Sometimes life seams to shatter, like one of my favorite song says, and it is very true.
But the secret is to pull it together before it shatters even more. The main thing to do so is to have a good friend who helps you make your life together or not to shatter any further.
To help you rise up, smile to problems and defeat the loss.
This friend is one of those friends who helped showing me the light after the long tunnel of darkness..
His name is Eduardo Peraza, he is also a blogger and below is his blog:
http://thanatosleporidae.blogspot.com/
Thank you my dear friend for being there for me all the time and for clearing my vision and my way.
I wish you all the happiness and the success
Wish you have your Phd
I believe in you mi amigo
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Baghdadanne
This website is created by a friend of mine who is a diplomat in Baghdad.
I found is very amazing that a foreigner fell in love with my city to the degree he created a website to document his journey there.
Below is the link:
http://www.baghdadanne.com
enjoy it.
Also he added lots of photos for my city.
What a lovely work, thanks Anne and Mike
I found is very amazing that a foreigner fell in love with my city to the degree he created a website to document his journey there.
Below is the link:
http://www.baghdadanne.com
enjoy it.
Also he added lots of photos for my city.
What a lovely work, thanks Anne and Mike
Friday, November 14, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Bombing Pictures
For the Saturday boming, It turned out that it was a " STICKING BOMB" a new invention by the terrorisits; where a person sticks a bomb or an Explosive device into the bottom of the car, it became very common in Iraq these days, for our neighborhood only, the bombing of Saturday was the second.
Here are some pictures:
Here is the pharmacy beside the carpenter on the right, in this picture on the right below the car, there is a cat toren apart with its inner parts outside, the good thing it appears far in this picture because the scene is very disturbing.
Another picture from another angle, appearantly, the fron car was parked near the other, but due to the bombing, it flew and landed upside down in front of our pharmacy, and they were burning. Both of the cars belongs to the owner of the building. Both are civilian cars belong to a civilian.
This is a close shot, the closest I got to a bombed car.
Here are some pictures:
Here is the pharmacy beside the carpenter on the right, in this picture on the right below the car, there is a cat toren apart with its inner parts outside, the good thing it appears far in this picture because the scene is very disturbing.
Another picture from another angle, appearantly, the fron car was parked near the other, but due to the bombing, it flew and landed upside down in front of our pharmacy, and they were burning. Both of the cars belongs to the owner of the building. Both are civilian cars belong to a civilian.This is a close shot, the closest I got to a bombed car.
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Bombing!
The passed days were kind of calm in Baghdad; bombing is so rare as well as violence in general.
Till today, it is Saturday, which suppose to be weekend for me but they called me at work and needed me there so I went, I came back early about 2:30 p.m. The first thing I did is turned on my computer and some music while changing; I was humming with some song playing when suddenly, very load bombing shook the apartment. I stopped for a while but it wasn't something I haven't heard before.
As time passed, my parents and I were talking at my brother's room, while dad was hanging his curtains and mum was fixing one, a friend of my brother showed up on his motorcycle calling my dad, which was kind of strange because my brother is out of town. My dad went to see him and suddenly came back inside, saying that the bombing was directly in front of our pharmacy. Dad changed and hurried there to see the damage and save what is left.
More than an hour ago, after my mother and I were worried sick and tired his cell phone which since he was so nervous, he left at home, he came back very tired, he said that the bomb or the explosive device was under one of the two cars of the building owner, right in front of the pharmacy, all the glasses of the pharmacy are broken, and one of the cars are turned upside down that it blocked the door of the pharmacy. For sure a lot of damage has been done. The TV there is broken, the medications the front window.
The good thing is my parents were home and not there, they come back home afternoon for lunch and to get some rest. So none of them got hurt.
My father just told me that news agencies covered the events and took pictures.
Till today, it is Saturday, which suppose to be weekend for me but they called me at work and needed me there so I went, I came back early about 2:30 p.m. The first thing I did is turned on my computer and some music while changing; I was humming with some song playing when suddenly, very load bombing shook the apartment. I stopped for a while but it wasn't something I haven't heard before.
As time passed, my parents and I were talking at my brother's room, while dad was hanging his curtains and mum was fixing one, a friend of my brother showed up on his motorcycle calling my dad, which was kind of strange because my brother is out of town. My dad went to see him and suddenly came back inside, saying that the bombing was directly in front of our pharmacy. Dad changed and hurried there to see the damage and save what is left.
More than an hour ago, after my mother and I were worried sick and tired his cell phone which since he was so nervous, he left at home, he came back very tired, he said that the bomb or the explosive device was under one of the two cars of the building owner, right in front of the pharmacy, all the glasses of the pharmacy are broken, and one of the cars are turned upside down that it blocked the door of the pharmacy. For sure a lot of damage has been done. The TV there is broken, the medications the front window.
The good thing is my parents were home and not there, they come back home afternoon for lunch and to get some rest. So none of them got hurt.
My father just told me that news agencies covered the events and took pictures.
Sunday, July 6, 2008
WHY?
That's how we areWhy?
What have I done?
What's my crime? For being born?
Life sentence, applicable since the day you are born....
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Chains
Breaking news...
Ingred..The Colombian- French politician held by the FARC for six years has been released, as well as other 14, with no single gun shut according to news agencies.
The world is celebrating, noise all over; I heard the news on BBC one morning when I was getting ready to go to work. It was really stunning and good news! News here, analyzing there, and a lot of attention.
Couple of days ago, I was discussing the news with a friend from Colombia, he told me that living in jungle as a prisoner of the FARC are very hard, they chain people and force them to walk for many miles. This phrase got me thinking; and comparing those prisoners to us, I mean Iraqi women:
Metaphorically, does that look like us? Or our situation? Prisoners by a large organization called traditions, ignorance and rigidity, chained by invisible chains called "people talk" and being forced to walk a hard, long road to go where that organization wants us to go.. Without mentioning the injustice and the torture.
Well, it is not metaphorically, it's technically!
Ingred complains that they held her for six years! Well, Ingred, I have something to tell you, millions of us is being held, chained and tortured all of our lives, since thousands of years ...
Yes, life in the jungle is hard, and life in the dark, wide, endless desert of ignorance, is way beyond hard...
Congratulations, and best wishes!
Ingred..The Colombian- French politician held by the FARC for six years has been released, as well as other 14, with no single gun shut according to news agencies.
The world is celebrating, noise all over; I heard the news on BBC one morning when I was getting ready to go to work. It was really stunning and good news! News here, analyzing there, and a lot of attention.
Couple of days ago, I was discussing the news with a friend from Colombia, he told me that living in jungle as a prisoner of the FARC are very hard, they chain people and force them to walk for many miles. This phrase got me thinking; and comparing those prisoners to us, I mean Iraqi women:
Metaphorically, does that look like us? Or our situation? Prisoners by a large organization called traditions, ignorance and rigidity, chained by invisible chains called "people talk" and being forced to walk a hard, long road to go where that organization wants us to go.. Without mentioning the injustice and the torture.
Well, it is not metaphorically, it's technically!
Ingred complains that they held her for six years! Well, Ingred, I have something to tell you, millions of us is being held, chained and tortured all of our lives, since thousands of years ...
Yes, life in the jungle is hard, and life in the dark, wide, endless desert of ignorance, is way beyond hard...
Congratulations, and best wishes!
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