In Iraq, sex is like snow

Long absence and loads of problems!

2011-11-20T13:52:00.001-08:00

Hi everyone! It's been nearly a year since I've published my last posting here. However, I'm having problems with my blog and I'm trying to overcome them. I'm expecting to get back here soonish. Wait for me, guys! The annoying Iraqi is back! :P

Happy New 2011

2010-12-31T07:02:00.000-08:00

New Year count down is about to begin. Here's sending my choicest blessing of cheers and joys galore and wishing you a wonderful year 2011.
New Year promises fresh start and fill every heart with hopes and aspirations. Here's sending my wishes of love and laughter this day and forever.
New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of silence among created things that the passage of another twelve months may be noted; and yet no man has quite the same thoughts this evening that come with the coming of darkness on other nights. As the new year takes the flying start, may it brings peace of heaven to your house and fills your heart with grace and glory. Wishing you 365 days of unstop laughter and good cheers.

p.s I'll try to edit this post later (or add a new post) with my highlights of 2010.

Happy new year again, fellas!

Stressed at work

2010-10-02T03:53:00.000-07:00

It's 2:00 pm and I'm here at work behind my desk in the office. My head is feeling numb and dizzy. The job is stressful and it is not that rewarding. I'm working as a network engineer in some ISP (Internet Service Provider) company. However, the company I am working for sucks major ass. Two annoying bosses, low-budget expenditures, one day weekend, a lousy salary, and our net service is a joke. I'm waiting till it is 3:00 pm so that I can leave for home. Home! I am not talking with my father for more than a week. Meh... I'm really feeling stressed out.

Eid in Baghdad

2010-09-09T23:53:00.000-07:00

Happy eid, everyone! Today is Eid al-Fitir! It marks the end of Ramadan, muslim's fasting month. Early in the morning on the day of Eid, muslims wake up to the sound of Allah Akbar – “God is the greatest” — from the minarets of nearby mosques. They go to the mosques for the Eid prayer which is followed by short speech "khutba" by the imam. After that, people meet, greet, and wish each other the best.
Since it is Eid and the end of Ramadan, breakfast is really important on that day. People go to buy kahi wa gaimer— a very delicious kind of pastry that Iraqis eat on special occasions. The pastry shop where you get kahi gets really crowded on Eid. You can wait for a while until you finally get your order — but is really worth it! Traditionally, parents give their children eideya — that’s a gift of money. Now comes the family gathering time. People throw on their new outfits. Relatives visit with one another — they talk, get nostalgic, laugh, discuss life, and listen eid songs. They drink tea and eat klecha — that’s a type of cookie baked especially for Eid.
Kids run around with their new Eid clothes — complete with shiny shoes — and they laugh and play. Usually thier parents take them to parks and restaurants. Al-Zawra'a Park & Zoo in Al-Mansour Area and almost in a central location of Baghdad is the destination of hundreds of baghdadi families during the days of eid. It’s located in Damascus Street. You can find lots of amusements here: children games, a zoo, exhibitions, a tourist’s map, am open-air theater, fountains, sculptures, lakes, coffee-shops, restaurants, sandwich kiosks, the Zawra Olympic Pool, the Zawra Tower ( a 54-meter tower with an Islamic dome with a round veranda under the dome that serves as an observation platform and yields a magnificent view of Baghdad).

On the top of the tower there is a level with a cafeteria and a level with a restaurant; the tower has an elevator. Zawra Park, a sprawling, 250-acre public park in central Baghdad, is one of the few open spaces left in the capital. It's seeing a resurgence of visitors, thanks to improved security in central Baghdad. In eid, where families still gather for picnics, teenage boys kick around soccer balls, young couples canoodle furtively under trees and children bury their faces in cotton candy.
Slowly, Zawra is coming back to life. Here are some pics of Eid Al fitir I wanna share them with you.

Happy eid, everyone!

50 meters

2010-06-20T16:27:00.000-07:00

Fifty meters was the distance between me and inevitable death.
I was trying to get a bus to go back home after a short day of work. I was walking in Mamoon street (Yarmouk neighborhood in western Baghdad) heading to Al Nissour Sq. in order to get a bus from there and go back home. It takes me 10 minutes by foot to get to that square. I pass by a state-run bank which is called The Trade Bank of Iraq, and also beside it, there is an office of Iraq's interior ministry where Iraqis apply for their national ID cards. It was about 11:00 am local time and usually this area at that hour as it was today is so crowded with people visiting both the bank and the office to get their stuff done. I kept walking and trying to lessen the terrible heat of our burning sun with a bottle of water and a wet handkerchief. Then, I felt like my ears were about explode and my lungs were jumping out of my chest. I then realized it was a heavy blast. I looked behind and I saw nothing but fire smoke and dust. Immediately, a rain of shattered stones and metal pieces were falling over. I stood amazed there for a minute but I was awakened by some bullets were fired by the Iraqi police and quickly I started to escape the bloody scene to a safer place. Another loud explosion occurred, leaving a huge giant of fire and a rain of flying pieces of iron falling from the sky. I raised my head above and I saw a large piece of a car's wheel flying in the air on the other side of the street. Then I sped up again and went to take shelter behind a few trees just to catch a breath. I couldn't believe what just happened. If I was 50 meters back or 2 minutes late, I could be dead. People were running in all directions. And ambulances and fire trucks invaded the scene. I looked back to check on the bloody scene but the smoke was killing my visibility. Anyway, I guessed that the explosions were targeting the Trade bank and the office of Iraq's interior ministry. Later, I heard on tv that each car was loaded with 80 kilogrammes (180 pounds ) of ammonium nitrate. A recent update mentioned that 33 people were killed and 52 others were injured. Five guards of the bank were among the dead and six others were wounded. While many of the victims from that blast targeting the interior ministry office were women, according to the Iraqi army. That truly is painful. Till this moment I do not forget how a man burst into tears as he was running towards the explosions. I'm sure many families have lost their beloved ones today and my family could have been one of those. I ask what is the guilt perpetrated by the poor families to face a horrible fate like that? What those innocent women and children did? Won't the violence and bloodshed stop in Iraq? Should ordinary Iraqis pay the political struggle in Baghdad? Can't those poor Iraqi families live in peace? Is there any light at the end of this long dark bloody tunnel?

The Hurt Locker vs Avatar

2010-02-05T16:14:00.000-08:00

Avatar and The Hurt Locker are going to go head to head next month for the Best Picture and the Best Director in what looks to be one of the most interesting Oscar battles. In one corner we have the box office dominating, big budget Avatar and in the other the gritty and critically acclaimed The Hurt Locker. The Hurt Locker is nominated for 9 Oscars, won Best Director and
Best Picture LAFCA Award and Critics Choice Award while Avatar is nominated for 9 Oscars,
won 6 Critics Choice Awards and 2 Golden Globe Awards. And let's not forget that filmmakers James Cameron, the director of Avatar, and Kathryn Bigelow, the director of The Hurt Locker, were once married, which makes it even more interesting!

I think this is my first time that I post something about movies and cinematic works here in my blog and as far as I am concerned I have seen the two films recently and, to be honest, I liked The Hurt Locker more because it is more related to me and my world than that Sci-fi movie. Despite liking Avatar my feet are firmly in the The Hurt Locker camp as it was the best movie of 2009 in my opinion. The Hurt Locker the best American feature film yet made about the war in Iraq. Finally some genuine Iraqi actors as Iraqis instead of Indians and Egyptians. Kathryn Bigelow met some Iraqi refugees when shooting the film in Amman and she casted refugees who had theatrical backgrounds "SPOILER ALERT" such as Suhail Aldabbach, who plays the role of a forced suicide bomber at the end of the film. And because the movie was shot in Jordan within miles of Iraqi borders, the scenery is more alike to that in Iraq.

Avatar is deserving of all the praise that it has gotten but I'm of the opinion that, while it deserves to be nominated for Best Picture, it doesnt deserve to win due to the formulaic nature of its story and bizzare characters. They were very one-dimensional. The men in The Hurt Locker have a lot more depth to them, in my opinion which elevates the movie to a higher
place than Avatar. Avatar, once stripped of its visual splendors, is only several steps above a film like transformers 2 in the cinematic food chain. If The Hurt Locker wins, then it will definitely make the Oscars much more exciting. In the past few years, the award has gone to smaller indie films (i.e. Slumdog Millionaire, Crash, No Country for Old Men) so I think The Hurt Locker has a pretty good chance of winning. However, the only way that will happen is if Avatar wins everything else (technical awards, director, etc.) and then they might give The Hurt Locker the big prize. Anyway, the winners will be announced 7th March so let's wait and see who will win the best picture award this year.

It's barbaric, but hey, it's home!

2010-01-19T04:54:00.001-08:00

I love this song! :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hPUAhSGZtvU&feature=related

Oh I come from a land, from a faraway place

Where the caravan camels roam

Where they cut off your ear

If they don't like your face

It's barbaric, but hey, it's home

When the wind's from the east

And the sun's from the west

And the sand in the glass is right
Come on down

Stop on by

Hop a carpet and fly

To another Arabian night
Arabian nights

Like Arabian days

More often than not

Are hotter than hot

In a lot of good ways
Arabian nights

'Neath Arabian moons

A fool off his guard

Could fall and fall hard

Out there on the dunes

My Broken Foot

2010-01-03T15:56:00.000-08:00

Is there a better way than to receive the first day of the year and your foot is broken? That's what I got here! A broken left foot!

At the evening of the 1st of January, I was coming down the stairs to fetch my cell. When I was on the 3rd lat stair, I decided to skip the last two stairs and I jump. Stupidly, I fell off the stairs on the left side of my left foot. I felt a terrible pain and I knew I broke some bone there but I tried to deny that and stand again on my feet. I pulled myself together and stood again but I couldn't hold it to stand on my injured foot. I quietly went to my bedroom hopping with one leg. I convinced myself it's only a bruise and I will get better in the next day but I was wrong.

I woke up in the morning and my left foot was swollen. Nobody was home though; my father was at work, my brother and sisters were at college and my mother went shopping. Anyway, I could handle it with one leg and I brought some ointment and put some on my swollen foot and then I bandaged it. Later, my mother found out about my foot and went crazy ofcourse but I assured her that I was ok. In fact, she couldn't see how bad my foot was because it was bandaged. Anyway, my foot didn't get better as the pain and swelling didn't go away. This morning I decided to see a doc and told my mother about it who hurried to get me a taxi and drag me to the hospital.

