't make them look feminine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What extent of a make over is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it a sin to make our selves look better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do women find a man who is not bald and has amazing teeth and facial features attractive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these question i had in my head for years and i have been wondering about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on top of looking like crap I suffer a horrible toothache been walking around with a bottle of XYLOCAINE (anesthetic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g15/Jdpaulus/toothache.gif" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now finally I'm considering going to a Dentist so he can have a look and see what he could fix in there, my advice to anyone young boy\girl take good care of your teeth brush them, don't ever smoke, don't eat lots of sweets, and if you have the bad teeth gene in your blood like me try to go to a specialist who might be able to help you in the return of huge sum of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks aren't everything but they definitely play a big role in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8064512515850844078?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/8064512515850844078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-about-looks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8064512515850844078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/8064512515850844078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/it-is-about-looks.html' title='It is about the looks!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-528667542866962843</id><published>2007-07-09T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aymen Al-Hamad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bahrain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tiёsto'/><title type='text'>Tiёsto WHAT? (Aymen's side of the story).</title><content type='html'>The real story behind the concert that had place in the marina club on the 4th july 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w24/sxiruthie/8477ff60.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people have pointed fingers at the promoter Aymen Al-Hamad who happens to be a good friend of mine and while the concert had place in Bahrain i was busy working in Saudi Arabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the last few days since the concert was held i heard lots and lots of rumors about how the promoter have dissapeard and tried to steal the money and how Tiёsto was waiting in his hotel room waiting for a car to drop him to the venue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds so absurd to the extent that no sane 3 years old would believe it, how come it is posted on the website?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as I'm writting Aymen Al-Hamad is on my right hand and we were talking about what happend and how did the concert go and all i can say is that i'll post his side of the story, and i hope it will answer all of your questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess ill ask Aymen a couple of questions and I hope I cover most of what you guys were wondering about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q1: What happend in the concert?&lt;br /&gt;Aymen: Everything was great till 1:30am and then i guess Hanan the Mc and Tiёsto not showing up drove the crowed mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q2: Why didn't Tiёsto play in this concert?&lt;br /&gt;Aymen: He refused to recieve the rest of his payment in BHD, which ended up in an argument between Tiёsto, Dimitry (Tiёsto's manager) and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q3: Why did you escape or try to run away from Bahrain?&lt;br /&gt;Aymen: When you have over 3000 angry fans looking for you and some of them have threatend to kill or inflect phsyical pain on Me i had no other alternative but hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q4: Is there any plan to refund the money of tickets to the people?&lt;br /&gt;Aymen: on www.facebook.com i have started a group to refund people's money and tonight there will be a press conference to decide how to refund the money and make every body happy the link to the group: www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=2452822229 so anybody who can prove that he went to the concert and baught a ticket please be assured that your money will be refuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Aymen has proved to Bahrain that it is not a scam and yet he has a new suprise for Bahrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/DSC00230.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering How come a guy who help and organized a concert like ATB last year why would he run a scam on the people so i hadto start the investigation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope i found the truth to answer all the questions that lots of people had in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-528667542866962843?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/528667542866962843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/tisto-what-aymen-side-of-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/528667542866962843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/528667542866962843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/tisto-what-aymen-side-of-story.html' title='Tiёsto WHAT? (Aymen&amp;#39;s side of the story).'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-2805688949485535560</id><published>2007-07-08T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I HAD ENOUGH</title><content type='html'>If I'd ask anyone and I mean it ANYONE, Which pictures do you like the best I'm pretty sure he or she will say picture No. 2 and it is obvious why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u195/kitkat1242007_photo/desert.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i168.photobucket.com/albums/u193/kgula_cyp/forests040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy or what some times i feel that I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet home I'm coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-2805688949485535560?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/2805688949485535560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-had-enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2805688949485535560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/2805688949485535560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-had-enough.html' title='I HAD ENOUGH'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-547050111433496615</id><published>2007-07-08T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.534-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='culture'/><title type='text'>Cover your women!</title><content type='html'>Zdravstvuiti....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poslednie dni ja bil zanjat, skoro ja budu pozhenen i moja devushka sprosila mne pered venchanie "a ja nado odevat platok posle zamuzhestvo?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ja ne musliman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tolko ja ne musliman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/rron183l.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me if this is not funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-547050111433496615?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/547050111433496615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/cover-your-women.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/547050111433496615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/547050111433496615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/cover-your-women.html' title='Cover your women!'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-9210388454628486215</id><published>2007-07-07T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White Wedding</title><content type='html'>I remember the days i used to say i will never get married and how i was a fond of some of my older brothers friends who never got married and they were living the LIFE vacations and stuff that guys do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm telling you it is not easy doing this marriage thing first you have to plan your life, then you have to plan a wedding, then you have to plan kids and with that comes planning their education and changing diapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Wife to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q108/marj69/FUNNY/Wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the whole paper process is driving me CRAZY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll **** my *** off in the wedding party and before and after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might end up looking like the couple on the cake lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-9210388454628486215?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/9210388454628486215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/white-wedding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9210388454628486215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/9210388454628486215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/white-wedding.html' title='White Wedding'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q108/marj69/FUNNY/th_Wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-7350500057645630493</id><published>2007-07-06T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stuff'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/elyd9bLKqj8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/elyd9bLKqj8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check this out, He is so good with the guitar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-7350500057645630493?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/feeds/7350500057645630493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7350500057645630493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6905180997123174312/posts/default/7350500057645630493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Ali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05847400395616216673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OtBEp3z_0Ww/SWAsf68nZeI/AAAAAAAAAE0/PM3YMUZiN1U/s1600-R/DSC00230_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6905180997123174312.post-8217843700482375165</id><published>2007-07-05T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T05:28:30.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE BAHRAIN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i63.photobucket.com/albums/h144/flymenian/Image124.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Isn't our country just too beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken somewhere on the highway in winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6905180997123174312-8217843700482375165?l=bahrainikalinka.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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