As soon as we got there, a paramedic hurried to me with a wheelchair and asked me to sit down on it.. "No! Thank you! I can manage!" I said. but the Paramedic replied: "but your foot is injued, boy!". I didn't pay to him any attention as my mother brought me a crutch. Later, I was examined by a doc who said that I have a fracture in my instep and he sent me to an orthopaedic to splint it. The orthopaedic was very nice as he told me he's been in this field for more than 25 years. He told me that in the same year I was born, he did his 1st operation in his career. "It was terrible at those days because we were in Al Qadisiya war" he meant the Iraqi-Iranian war. "I had to splint about 20 to 30 people a day" he added. Then, he told me to come and see him again in five days. I went out to find my mother was crying! She called my father and she couldn't hold it and she cried... "What the.. Mother?! What are you doing?!" I felt ashamed and sorry for being such a clumsy son! It's my 1st time that I break some bone of me.

Anyway... Here are couple of photos:

Ok, fellas! The moral of the story is : Don't jump off the stairs!

Welcome, Twenty Ten!

2009-12-28T13:12:00.000-08:00

'm sorry, fellas, for being lazy and idle. I didn't have the chance to publish many posts this year as it has been one busy task. I hope that the good Lord keep you in good health and spirits all through the year. This moment, I wish the best for you and everything that surround you. May God bless you.
Happy New Year, everyone!

Now I will leave you with some cartoons.. I hope you like them.

Another Day in the Countryside

2009-10-10T00:47:00.000-07:00

Last week i was visiting the countryside in Anbar, the birthplace of my father and grandfathers. It was my first time there since March 2005. I was invited to my cousin's wedding who he's 19 years old only. Many reasons forced me not go there to the countryside earlier and the most important reason that the whole Anbar governorate was dominated by Al-Qaeda and other terrorist armed groups who terrorized the local citizens there and excuted many of them. My other cousin told me that it was a knightmare for him when a bunch of gunmen attacked him in the middle of the road and forced him to stop and get out of his car. They took him blindfolded to their headquarter and began to interrogate him in a voilent way. He still has faint remarks of bruises and contusions. They were checking if he was a member of the Iraqi police or working as a spy for the Americans. After 5 hours of merciless interrogation, they released him and blindfolded him again and drove him to nowhere, where he freed himself and got back home dead exhausted and horrified.

Another reason I don't like to go there; most of Iraqi villages are pretty sexists. I find that very depressing. I detest sexism! *sighs*

Anyway, I had fun there in "Jezeera" village. I swam down the river although it was a bit windy. I also milked a cow by myself only and without any help from any other person. In fact, it was my 3rd time to milk a cow. The early two tries were done by an assistance of my aunt. :P

I had taken couple of photos and I'd like to show you some of them,

Here's my cow after doing the milking process! I let a cousin to shoot a vid but I forgot to take it later. :(

My uncle's garden! Here where I spent my days in that village. Too bad they didn't let us to play football. :((

Lovely nature, isn't it?!

Green Green Green! Green is the colour!

An ewe and her little baby sheep! Her other Little baby is shown below.

The little lamb to my father: "What the hell are you doing?!".

Notice that the black n white appears above is the twin of this black white-headed babysheep below. Weird!

My father is trying to fool the little lamb.

A view on the river Euphrates. Here where I usually swim whenever I visit the country.

You can see here, the GSM base-station tower (aka base-station antenna) that porvides coverage of mobile communication services for this rural area!

I forgot to mention that I was busy helping my other cousin, Omar, in his new house construction works. Here are some photos....

Here's Omar and he's pushing a cart full of debris. Thanks god, the weather was nice that day! We didn't get exhausted much at that sunny day.

Ok, guys! Let's take a break! Their house from inside! Except the one in the stripy green shirt on the left who is my brother. All of the rest are my cousins but from different uncles and aunts all from my father's side. They are 4 uncles and 3 aunties.

Kids! Those two little goblins didn't let us work in peace. They drove us mad and they didn't care about us whenever we yelled at them. At the contrary, they get more evil! My cousin, Omar, was spending the day chasing them. That was hilarious indeed.

Finally, I want to close this posting with this cute little girl pic, Dima! She didn't leave me, wherver I went she went. Cute, isn't she?!

Lake Habbaniya

2009-08-25T06:14:00.000-07:00

I was intending to make my own posting about Lake Habbaniya one day, but I guess you should check this out as it is mentioned in the NewYorkTimes.

LAKE HABBANIYA, Iraq — A few hours outside Baghdad in the middle of Iraq’s vast western desert is a sight that could understandably be mistaken for a mirage: a long, sandy beach filled with thousands of people swimming and dancing barefoot under the hot sun without apparent care. A disc jockey — “Mr. D. J.,” he calls himself — is shouting into a microphone over a thumping Syrian dance song and blurts out something remarkable in its ordinariness.“A shoutout to everyone from Baghdad!” he says in Arabic.“Yea!” responds the crowd that has gathered around him.“Everyone from Adhamiya and Sadr City who came from Baghdad, show me what you got!” Mr. D. J. yells, referring to two neighborhoods in the capital — the first almost exclusively Sunni, the second nearly entirely Shiite.In response, energetic dancing breaks out all around, and Sunnis and Shiites share a rare moment of careless bliss together. It is amazing, but it is real: for the first time since the outbreak of the sectarian war in 2006, Iraq is enjoying a beach season.The water at Lake Habbaniya in Anbar Province is muddy, and today, a sandstorm has blotted out the sun. Back home, few people have air-conditioning or dependable electricity. And already this month, hundreds of Iraqis have died in the violence that continues to envelop the country.All that, say the sunbathers, is why a day at the beach is so important. “I’m here to get away — from the bombs in Baghdad, from the sound of generators,” said Aya Alshemari, a 22-year-old college student who, despite the fact that she was wearing a modest T-shirt and jeans, was drawing the gazes of dozens of male beachgoers. “We’re here to have a good time. There’s no difference between Shiite and Sunni. We are all Iraqis.”Most people had driven their cars right onto the sand, pulling up next to the water. And because it is Iraq, each vehicle has been carefully checked for explosives and every beachgoer frisked for a suicide bomb vest. On this particular August day, though, there is nothing more harmful than 115-degree heat and high-calorie food: beef and lamb kebabs, biryani, fried kibbeh. A few young men take furtive sips of cold beer. Read more!

Lake Habbaniyah, is a shallow natural lake in al-Anbar, Iraq, west of Baghdad. It has a surface area 140km². Traditionally the lake has been used to hold floodwater from the River Euphrates, and in 1956 a barrage was constructed at Ramadi for this purpose. The lake was also used for recreational purposes.

In the late 1930s and 1940s Lake Habbaniyah was used by Imperial Airways as a refueling point and hotel for flying boats flying from the United Kingdom to India. Nearby on the banks of the Euphrates had already been established the Royal Air Force airbase of RAF Dhibban, later renamed RAF Habbaniya.

Habbaniya is now also the site of a major United States military base known as Al Taqqadum.

1, 2, 3 I'm free!

2009-08-01T10:17:00.000-07:00

Yeaah! I'm free! No more college, no more study, no more boring books, no more freaky lecturers, no more scary tests or exams. I'm an engineer now, or at least that's what they said! ;)
I'm sorry, I've been so lazy to post something over here. But since most of you know me either from Facebook or Y! messenger, I guess u know about my graduation.
Now after finishing college, I need to find me a job. I went to couple of interviews and they told me to wait for a phonecall but so far I haven't recieved any of their calls. :(
By the way, now I'm available online. I have purchased a wireless internet service at home. Therefore except the times of the power cuts or the times when my PC go crazy, I can be available. ;)
See ya later!

Gradutated as a Grim Reaper!

2009-05-10T10:13:00.000-07:00

To disguise as one of the dreariest death symbols in your what supposed to be significant day of your life, is something weird. But since it is a masquerade party, i guess it would be a cool costume to wear. (in the picture below I'm trying to reap out a life of some poor fella :P)

Just to let you in the picture, most of the colleges and universities in Iraq hold two graduation parties for their seniors just before the end of the scholar year.

Those two parties are:

1st. Graduation photograph shooting session (Casual is required); and it is set up usually in middle of April. In that day, memorial photos are taken for the seniors with their teaching staff and college council. After shooting the picture, the students head to a concert hall to continue celebrating this day.

2nd. Masquerade; and this party is set on the begining of May. Each group of students is free to choose a costume to wear. The party is held within the (university/college)'s perimeter. You can enjoy the loud (sadly Iraqi) music presented by the DJ, you can have fireworks in the daylight, and taking photos.

In fact, I wasn't interested much in such parties and I talked about this earlier here on this blog. I even didn't want to join my classmates in this party beacuse most of them are not friends, they are just colleagues. Besides, the first ideas of what costume we should wear was simply sucky. Some said that we could wear fishermen, others suggested sailors, a group called to choose a folk Kurdistani custome. The most dreadful idea is to dress as business-men!Until, I and some dude were chatting about this band british band grim-reaper. And hence, it came the idea of our costume. Of course it wasn't easy to convince the rest of our partners to apply this scary theme for a graduation party. But after bringing a sample of the "grim reaper" costume and let everybody tries it, all were happy to wear in the masquerade.

I tried as best as I could to look like a grim reaper. I painted my face in black and white, I nail-polished my finger nails with black. The scythe was also important. I couldn't believe how many ppl asked me to take a photo with them. I even scared a young child and the more I tried to calm her down, the more she was feeling scared. I hate that feeling, I used to get scared of those damn things when I was a kid.
The best part of the party is that I took many many pictures with chicks. All of them said that I was acting the role of the grim reaper seriously. The number of chicks and dudes take photos with me made me to feel like I was a celebrity.

1 more left

2009-03-13T07:40:00.000-07:00

Hey, guys!
Guess what! I passed all my 1st semester exams! *bounces* Now I have 1 last semester left and i get graduated. :)
My semester ends at the end of June. It took me a lotta hard effort to pass those terrible exams. I was worried of failure. Great news before my birthday! :)

My 25 random things

2009-02-14T06:24:00.000-08:00

Rules: Once you've read this, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, you have to write them back to me as a mail or a comment. It's because I want to know more about you.

1. I'm kleptomaniac
2. I have such a low self-esteem
3. Ants are my favorite pets.
4. I have never been in love, no matter how hard I tried to find it. And it kills me sometimes.
5. I find myself a better person when I'm in sorrow.
6. I always have this daydream of being a famous skilled footballer.
7. Call me weirdo, but I dislike cars.
8. I had a vid on YOUTUBE of me being kissed by a guy in a swift sudden move. Arrrgh!
9. I'm afraid of heights.
10. When my best friend passed away, I cut myself and I found much relief.
11. I had a temporary blindness for couple of hours.
12. I have the hots for the girls who smoke.
13. I gave oral to a teen girl. It was awesome but I regret it. *sighs*
14. I support death penalty. Rapists and misogynists deserve it.
15. I'm still virgin. *sighs even more*
16. One of my next plans to do after graduation is to learn Spanish.
17. I can hold my breath in water for about 4 minutes. I dare you!
18. Once I gave an anonymous present to a miss in the teacher's day. The present was an old bra and torn pair of socks. :))
19. I used AK47 once, shot one bullet in the air just for fun.
20. My wildest dream is to live in Europe.
21. Cloudy days make me feel depressed.
22. I never had a girlfriend.
23. I don't like to have breakfast.
24. I have never slept with a girl, but I find foreplay and caressing better than sex itself.
25. Happy Valentine everyone!

2009 Provincial Elections

2009-01-31T06:51:00.000-08:00

It's 31st of January 2009, the provincial elections. To be quite honest, I wasn't sure that I should vote this year for many reasons;
a. No specific candidate in mind to vote for. I'm not convinced with the majority of the parties and candidates listed in the election card.
b. Being skeptical about the integrity and impartiality of the elections. Rumors say that the last elections in 2005 there were several incidents of forgery reached a percentage of 30% of the whole voting process.
c. The curfew of the motor-vehicles, and the nearest voting center is about 2 km far.
d. I don't want that stupid ink stain to stick on my index.
One more reason to add is that I woke up this morning with a terrible earache. I wanted someone to shoot me in head and release me off from that pain. That reminded me by Melantrys when she had an earache. I wished if she was near to borrow her magnificent meds which vanishes the ache away. I took some eardrops meds but that wasn't good enough. But thanks to the wonderful Panadol, only 1 tablet was enough to draw the smile on my face again. (the script written in bold is not a promotion ad) :P
*is typing this post with an ink-stained index* what the f…?
Honestly, I felt that it would be a waste not to participate in such "democratic" processes. If I wanna criticize the performance of the government, the parliament, or the local councils, I should have at least participated in making the decision by voting for the side or the candidate I like. And to be more honest, I felt so fuckin' bored and it would be a great idea to walk out to get some refreshing air in such a beautiful winter sunny day.
I went to an election site and marked the same old bloc I voted for 4 years ago. They are secular but they didn't win many seats at that time. Hopefully this year they win. In fact, I hope everyone who wants to serve Iraq in real wins.
Iraqi official spokesmen stated over the media that security plans were firm and successful and they were 100% by Iraqi forces. Hmm, weird. Because I noticed the existence of US forces units near most of the checkpoints and main entrances of the election centers. However, they didn't intervene directly. Their job was like being supervisors.
anywayz. *is looking at his watch* it's 6:09 pm Baghdad local time. The voting is over. Luckily, no serious accident has been registered. Again, Everyone honest and wants to serve Iraq and intends to bulid Iraq to be a powerful and prosper country, I wish them all the success to achieve that goal.

Memories are not for sale

2008-12-27T05:56:00.000-08:00

Last weekend, there were mend and maintenance works in my grandparents' house. They are trying to patch it up again to be in a good shape. I'm afraid they intend to sell it. Grandma died recently after the death of my grandpa by 10 years bequeath that grand house with a small agrarian land and some trivial possessions.
Anyway, that house represents a special meaning to me. I spent most of my childhood years over there and always it brings back delightful and painful memories.
I was in the garret trying to gather, rearrange, and organize some stuff there, when I saw an old closet with few boxes surrounding it. I felt curious and I wanted to see what things were hidden there. I found things I didn't use to spot them for years, such as, my deceased grandpa glasses which he didn't like to put them on, my uncle's helmet, old watches…. etc.
I opened couple of the cardboard boxes and I found plenty of audio cassettes and videotapes. I remember that my mother used to listen for and watch most of those tapes when I was a kid. I quickly hurried to bring a recorder and try to play those magnetic tapes to find out if they were still valid or not. And to my surprise, they still can speak! Songs of the 70s, 80s and early 90s like, "final countdown" by Europe, "let it be" by Beetles, "brother louie" by Modern Talking, "big in Japan" by Alphaville, "eye of a tiger" by survivor and some albums for Bee Gees, Michael Jackson (when he was black :P), Pet shop boys, George Michael. Mom was a big fan of George Michael, but what a disappointment when she knew that she wasn't Georgie's type. I also found some box sets of famous blockbuster movies in the 80s (Rocky tetralogy, Indiana Jones, Conan the barbarian, Rambo, the good the bad and the ugly…. Etc. The amazing thing is each item of that stuff is in a good shape. When I asked about how could they survive so far. They answered me that my uncle (he's now in Ankara) was keeping them in this form.
I really got 20 years back and I felt sorry for selling this big house.
Anyway, I just wanna congratulate you, fellas! Merry Xmas and happy new year.
See you next year! ;)

The president of the Global States

2008-11-06T09:28:00.000-08:00

Lemme at first, congratulate you American people who voted for Senator Barak Obama and hope that he would lead your country to great success.
However, I think it's a bit unfair to restrict voting for the next US president to American citizens only. Who leads the White House leads the world. That's why; non-American people should have electoral rights to elect the president they like.
I'm not American, but if I had the right to vote then I would vote for Senator John McCain. The reason why I would vote for that aged senator is because of his attitude concerning the withdrawal of the US army troops out of Iraq. I totally agree with the republicans that the US troops shouldn't leave Iraq soon. There is a lot of work still need to be done on the ground. Iraq hasn't built strong military and Police establishments yet. Their army needs some more time to be strong, immune and firm against any possible threat.
Therefore, leaving Iraq alone is simply not the change we need, dear Obama.

Do women like sex??

2008-10-12T13:51:00.000-07:00

Jackie: Michael, what are you talking about?
Michael: I still can't get over you cheatin' on me. And I need to hear you apologize again.
And this time, maybe you should cry or give me money!
Jackie: No, Michael. I am not gonna beg for forgiveness. I didn't make you do that
when you cheated.
Michael: Well, that is totally different. When guys cheat, it's because they need some hot action. But when girls cheat, it's way worse, 'cause girls don't even like sex.
Jackie: We do too.
Michael: Well, why aren't we doin' it now?
Jackie: Because I don't want to do it right now.
Michael: I do. Point made. Thank you!

That 70's show
Season 4
Episode 26 - Everybody loves Casey

That scene was taken from the comedian TV series "that 70's show" which I consider it one of my favorite shows ever.
That conversation was between Jackie (Mila Kunis ) and her boyfriend Michael (Ashton Kutcher) who was explaining the reasons of why he cheated on her. That conversation led me to the following question: " Do women really like sex? "....

If anyone goes to any bar, cafe, party, BBQ, book club or sporting event (or any other place you're likely to find men and women) someone will be talking about sex, or more specifically who wants it more often.
That's why I kept digging in and browsing several webpages discussing this field and I got some conclusions from different points of view and here you are...

"It's fairly well accepted that men are more focused on sexual intercourse and other types of genital stimulation", says Marita McCabe, professor of psychology from Deakin University. "Women on the other hand are more likely to enjoy 'the precursors to sexual intercourse' and while they also enjoy sex, it's usually better for them if they're feeling connected to their partner".
McCabe says gender differences are also evident in the complaints men and women make when it comes to sex. Men tend to complain about frequency, whereas women are more likely to complain about the lack of intimacy in a relationship.

But how do men and women compare in regard to sex drive?
Experts discuss the differences between male sex drive and female sex drive.
"We like to think of men having the higher sex drive -- it's not always true, but more often, it is," says Eva Ritvo, MD, vice chairman in the department of psychiatry and behavioral science at the Miller School of Medicine, University of Miami.
It's a stereotype, it's a cliche, and more often than not, it's true. "Each person's sex drive is like an appetite: Some people spend their whole life in the kitchen and think about food all the time; some people can skip lunch," says Ritvo.

Some researchers have begun to question how we define sex drive -- insisting that we have only looked at it from a male model, so of course women come up short. The male sex drive model resembles a straight line: It is a "linear model of sexual response, where first they have desire, then arousal, then orgasm," says says Patricia Koch, PhD, associate professor of Biobehavioral Health & Women's Studies at Pennsylvania State University and adjunct professor of human sexuality at Widener University. For women, sexual interest follows a more meandering model. "Their drive is for emotional bonding and caring -- once they feel that, then they get aroused and interested," Koch says. "Women want and enjoy a lot more sex play than men want. It takes them longer to be stimulated through sex play than men," says Koch.

Therefore, When all the data is gathered and questions as answered, it would seem that women don't dislike sex and yes they can use it as a tool but it seems men are also guilty of that same crime. Women do use sex as tool as many believe this will get them the man to fall in love with them or marry them. Men also use sex as a tool. For men they believe sex is used when the woman needs something or wants something done and the man will only agree when the woman agrees to have sex with him. Women do use sex to get what they want, the ultimate goal is to achieve and orgasm. With the right man sex is their favorite pastime.
In good sex, there are no demands made and no judgments passed. Men tend to be intercourse-oriented, and women often need to be persistent and patient in teaching their partners that there is more to making love than just "doing it." The emotional bonding is great if there is intercourse, and great if there is not. It is wonderful if there are orgasms, and wonderful if there are none. It is fantastic if it lasts an hour, and fantastic if it is just a quickie. Above all, our sexuality should always be fun!

Tee hee, anyone who read this posting he'd think that I'm speaking from an experience. No, not even close! Unfortuantely, guys, I'm still virgin!!! When I'm gonna do it, I'll let you know! ;)
Anyway, pals! Before finishing this posting, I'd like to tell you that I'm gonna be back to college on next week. It was such a busy summer. I'm doing my work-outs reguarly and trying hard to shape my biceps.
I was busy to with my LAN workgroup. I and some of friends who live nextdoor decided to set up a small local area network to share files and play PC multiplayer games. Now we've connected about 8 PCs together playing at most of the time a strategy game called "the lord of the rings (The battle for Middle-earth II). Loads of fun!

*yawns*

Good night, guys!

Back in business..

2008-07-28T09:21:00.000-07:00

Hi, all!
Long time no see, eh? I'm sorry for being such a lazy ass but I will justify my long absence to the same old excuse: "exams and study". Infact, not only the study took me so long to stay outta sight. I really lost the enthusiasm of blogging (what a shame!) that's because I didn't find any interesting subject or issue to talk about... Anyway, I have to say that I'm OK. I have finished the exams and I'm supposed to enjoy the long summer holiday. I have passed all the the exmas of the 2nd course, however, I wasn't such lucky in the 1st course. I have one item to prepare for the 2nd round in September inorder to be a senior. :)
Since I have some free time, I decided to take advantage of it by going to gym. I intend to gain some weight and it seems I'm on the right path as my weight increased by 4 pounds (about 1.8 kg). I think I will renew my subscription another month. Hehehe, don't think that I'm planning to be the new gigantic Mr. Olympia like Arnie Schwarzenegger or Dorian Yates. Also one of the up-dates to mention is that I'm growing a beard. And here, I wanna assure you that I'm not turning into a fanatical bastard. ;) With new popped up muscles and a stylish beard I'm designing a different new look.
Anyway, I wanted to talk about this...
I was browsing my note-book couple of days ago, when I found this note:"August 21st 2004, Iraq has done it. the Olympic soccer champions have made it to the semi-finals". I remember I wrote this note just after Iraq's winning over Austuralia in the quarter final of the summer Olympic games in Athens 2004. Four years have passed since that day. Unfortunately, our olympic soccer team wasn't lucky this time as they failed to pass the preliminary stage of the asian zone. The other olympic teams (such as Basketball, Handball, vollyball... etc.) weren't luckier than the football team. Their poor results didn't prompt them to play in next Olympic Beijing Summer Games. Our teams failure is an expected result if we consider many effects:
a. The lack (absence) of the governmental support to the whole sport system in Iraq. The sportal foundations and establishments are left in wrecks.
b. The weak perfomrance of the Iraqi Olympic committee and its various federations.
c. Excluding soccer, other sports in Iraq are suffering from the insufficient interest and support by the public and/or the media.
That's why the Iraqi delegation was supposed to include only 7 athletes to participate in the olympiad in less than two weeks from now. However, the Iraqi public was shocked to know that Iraqi athletes have been banned from participating in the Beijing Summer Games by the International Olympic Committee because the government seized control of the country's olympic committee. It happend after Prime Minister Nuri Kamal al-Malinki 's government disbanded olympic committee and other national sports federations. Iraq's former Olympic committee was dismissed last month by government officials, who said the group was corrupt and not functioning properly. The Iraqi government then turned control over to its Minister of Sport. The transition was a violation of the Olympic charter, which requires national committees to be elected by sports federations in each country. Iraq's previous Olympic committee had been elected in 2004. The IOC ban would affect seven Iraqi athletes: two rowers, two sprinters, one archer, one weightlifter and one competitor in judo.
As far as I'm concerned, it's painful not to witness the flag of my country fluttering in such global carnival. I think it's a great loss espically for those seven of athletes after 4 years of challenge, insistence and hard training who were finally going to represent their country, they have to be terribly disappointed.

Sandman is walking around!

2008-04-18T04:49:00.000-07:00

A whole month since the last time I posted in here. I'm too busy these days with tons of works and assignments for my college. Anyway, I decided to post whenever there is a big important event...
Iraq was hit yesterday by sand storms resulted in the suspension of flights from and to Baghdad International Airport, and led to a poor visibility of less than one kilometre what compelled many citizens to stay home. The expertscities the negligence strategy «green belts» near the Sahara made Iraq the spring season of sand storms. The sand storm is coming from the east of the Mediterranean because of the difference in temperature between yesterday and the day before it. Sand storms cover most areas of Iraq and will move gradually to the southern areas simultaneously with the decrease in temperature. Also the scarcity of rainfall during last winter caused an increase sandstorms expected to occur in March and April of every year. Anyway, the weather got better this morning, but as I'm posting this article there are some yellowish heavy winds outside. I think the storm is being regenerated again.

Cheney's in town!

2008-03-18T01:12:00.000-07:00

Yesterday's afternoon on my way back home, it was normally to see the huge number of vehicles in Al Jadiriya where the Unviersities of Baghdad and Al Nahrain and some important offical departments lie. It is the rush hour. But at that hour all the roads lead to other districts of Baghdad were blocked. I saw some US armored vehicles and soldiers were proliferated. Therefore, I decided to walk till I get the "Two-layered Bridge" which was called previously during Saddam's regime by "The Leader's Bridge". It was about 20 minutes on foot to go from my university to that bridge. But when I got there, I was surprised when the US soldiers told the people that the walking through that point was prohibited. I asked one of the people there about how long they had been waiting in the streets, he answered me that they were waiting for about 2 hours. *pouts*
"I can't wait forever! It will get dark soon!" I mumbled and then I decided to ask a sweaty suntanned Yankee...
Me: "Hey, sir! Will it take so long?"
Yankee: "Oh, I've been here since couple of minutes... I don't know! No one is allowed to walkthrough the square". He meant the Alhurriya 'freedom' sqaure.
Me: "So, what's the big deal?"
Yankee: "Cheney's is in town! The vice-president."
Me: "Oh!".... "Oh, shit! We'll stay here forever!" I whispered based on the fact when Ahmedinajad visited Baghdad.
After that the exhasted yankee tried do some light aerobics.
Me: "Tough day, eh?"
Yankee *rolls eyes*: "Everday in Iraq is a tough day!"
Then the talkie he had informed him that the road would be open again in 5 minutes.
And indeed, the soldiers hurried to their Hummers and Humvees and left the sqaure. I took a taxi to cross the bridge and get back home. I witnessed from above the bridge some black armoured american made vehicles parking in rows near the house of "Abdul Aziz Al Hakim" Chairman of the Supreme Council of Islamic Revolution in Iraq.
When I got back home, the two "gentelmen", Cheney & Al Hakim, were on TV for a press conference.
I thought that Dick Cheney was visiting Iraq to celebrate with me and deliever G. W. Bush's congratulations on my birthday, but I was disappointed to know that Mr. vice-President was there in a middle-eastrn trip and he was visiting Iraq on the 5th anniversary of the war!! *sighs*
Hey, guys! Today, I'm 24! ;)

A visit to a bazaar

2008-02-11T01:02:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, I accompanied my mother and went to the main bazaar near to our neighborhood (Ad Dora Bazaar). In fact, I haven't gone there for more than two years since it was closed and evacuated when all that shit happened.
I used to visit that bazaar a lot since I was a kid. I bought my favorite collection of comics and magazines for kids from a small corner shop. People used to go there to buy their daily life needs, i.e. food (veggies, meat, milk products.. etc), clothes & textiles, house equipments, toys, stationery supplies. You could find also some pharmacies, barbershops, and shops for selling electrical and digital devices (mobile phones, PCs, TVs, washing machines, fans.. etc) and many many more.
One of the familiar themes of that bazaar is OPEN-AIR markets where things are usually cheaper than in shops. Also People used to meet and sell things from the back of their cars which known by "car boot sales".
Ad Dora bazaar was considered one of the largest bazaars in Baghdad if it wasn't really the largest. Thursday evening was the best time for young men to stop at that bazaar as girls often used to go shopping; such as clothes, lingerie, cosmetics and other girls' stuff.
However, the sinful hand of the terrorism didn't let the life to keep going in that bazaar as the turmoil and the death chapters arise. Lives of many innocent people were taken away unjustifiably. The whole thing started with murdering certain individuals; I remember they killed two guys one was selling birds seeds and the other was an old man who was selling cigarettes and matches. I was there when these two poor men were executed, I heard the gunshots but I hadn't witnessed that bloody scene. Later, the killing rate increased, more people were falling down and markets were closed one after another day by day.
Gunfights began to take place everyday between some gunmen (rumored from Al-Qaida) and Iraqi police. The US army often intervened to curb those militias.
Anyway, plenty of procedures and actions were taken to make that bazaar under control. I mean under the control of the American & Iraqi forces to restore stability and constancy to Ad Dora neighborhood generally and to its bazaar specifically. Yesterday, I felt that the life is flowing back in the veins of that bazaar. I can't claim that it's back 100% to its normal, no, The bazaar is changed a lot and many markets and shops are closed & some of them are destroyed by fire. And now you can find some giant masses of concrete are piled together to form walls to block some entries and exits. I asked my mother about the souk and she said that it is getting better there. My mother was there to witness the final days of the ruined souk before it was closed completely. I asked her also about that middle-aged guy who used to sell magazines, newspapers and comics and she answered : "Hon! May he rest in peace! He's been killed.". I really felt sorry about that man as if he was some relative of mine. It's like I've lost another bookmark of my childhood. And what the fuck he did to take a shot to the head? Do his newspapers or comics represent any kind of threat? That's bitchy!
Anyway, one can get veggies, fruits, eggs, meat, milk and milk products from there. You can get some equipments for your house from that bazaar. I saw some clothes markets are open! Ah, girls! You still can buy your cosmetics and lingerie as well. ;)
One funny thing I'd like to tell you about is that when mom and I were walking back home. It was afternoon and the streets were calm and quite when people were having their lunch or a nap. A scary bark broke that dead silence was coming out up from no where. It was an ugly dog running towards mom and it was trying to attack her. My mother made a funny scream and soon she began to run away. The view of his drooling mouth and scary fangs was frightening. However, I grabbed mom's arm* and as a quick reaction my mom slapped the dog with her purse. The dog stepped back and cancelled the idea of terrifying that woman. My mother didn't know if she was crying or laughing. The situation was thrilling but hilarious in the same time. We couldn't stop laughing until we got home safe.

* If you saw a dog running towards you, don't run. Stay calm and steady and try not to show your fear. Dogs can smell the fear inside you! Believe me, I had experienced this in real.

Wake up! It's snowing out there!

2008-01-12T00:21:00.000-08:00

Yesterday's morning, I woke up on my sister's voice saying "Wake up! It's snowing out there!". I heavily tried to look at the clock with half closed eyes... "Sis! It's a sick joke!" I replied. But she insisted to get me up and get outside to witness that unfamiliar event. Well, it was cloudy, therefore, I moved my bum out of my bed and grabbed a jacket and went outside. And "Hell yea, it's snowing!". It was amazing thing to watch and feel those soft white chips falling from the sky. They were melting as soon as they touch my warm hand. I've never expected to watch the snow falling on our city.
Anyway, it's cold over here in Baghdad these days. The electric power is off since the beginning of this year, the tap water is available in days unavailable in others, the mobile network coverage is very bad over my nieghborhood & the landphones are out of reach since only god knows when. But the important thing is the security stituation, which is kinda stabled. But I think as a human being, I have the right to enjoy a comortable lifestyle by providing the main civil services like (electric power, feul, water, land phones... etc.). Anyway, let's enjoy the view of snow and hope that the sex part comes later! ;)

Hi... I'm here!

2007-12-19T06:17:00.001-08:00

On Friday 20th of September at 08:45 pm I arrived to Baghdad after staying for a year in Damascus. Lots of ideas, expectations and predictions I had formed about Baghdad all the way long. Of course, many of you (blog-mates) are accusing me by being suicidal or lunatic to head back to Iraq during these critical days. But I had explained that to some friends and I'm gonna explain it to you again. I couldn't finish my study abroad because I can't afford the costs of the scholarship there… and that part stinks.. I know!Another reason that I wasn't pleased with the unfriendly...... Let's not talk about that.
Anyway, it was a dark night when I got to Baghdad; the power was out in most of the neighborhoods. When we got down from the bus, I hurried to the luggage box to take away our bags. Later, I hired a Taxi and then zoooooooooooooooooom back home.During my ride back home, I received an SMS from Melantry telling me that she was going to call me in few minutes. Of course she knew that it is insecure if I was outside to pick up and chat along in English, therefore, I had to reject the call. But later when I got home, mel called me again and this time it was Caesar there to answer!
I live in a neighborhood was considered till a recent while as the headquarter of the Al-Qaida militants in the capital. People here told me that they had lived their worst days during those months I had spent abroad. Many (Shiite) people were compulsorily displaced, others were killed, and others were frightened to death trying helplessly to survive.In result of the forcibly mass departure, some (Sunni) people who were displaced from other neighborhoods had to inhabit those desolated houses. Anyway, as a result of the "Baghdad security plan" many of Al-Qaida members are in custody, some are killed, and others had to runaway to other unsteady areas. Thus, the situation now is relatively safer than before. Some fellas told me that couple of days before my arrival, the Iraqi police accompanied by the US forces had found a dead body in a blank pitch just behind my house. Spooky, eh?
I had a walk along through my neighborhood to check the aftermath of those terrible events, and I found some houses were partly or completely ruined. There were also giant stacks of concrete blocking the main entrances of my neighborhood, therefore, there is one way (in and out) as both entrance and exit. They were hard months on those people of Baghdad. However, there is still a bright side…By time, with the appliance of "Baghdad security plan" and formation of councils of Sahwa (= Awakening) and alliance of the free good individuals of this country, security and stability are being restored to the capital step by step. Now the violence levels in Iraq has come to its lowest degrees and , in sha Allah, security will continue and get better over time. Now people are going regularly to their workplaces, colleges, schools, markets, etc. Some families are taking their kids in Eids and weekends to "Al Zawraa Park" which is a famous park (Zoo + playing field) in Baghdad. It's improving slowly and gradually here. When I first got to college, I was worried of that the recent event might affect some fellas *** as I was affected to an a certain level by the media. But thanks god, none of this is real. I'm enjoying the college with my friends whether they were Sunnis or Shiites.
Finally, I'm so sorry for that long absence. But I'd like to defend myself and say that I was busy like hell in the recent while, besides, I have no internet connection at home. I may get Internet service soonish. I promise to keep updating my blog. And lemme say: Happy Eid and Christmas and so.

Going Back Home

2007-09-19T06:24:00.000-07:00

It's confirmed, I'm heading back to Baghdad.... Since October 2nd I haven't seen Baghdad. A lotta thoughts and ideas I'm composing in my mind about that wounded city. Among all the bad and dangerous things that I have to avoid and take care of, I should put a new item to the list that is called by (Mrs. Cholera). Anyway, I'll do as Melantrys asked me...: "Don't drink tap water!". Ok, Mel! I won't! I'll die of thirst then :P No, I'm kiddin'! I'll boil the water in pots and then put it in the fridge. The bad thing about me going back home is that I had to cut my long hair. You know it's not safe to walk in the streets of Baghdad with a hair ends up to the shoulders. Anyway, I'll try to contact and keep in touch with each one of you!
God bless you all.

WE are the CHAMPIONS!

2007-07-30T12:19:00.000-07:00

In my wildest dreams, I didn't imagine that Iraq could win the Asian cup. Winning such tournament requires big efforts, a great support and a hard work to build and prepare a strong team that can vie the others. Those standards are available for many big teams such as; Japan, South Korea, China, Iran, Saudi Arabia and Australia ( the Aussies have joined the AFC "Asian Football Confederation" recently). Those teams belong to countries are known by their stable security and economic situation. Before the start line of this tournament, I hoped that Iraq would show an attractive performance and try to be a tough contender. Actually, the Iraqi squad had something more to say. They became on the top of the group on Australia after the exciting victory against "All Stars" Australia (3-1). Victories continued and Iraq was through to the semi-final again since 31 years ago. They had to play against South Korea "the giants of Asia" in the semi-final. The optimism became stronger and the hope was bigger this time. The Iraqi players believed that they could make the difference there, therefore, they translated the dreams of a whole nation into a remarkable show in the ground. And after a dramatic match that made the crowd out of breath, Iraq won the match on penalties (4-3). I think all of you have seen the celebration of the Iraqi people there in Baghdad. Thousands of people were dancing and partying the big event of reaching the final for the first time ever. But the fiends of death were not pleased to see the Iraqis gathering in big crowds with no difference or discrimination between Sunni, Shiite or Kurds, so, they tried to kill the joy and turn off the flame of unity and the result was a bombed car and 50 innocent people killed. To be quite honest, I couldn't sleep that night!
One of the poor women has lost her son in that brutal blast decided not to set up the funeral because she believed that the Iraqi team would win the cup. So, the Iraqi players made a promise to do the impossible to grab the victory in the final. And they didn't disappoint that poor mother and other 25 millions of Iraqi ppl. They beat the Saudi team by (1-0) and they won the asian title for the first time. As soon as the refree ended the match. hundreds of thousands of Iraqi all over the globe were out in the street partying the joy of the victory. As for me, I couldn't control myself and I went on crying like a baby. It was a great moment not for my own life only, but for millions of Iraqis I'm sure.
Iraq has won again. And no, 13! You ain't gonna hear the end of this!

Congratulations, Iraqis!

Idle hands....

2007-07-24T11:45:00.000-07:00

Ahhh! It's been a long time. But first of all, lemme thank those pals who kept sending mails asking about me and pushing me for publishing new posts. To be quite honest, my recent postings were controversial and arguable. More readers were dropping in as you can figure that from the site meter located at the bottom of this webpage. That's why I decided to look for spicy hot topics to post. Actually, I have several issues to talk about but I can't post anyone. Actually, I'm not feeling good these days. I don't have the enthusiasm to do blogging like before. Many reasons keep me blue and I don't want to mention them. You may all know that Melantrys did show up in Damascus last June. I had to play the role of a tour guide for that German lady. It wasn't her first time here in the middle east, she's been in Amman last year but unfortunately I couldn't make it to Jordan last year as I had a lot of work to do for my college's summer courses. Both of us were excited to see each other in person but we couldn't managed to arrange a meeting at that time. And then, I left Iraq ahead to Syria to join my family. I decided to make some money to visit new countries and spend the my summer vacation. Of course, I didn't think about going to Europe or the States cuz they would cost me so much money I can't afford. Therefore and as a beginning I thought about going to either Turkey or Lebanon. I cancelled the idea to go to Jordan. Iraqis living in Syria have some troubles that prevent them to cross the Jordanian borders. Jords suck!I told Mel about my projects and she said that she was ok to head for Turkey rather than Lebanon. Anyway, things went out in the opposite direction of my plans. Read Mel's posting,,, to know more about it. I couldn't believe myself when Mel told me that she would visit Damascus this summer. Earlier, she didn't like the idea of spending her vacation in Syria and I think you know why. She is naïve like most of the westerns who are being hypnotized by the media. Lol, I'm kidding. No offence! And here comes my turn, I was on a new mission! I must manage to find a lodging, plus I should find out about those travelers’ cheques.

From Caesar to Kitten... "Don't panic, dear!"

2007-04-29T07:42:00.000-07:00

I was surprised when I found a stream of comments on a posting was published some time ago. Usually, I forget to check the comments of the previous posts. I think I'm not running my blogsite well. :))
I thought about replying those comments directly, but then I chose to put my reply in a form of a posting so that it can be lucid and noticeable. And I hope it can drag other bloggers' attention and hence they are invited to have thier say about it.
So let's get down to business…
Kitten,
Thanks alot for visiting my blog, and thank you also for your nice comments. You discussed your viewpoints - which counter mine - in a very smart and nice style. And yes, I am Muslim.... er, I think I am!
About the pre-marital sex... Lemme clear something; I understand your respect about the traditional bans and religious prohibitions. I know very well the amount of troubles for any girl - in our society - loses her virginty before getting married. She becomes a slut according to some people's viewpoints and her sin that she gave her heart and body to the wrong person. That's why I chose to have ORAL sex with my relative. No intercouse was allowed for our both own good, I didn't even disclose my genitals infront of her. However, I still feel bad about that incident.

"How can u possibly respect a muslim lady if u have sex with her before marriage?"
I didn't expect to hear that from an Iraqi chick lives in a free liberal society! I understand from this that we should scorn that lady and avoid mixing with her. I mean that's what I got it from you, therefore, no wonder that the people in strict conservative communities call for stoning and whiplashing those ladies. And why you didn't say that how can a muslim lady trust or respect a muslim guy if he used to have sex before marriage? Ah, yes, I forgot! I forgot that we are living in tribal system where the guy can do whatever he likes. It's very normal here that a guy can go to brothels, hang out with prositiutes, watch porn or fool a stupid poor girl, but he goes mad when he catches his sister chatting on the phone or online with some dude. And, no! I am not encourging the prostitution here. Although I support pre-marital sex thingy, but take this from me (muslim ladies): DO NOT THINK ABOUT HAVING SEX BEFORE MARRIAGE!
I heard many stories about relationships from pals, and I found that some couples choose to do it orally - and anally sometimes- in order not to deflower the female. As far as I'm concerned, I find hugs, kisses and caresses are quite enough. Oral is fine too, but it comes when the highest levels of love and trust are approved for that couple. Unfortunately, my relative chose the 'wrong person' = me. :(

"Pre-martial sex is NOTHING except for fulfilling a desire"One day, Qais *the arabic version of Romeo" who was mad about Layla *the arabic character of Juliet* asked a preacher about sex between unmarried couples "is it considered by fornication?". That preacher answered him that "fornication is to offer your body to someone you are not in love with". and then the preacher shut his mouth and went away.

"Love, respect, care, protectivness, understanding, etcallow all of the above...but sex completes it"
That's 100% what I believe, Kitty!
You know why I like to try the pre-marital sex?
First of all, I don't have a girl friend. Secondly, I'm 23 years old virgin. I can't marry a girl before at least 6 or 5 years from now (2 years to finish my studies and 3 or 4 years of work to establish a comfortable level of living). That if I was so lucky to accomplish all that in this period. I don't come from a wealthy family or drive my own car. I don't wanna be just like others who entertain thierselves by paying for sex.
By the way, Kid! You said that what you have realized from those four years that my life is focused on meeting a beautiful chick and bla bla bla.. Well, to be quite honest, I don't know what your defenition to the beauty is. Do you mean physically? You know what my wildest dream is? It's to meet a nice, sentimental and smart girl and share one roof with her and spend my life calling her name. That's simply my wildest dream! Thanks, kid, anyway!
And, Red Devil! Lemme take a bow for your"I fully respect any lady who would wait for marriage to have sex or a 14 year old girl who was curious about going through the experience". That proves who nice insightful person you are! As a matter of fact, I don't mind to love and -marry- a deflowered girl. Or should we dump any girl who has been fooled by some bastards? See, kitten! Not all of the men are pigs. ;)
Finally, I have to say thank you very much to visit my blog and drop some hot spicy comments. And, no.. you didn't bother me at all. An intellgent industrious blogger like you is always welcomed.

P.S. : Melantrys has left you a comment on this page for you, Kitty!

Celebrating the Good Friday!

2007-04-07T08:06:00.000-07:00

Yesterday I went to, Bab Toma, a classy neighborhood mainly populated by christians. Bab Toma is a historical tourist area here in Damasus. Some called it by "the Old Damascus" and it's arabic translation means;
Bab = Gate or Door,
while Toma = refers to Thomas who was one of the Roman empire veterans.
Anyway, to find more about Bab Toma and other ancient sites here in Damascus, I recommend you to visit Soraya's blog and read about Gates of Damascus.
Since Friday is the weekend day here, I decided to spend my weekend there in Bab Toma to witness the ceremony of the Good Friday.It was crowded when I got there in the afternoon, had a walk there in the main street where the malls, markets, restaurants and beautiful chicks. ;)Later, I was joined by my brother who was waiting for me near some Pizza restaurant. Of course, the hot delicious smell and my empty stomach seduced us to get into the rest. and order a yummy Pizza.*bonne appetite* :D
We kept touring until we reached old alleys. Those alleys' streets were paved by bricks of old stones, the buildings also were old and made of blocks of stones. A lotta of antiques stores were spreading along the both sides of the narrow streets. Actually, the whole place was a peice of an antique art. And then the crowds were gathering more and more just before the sunset near an old big church. Boys and girls from the chorus were gathering infront of the church. Men and women, young and old, grannies and kids all were there. There were also some foreign tourists among the public. Soon, young men and girls were re-trooped in rows holding drums, horns, candles, portraits for Jesus and Mother Mary......... etc.
Some were dressed in white uniforms and some were dressed in blue. I joined the marched people as they were following the chorus.
It was awesome!........
I blamed myself alot for not bringing any camera to take some shots for that wonderful ceremony. Yes, I am muslim! But I don't know why I felt happy when I walked with those people and shared thier celebrations.

the Aftermath

2007-03-19T05:30:00.000-07:00

WASHINGTON (CNN) -- If elected president, Sen. Hillary Clinton said, she would likely keep some U.S. forces in Iraq in a supporting role after 2009 because America has "a remaining military as well as a political mission" that requires a presence there.
However, in an interview with The New York Times published Thursday, Clinton said the American troops would not play a role in trying to curb sectarian violence.
Rather, they would be positioned north of Baghdad to combat terrorists, support the Kurds, counter any Iranian moves into Iraq and provide logistical, air and training support to the Iraqi government "if the Iraqis ever get their act together."
"If there is not any political resolution, the civil war will continue and we need to get out of the way," she told the Times. (Watch how Americans think the war is going )
Clinton aides say her comments are consistent with a broader plan by Democrats in Congress to begin redeploying combat troops, with the goal of having U.S. forces out of Iraq by March 2008. However, some political analysts say her support for a continued presence in Iraq could touch a raw nerve with anti-war Democrats.
"They're really not sure that she's with them on Iraq and other issues," said Larry Sabato of the University of Virginia's Center for Politics. "So they're suspicious, and that suspicion shows itself in what they say about her."
In 2002, Clinton voted for a congressional resolution authorizing President Bush to take military action in Iraq. And although she's become a vocal critic of the way the war has been executed, she has repeatedly refused demands from anti-war Democrats to admit her vote was a mistake, although she has said "knowing what I know now, I would not have voted for it."
Of her two closest rivals for the Democratic nomination, former Sen. John Edwards, has said his vote in favor of the 2002 resolution was a mistake; Sen. Barack Obama was still a state legislator in Illinois at the time of that vote, but he has opposed the war from the beginning.
Wednesday, Obama outlined a plan for maintaining a U.S. presence in Iraq similar to Clinton's.
"Withdrawal would be gradual, and we'd keep some U.S. troops in the region to prevent a wide war, to go after al Qaeda and other terrorists," he said.
The question is whether, given her previous record on Iraq, Clinton's call for continuing a U.S. presence might resonate differently with anti-war activists.
"They are not inclined to cut her much slack," Sabato said. "They are inclined to cut Barack Obama quite a bit of slack and John Edwards some slack as well."

Kerry rejects call for Iraq troop withdrawal
Defeated Democratic candidate on “Meet the Press”By Bill Van Auken
For any of his erstwhile supporters who cling to illusions about what might have been had the vote gone a bit differently on November 2, the defeated Democratic presidential candidate John Kerry provided a definitive answer Sunday.Appearing on the NBC television news program “Meet the Press,” Kerry was shown a videotape of his fellow Massachusetts senator, Edward Kennedy, calling for a timetable for the withdrawal of US troops from Iraq, beginning with the immediate removal of at least 12,000.“Do you agree with Senator Kennedy that 12,000 American troops should leave at once?” asked NBC’s Tim Russert.“No,” replied Kerry.“Do you believe there should be a specific timetable of withdrawal of American troops?” Russert continued.“No,” Kerry repeated.The tone of the televised exchange was the exact opposite of ambush journalism. It was evident that Kerry welcomed the opportunity to disassociate himself from Kennedy’s proposal and embrace a policy that, in all essentials, is indistinguishable from that of the Bush administration—one that means US military occupation for years to come.At the same time, the establishment media was anxious to get the Democratic standard-bearer on record, affirming the unity of the two parties of big business on the all-important issue of the continuing war in Iraq.“Now, obviously, you’ve got to provide security and stability in order to turn this over to the Iraqis and to be able to withdraw our troops,” Kerry declared in the interview. Asked if he would vote to approve the Bush administration’s request for $80 billion in additional funding for the Iraq war, he responded, “The likelihood is yes.”Providing “security and stability” is a euphemism for crushing the resistance to US occupation. It means killing thousands upon thousands more Iraqis and sacrificing hundreds, if not thousands, more US soldiers. This is what the $80 billion will pay for.The revealing interview follows the trajectory of the Kerry campaign. The senator won the Democratic primary by posturing as an antiwar candidate and denouncing Bush for “misleading” the American people, but once he emerged as the undisputed front-runner, he rushed to declare his commitment to the occupation, and even condemned the Bush administration for failing to send enough troops.He turned from trying to hoodwink the overwhelmingly antiwar Democratic base to assuring the US ruling elite that he could be trusted to prosecute the war, and do it more competently than the Republican incumbent. In granting the interview, Kerry was merely dotting the “i’s” and crossing the “t’s” on the policy that he advanced in the run-up to the election.Now, in defeat, Kerry speaks of the election as a “mandate for unity” and “finding common ground.” That ground, evidently, is to be found on the killing fields of Iraq.Kerry lost the election in November because the Democratic Party was unable and unwilling to offer any genuine alternative to the policies of the Bush administration. The Democratic presidential candidate embraced the fraud of the “global war on terror” and the lie that the colonial war to conquer Iraq and its oil reserves is part of this supposed struggle against terrorism.Interviewer Russert quoted to Kerry an article that appeared in Newsweek magazine citing a post-election meeting of Democratic Party supporters at AFL-CIO headquarters in Washington. Kerry, according to the report, “told the group they needed new ways to make people understand they didn’t like abortion. Democrats also needed to welcome more pro-life candidates into the party.” The magazine reported, “[T]here was a gasp in the room.”Asked if the report was accurate, Kerry replied, “It’s pretty accurate, sure.” He went on to say he would support federal legislation to require parental notification of planned abortions, a measure that would drastically undermine abortion rights, threaten the health of minors, and criminalize a legal form of medical care.The lesson drawn by Kerry and other leading Democrats from their defeat in the 2004 election is not to advance a program to counter the reactionary social policies of the Bush administration or end the war in Iraq. Rather, they are convinced that the party must turn even further to the right, competing with the Republicans in the use of “values” demagogy and appeals to religious backwardness.

Now, western fellas! Thanks alot! Anyway, I'm afraid that your protests and demonstrations would turn into a curse on the Iraqi people's future. I don't know how can the withdrawal of the US troops bring the peace on Iraq and take its people to a safe shore?
I think the coalition, including the Americans, should leave when the Iraqi security forces are capable of doing the job on their own. It's ironic that the so-called insurgents' policy of murdering members of Iraq's police force is probably the major factor is keeping foreign troops in Iraq. US troops should stay as long as it takes. Leaving early will cause a civil war and leave Iraq in total ruin. The Bush administration is going to have to cave in and supply more troops or else implement more heavy handed tactics by its current forces in Iraq and by the Iraqi troops. Neither option is politically "correct" so the lesser of two evils must be chosen. Leaving Iraq early will serve to encourage terrorism on a global scale to a degree that is almost too horrible to imagine. Unfortunately, it's impossible to set an exact timetable, too many variables. First, Iraq's own military and police force must be rebuilt before any withdrawal can be contemplated. US withdrawal before accomplishing this would be grossly irresponsible. I would not make too much of the recent opinion poll showing Americans believe the war is a mistake. I believe this to be true but I do not think it changes the fact that America must finish what they started there.Some people might think that it should be replaced by UN troops in order to restore the stability in Iraq. Well, I think the problem is not with the USA. In fact, if we rewind our memories back to the earliest days of Saddam's regime fall, the first bombing attack in Iraq was done by Al-Qaeda targeting the UN building in Baghdad.Believe me, friends! I don't support the occupation. But if the US armed forces have to leave Iraq in these critical moments, the situation will be more chaotic in Iraq. As soon as the US army leaves; Iran will hurry to support the Shiite and try to export thier Islamic revolution to Iraq, hence, KSA and other arab countries will intervene to help and support the Sunnis there in Iraq. In result, the civil war will become a bigger war and soon the whole middle east will be on fire!I want them to leave but not now! Not before establishing strong united goverment, The US should stay until the Iraqi army is strong enough to defend itself against the inflowing streams of incoming dangers.There's an arabic famous proverb which says
إن بعض الشر أهون
which means,Some evil can be milder...

8th of March

2007-03-08T01:00:00.000-08:00

International Women's Day (8 March) is an occasion marked by women's groups around the world. This date is also commemorated at the United Nations and is designated in many countries as a national holiday. When women on all continents, often divided by national boundaries and by ethnic, linguistic, cultural, economic and political differences, come together to celebrate their Day, they can look back to a tradition that represents at least nine decades of struggle for equality, justice, peace and development.
International Women's Day is the story of ordinary women as makers of history; it is rooted in the centuries-old struggle of women to participate in society on an equal footing with men. In ancient Greece, Lysistrata initiated a sexual strike against men in order to end war; during the French Revolution, Parisian women calling for "liberty, equality, fraternity" marched on Versailles to demand women's suffrage.

Happy Women's Day, Ladies! And lemme salute in this occasion every Iraqi woman. They are the real heroes. To know more about thier suffer try this site:
http://www.equalityiniraq.com/english.htm

In the land of killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum.

2007-02-20T07:40:00.000-08:00

Al Jazeera has reported statements by a Sunni woman that she was raped by three Shia-led police force members after she was detained over the weekend.Iraq's prime minister ordered an investigation into the allegations made by the 20-year-old married woman on Monday, but a senior Iraq police official has disputed the claim... read more on http://english.aljazeera.net/News

The 20-year-old married woman, Sabrin al Janabi, said she was attacked after police commandos took her into custody Sunday in the western Baghdad neighborhood of Amil. She was taken to a police garrison and raped, she charged.

I really don't know what to say about that brutal crime... *exhales*

There is nothing can piss me off more than raping an innocent person cuz that fucken incident sticks in the victim's mind permanantly, making that poor victim to live in the shadow with painful memories. And what makes it worse that our arabian fucked up societies don't forgive and excuse those unfortunate ladies. At the contrary, they start to talk about them badly calling them bad names, they also avoid to mingle with them in order not to "sooten thier reputations"... *pouts* They live alone with thier misery, cuz most of the pigs.... sorry, I mean "men" wouldn't think about getting married from those ravished ladies.

Some of them can't get a job afterwards, so either they

a. emigrate to some place where they can start a new life (and this option is so difficult without a great support and hope in life).

b. or some of them start to work as prostitutes to keep some food on the table (which is very common here).

c. and not so few women commit suicide after a while.

My grandparents came from countryside communities which is known by being conservative and firm about any illegal sexual relationships. If any two unmarried couples were caught having sex, they either get punished by death or getting married instantly. Of cousre, if they chose to get married that doesn't prevent them from getting beaten to a pulp. Anyway, you all know my viewpoint about pre-marital sex. And there, I totally disagree terrifying sexual love even if it was illegal. But there are some few rape actions, when the rapist is sentenced to death penalty. On a personal level, I agree on that, However, in all cases the lady has to live isolated and cornered unfortuanately.

I'm very upset and pissed off for that poor honest lady, Sabrin, and hoped if those savages would be punished severly for thier horrible crime. But, with no surprise, the Iraqi goverment has released a declaration on their website reveals "It has been shown after medical examinations that the woman had not been subjected to any sexual attack whatsoever and that there are three outstanding arrest warrants against her issued by security agencies," the government statement said. "After the allegations have been proven to be false, the prime minister has ordered that the officers accused be rewarded," it said.Why I'm not so surprised, and we belong to a state where the blood is shed for free and the wail is becoming its national anthem? Why I'm not surprised, and the hangman is the assassin and the victim is the accused one? I'm now a mixutre of emotions; love, grudge, sadness, compation and anger. I'm sorry, I think I'd better be alone for some time.... But before going.......Rest on you, friends! And don't trust hope, cuz it's forsaken this land........

*logs off*

Go, go, go Charlie! It's your birthday!

2007-01-25T11:13:00.000-08:00

Hey, dudes!
Listen, it's the first anniversary for this fabolous insightful network http://www.olivebranchoptimism.net! I'm proud to break a record there!!!! My post has the "longest- comments section" It reached to 59 comments and still going!!!
Read it! My post was titled by "A letter to Mother Eve"!!!
You will find there some of the biggest bloggers there! Sounds interesting, doesn't it?

They said, I said…

2007-01-19T10:00:00.000-08:00

In this series, I'm intending to focus and concentrate on some blogs for Iraqi bloggers restrictively, and comment (sometimes criticize) their postings. So let's get down to business…

(Iraqi Atheist episode)

Hey, Atheist!
Relax, infidelinho! I think you have carried a lot against our "boss" ;)
I wonder how much time it took to be such a Satanist and form dissident thoughts and ideas about Allah. Actually, you remind me by an Iraqi friend who was a materialist. He wasn't one of the Communist Marxism's fans, though!
Anyway, lemme begin with that post of yours about homosexuality;In fact, I wanted to post about that before! But regarding to some certain attitudes and events, I chose to defer it to a later notification.
Mmmm, "Homosexuality and Iraq", sounds interesting topic! But, I'm afraid I have to say that your prelude was disappointing. I think that you weren't so lucky in explaining that "Farikh" thing and the other idioms! I mean some meanings were explicated unnecessarily. I'm still wondering how you knew that gay men come from the eastern part of the capital only. You revealed that those areas have a variety of social classes of baghdadi fellas including Christians, and thus (as you claim), they are less religious people!
For God's sake, what the hell this has to do with the Christians? And if you are referring to those high-class places, lemme ask you, what about Al mansour? It is applied to the same standards you mentioned. And that one lies in Al karkh or, in other words, the western part of Baghdad. I think you need to detach between a Tanta and Farikh! It's common to call those effeminate young men by Tanta, and they, to a certain level, are transvestites or transgender people.
As a matter of fact, people of conservative cultural backgrounds or beliefs tend to look upon transwomen, if they are attracted to men, as effeminate gay men who took their effeminacy to an extreme level. If attracted to women, they are perceived by the proponents of the Autogynephilia theory as otherwise straight men with an abnormal fetish. This view is contested, as part of the debate on the associations and distinctions between homosexuality and transgender, and the issue of autogynephilia (In fact, I will talk more about this later).
Back to the "Iraqi homosexuality", I think its shortcomings are summarized in mere sex desires. I think it's more proper to use the word "Bisexuality" in Iraq than "Homosexuality" since most of the homosexuals in Iraq are ready to have sex with both genders. Therefore, there's no actual sentimental commitment between the majority of the homosexuals in Iraq. And yes, there are some lesbo ladies but I think that they are doing this for fun!As far as I'm concerned, being straight doesn't make me a homophobic! But unfortunately, this is not applied for the rest of the Iraqi people. They think if you don't attack, object or disprove the homosexuals that means you are a one! It's common to say there that: "a girl's love comes from the heart, whilst, loving a guy originates from the mind" which means, it's a kind of a mental sickness.
Personally, I had suffered and been annoyed from my friends' continuous sarcasm because once I had said that "I do respect their scope and I don't fear them".Oh, come on! Guys here kiss and hug others for greetings.
I didn't imagine that such a statement will make such turmoil inside the college. And soon I was named by Mr. G, which refers to Gay! They didn't only stop their derogatory comments about me, but also, they also alleged that my hair, behavior and way of speech implied that I was a real gay. These rumors were infiltrated to some girls, and one of them told me that she knew why they were calling me by G!!!
All this offence was released from cultured people, so you gotta imagine what the reaction of ignorant people and extremists would be!
And yes, if I don't have a problem with homosexuals that doesn't categorize me as a gay. And here, atheist! I must take a bow to you!Basically, homosexuality has nothing to do with me! But things such as; rape, misogyny, bestiality and pedophilia are really pissing me off and make me feel sick at times!
In overall, the post was neat, eloquent and successful to some point in spotlighting the foggy image of the homosexuals in the Iraqi community.

I had some informationl to enrich your blog about some race who called by Yazids!
They worship (some deify) the Satan because, according to their belief, "that the universe is ruled by two gods (the good god and the bad god).The good god is known for the most people by the Almighty (also known as Allah), while the evil god is the Satan". They claim that the Almighty (the good god) is philanthropic in character and can't harm or punish anybody, therefore, worshipping such god is an absolute stupidity and waste of time. Instead, they worship the Satan (the bad god) to avert his malice and what he can cause a detriment to those who deny and don't obey him.Some of those Yazids allege that the Satan is as mighty as Allah, and they have for this concept several allegations, such as, "the Satan had contradicted the Almighty's command to genuflect before Adam (the first man) and disdained himself to do so".To be honest, I always ask myself about many mysterious divine issues. I didn't want to be driven blindly to the religion without any moment of thinking and contemplation. And I submit to one thing, that the god had created us for some unrevealed reasons. However, I do believe in his existence and being unique, means that he's not Jesus, Satan, Buddha, or anything else, the whole god is unseen and high. Therefore, I don't dare to mess up with that Supreme Being.Eventually, I think that anyone of us has an inner voice to call some being for help or rescue when he/she's in trouble or critical situation. But some of us just deny that voice afterwards.

Oh, before signing off! I'd like to say something to that troubled "Ali" and I would be grateful if you kindly transmit these words to him,
"Unless you are enjoying your current situation and having some orgy out there, I think you should take a brave decision to quit that horrible nightmare you are living now and don't let them to blackmail you with that feeble threat anymore. I know suchlike people, those curs won't dare to do a word of it."
Here, I should blame you, atheist! You should support and help that poor fellow and give him every advice and boosting words possible. *shrugs*

Kissing 2006 goodbye!

2006-12-29T11:28:00.000-08:00

*coughs*
Cold air sucks, really!
Anyway, happy you new year and happy eid, everyone! I hope both synchronous occasions unify and bring peace on you, earth people!
I hope that 2007 is much better than 2006. Neglecting Italy's (ma fav. team and birhplace) winning the world cup in last July, 2006 was very painful and dreadful year for me and for most iraqis (including Saddam)! Many tragic events happend and this is not the right time to talk about them.
*coughs again*
Whatever!
Oh, shit! I'm facing some problems with my PC, I think I should plug out some older parts and get newer ones instead! But that costs some money, doesn't it?!
God, I must put0 some budget for expenditure! Infact, I'm saving some money for the summer holiday to visit either Lebnanon or Turkey but I haven't set up my mind yet!

*Coughs some more while listening to "Side 2 side" by THREE 6 MAFIA*
Brrr, It's so damn cold here these days!
For the first time, I did see the snow in real! But still I haven't tried the sex thing and I don't think much about it these days cuz I think I'm living in Siberia not in Damascus! Besides, I'm exhausted enough in the work that I can't think of anything horny! (therefore, you can cheer up, ladies) :P

Full of memories

2006-11-21T12:01:00.001-08:00

Supplementary Edition,

Ok, I'm here to console myself first and then the Iraqi people for the martyrdom of the comedian artist "Waleed H. Jiaz" and ask Allah to inspire his family with patience and support.
Jiaz was murdered in Baghdad in 20th of Sep. 2006 by some unknown brutal gunmen. He was father for 4 daughters and a boy.
Personally, I liked that comedian and I liked his show "Caricature"! He was one of the stars of that audacious comedic show, which concerned about many different issues that really interest every Iraqi civilian such as; the critical security situation, the fanatics, the dismal performance of the Iraqi government and the low-level services (Power, fuel, water, traffic and communications).
Yeah, I know there're tens of such poor guy are killed everyday in Iraq but I do matter for his death……… His death reminded me by Saif! They had the same effect on their own people; both of them had that incredible sense of humor! Some may say "Is it possible that such a naughty dirty-minded weasel cares for losing a person?" and I answer them "I do! cuz I lost Saif; and he was a brother of mine!".
God bless Saif!
God bless Jiaz!
God bless the martyrs of Iraq!
And God bless us all!
Amen!

Full of memories.............

2006-11-16T10:21:00.000-08:00

Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence, who are we mistaken
But you see it's not me, it's not my family In your head,
in your head they are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs And their bombs and their gunsIn your head,
In your head they are cryin'
In your head
Zombie
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie
Another mother's breakin' heart is taking over
when the violence causes silence We must be mistaken
It's the same old team since 1916 In your head,
In your head they're still fightin'With their tanks and their bombs And their bombs and their guns
In your head they are dyin'
The Cranberries -Zombie-
On: No Need To Argue (1994)

Sup, pals?!God, how much I miss them! Before a year no one really imagined this! All I remember that we used to gather near a terrace outside the college's cafeteria chattin', laughin', examinin' girls' butts and sometimes discussing a filming project usually produced by the KID. My gang was including the KID, Eihab & Saif (Baghday). The KID is still alive but lives somewhere far, the rest two died tragically on a violent blast last June. Also Rock Girl, I miss her so fuckin' much. I dunno if she got engaged yet or not, her last letter revealed that she's gonna be engaged to some dude this week. I'm so worried about her!I'm not believing myself saying this but I do miss that "country girl" too!
Bah! My heart painfully squeezes for the memory of the deceased Saif! My being refuses (till this moment) the truth of his death. He was my dearest friend since we were kids and everything reminds me by him; his photos, his CDs, his notebooks and his England soccer team shirt!
I still keep this stuff with me cuz I don't have the enough courage to face his family and give it back to them! I'm also keeping a personal photo for him inside my wallet! I had some dreams about Saif looked so real, I'm wondering if the dead people can visit their beloved ones in dreams or something like that.Every night, I beg my Allah to meet Saif one last time in the afterlife whatever my destiny is!Till when we gotta suffer? Have we reached to a dead end? Will these cleavers stop ripping Iraq apart? Shall we witness the Lord's revenge on the ground and punish those savages who don't hesitate to kill?! Will those orphans, widows and those bereaved ones wipe the tears and give up wailing on the memory of their dear ones?! What did we do to deserve all this? Is their any light of hope at the end of this gloomy scary tunnel?
Or just as Metallica's 'no leaf clover';
Then it comes to be that the soothing light at the end of your tunnel
Is just a freight train coming your way

Shifty minded

2006-11-06T09:19:00.000-08:00

Hey, for the ones who haven't about me recently, I'd like to tell them that I'm here in Syria again!!!
No, I'm not kiddin', I'm sayin' the truth! I've been there in Iraq for a week no more, but what a week!
In fact, I just wanted to start ma life independently leaving ma parents away and continue finishin' ma studies without any stress and tension. I thought by going back there I can meet ma longtime expected girl, I went back to be myself and prove something I need to be proved!
I went there with all dreams and fancies of a better independent future ignoring every tear or request to abandon that idea of going back.
"WRONG TIME WRONG PLACE", that was what I had realized as soon as I got Baghdad. I intended to go to college on Sunday to see some pals and hang out and meet, if possible, ma girl but I couldn't make it! The area was crowded with armored vehicles of US armed forces, there were also some choppers hovering above. "Shit! I have to go on foot till the main road!" I've whispered. There were number of Iraqi national guards and one of them was holding a speaker:" WE ASK THE CIVILIANS NOT TO GO OUT, THERE WILL BE SOME SEARCHING OPERATIONS AND WE HOPE YOU COOPERATE WITH US TO MAKE THIS MISSION SUCCEFUL FOR YOUR SAFTEY!"
"What?! We haven't started yet! It's ma first day here!" I went to them to tell them I had college and I must go before 8:00 am!
"Sorry, dude! All the residences should be stock taken!" Some American sgt. last-named Blake as it was written on his uniform.
Me: "What for?! Is it for that kidnapped soldier?"
Blake: "Oh, hehehe! Yea, for this and that! Now, you may go before someone sees you and thinks that you are some informer or something!"
Me: "Oh, yea! Nice way for kicking me out but thank you anyway!"
I went to college anyway, and to my surprise there wasn't much there, as I revealed in my last posting, and also I couldn't meet that girl!
All the ones I've met there told me that I was silly to go back to Iraq in such conditions whatever the reason was! There were some reasons I'd prefer not to mention led me by thinking of leaving Iraq again!
Anyways, I wanna tell you something real that I've experienced; Chick are so dumb! And no offence, you ladies!
I'm worried about the people there in Iraq, the next days would be so difficult and horrible! Saddam has been sentenced to death penalty and this issue won't go easy, possibly, things will rise up terribly there in Iraq!
In Iraq, yesterday is better than today! Forget the sex thing! ;)

Back to hellcity

2006-10-30T00:16:00.000-08:00

Hello, there! I'm here in Iraq again leaving ma family behind in Syria....
I'm intending to continue ma studies here, although, there are alot of students missing or absent and so are the doctors and lecturers.
I dunno what to say now.... I'm more confused than ever.... I dunno what is best for me?
Anyways, I need to thank someone for her great support for me and being always there for a help! I need to thank her for being such a great friend and lovely person...
Thanks alot, Melly! I'm lucky to be a friend of you!

Outlandish

2006-10-12T12:28:00.000-07:00

Hail!
Finally I got to Syria after spending 38 hours in bus coming from Baghdad!
It wasn't an easy decision for me to leave Iraq and abandon my friends and relatives
and delay my academic study one year later, I say it wasn't easy but after long hours of thinking and due to the terrible conditions and my mom's insistence to runaway out of the red zone I decided to leave Iraq heading to Syria!
Since the air navigation was temporarily aborted, we (I and Mom) decided to Bus!!! By the way, we didn't choose the train cuz the railways are blocked. Therefore, we had no other choice but traveling by the bus.
There are two main roads leading to Syria! One called Al-Waleed, the other called Al-Gamshely. The first one takes 12 hours in order to hit Damascus, the latter takes about more than 20 hours but it is much safer than Al-Waleed which is infamous by the loot and pillage actions!
We began our trip on Monday, the 2nd of October at 8:15 am with other 45 passengers; most of them are women and children.
Our trip was intervened by several stoppages made by the US military forces for god knows why. Therefore, we had reached the Iraqi borders at 6:30 pm, just 30 minutes before blocking the borders. But we were surprised to know that the borders were closed by the US forces with no particular reason! I asked one of the Iraqi guards there about the time of the blockage, he answered:" Don't ask me! Ask that private!" he was pointing to some sniper was standing over an outpost tower.
There was nothing else to do but parking the bus with other three buses and spend the night outdoor. After while, three men came and told us that we could sleep inside a mosque was nearby. Although, that night was so cold that I preferred to stay inside the bus.
The borders were open again at 7:00 am, but we couldn't finish the procedures of checking passports and examining the cargoes before 11:00 am!
The funniest thing that I hadn't urinated for more than 10 hours, however, I had already drunk 6 cans of cola and several glasses of water and 2 cups of tea at the Syrian border. So, I got "busted" inside the bus! I had a terrible pressure of withholding of peeing till the next stop. I went to the driver to ask him about the time remaining to reach a nearest restaurant, he told me that it was about 100 km away which means about more than 1 hour time!
My goodness, I must keep fighting one more hour! I was suffering from a terrible pain in my flank and bladder. And yeah, here we got to a rest! I hurried to the toilet and psssssssssssssss…. Yeeeeeeeaaah! When I was about getting out of the toilet, I heard some feminine voices. I was in ladies' toilets! Still don't know the difference between toilets of men and those of women! I mean why it can't be common toilets since there isn't any special stuffs distinguish between one and another! I was imprisoned inside the toilet until all women were gone! When I was out I tried to find that sign of WOMEN but with no result. Still wondering how did they know that this was women's toilet and the other was men's?!
It was a long ride from the Syrian borders to Damascus!
Anyways, I'm here in Damascus, Yarmouk, Street no. 30 if anyone's interested!

Another Ramadan

2006-09-24T22:23:00.000-07:00

Hello, fellowes!
Hope you are fine and safe!
Sorry, I have no much time to post!

See ya lata!

Confused

2006-08-29T18:16:00.000-07:00

Ok, pals! I may leave Iraq forever soon. My family is arranging the final steps of our departure! Anyway, I didn't make up my mind yet! I'm not sure that I wanna leave for real. Actually, if I left, I think I should terminate blogging because I don't live in Iraq anymore. But the last thing I can think is to give up posting into my blog. So, what to do?! Any ideas? Please, help!

Death squads

2006-08-08T13:22:00.000-07:00

I’m back!
I was in a real dormancy in the recent while! I tried to post earlier but I couldn’t. I’m now in Iraq after spending couple of weeks in Syria! I had a nice time there, I went for some ancient and touristic sites, such as, Saladin’s castle, Qasyon Mount., Lazekia beaches, Hamidya Bazaar, Tishreen square …etc.
I stayed in Damascus and the weather was really fine there, the Syrian people are nice and very collaborative, the chicks are WOW! But, I don’t why I felt sorry about me. Actually, I felt sorry about Iraq. Whenever I saw a beautiful sight or view, my heart painfully contracted sadly on Iraq. We are missing here something called system!
I just wonder how can we continue doing our jobs and go to schools or to work?! A week before, my father came home terrified! He said that some gunmen stop their office bus on the highway that leads to “Albayaa area” in Baghdad. He added and mentioned that those hirelings obliged the driver to pull over and grabbed that poor driver out of the bus and aim their AK47s over his head. One of them ordered the passengers to show their ID cards! The other gunmen yelled: “Fuck them, let’s move on from here quick!”. They took that poor driver with them and quickly drove their four wheel drive Toyota. One of the passengers volunteered to drive that bus back home. My dad said that nobody was believing what was going on! Of course, no one heard anything about that unfortunate driver since that afternoon. It’s familiar situation these days to be murdered according to your fellowship (whether being Sunni or Shiit) by some civil gunmen, all they have to do is to form a fake checkpoint and hunt some innocent people and leave quickly before they got busted by a US army vehicle or a chopper.
When I was in Syria, I met some European tourists (two Greek men and a French woman), they all asked me about the reality of the civil war in Iraq, my answer was “the bastards militias! what’s happening there is a valid environment of that war!”
Jaquelene (the French lady) begged me not go back!
With all that horror and devastation, I’m still breathing (thanks god) but I’m sick of being lonely. I used to mail some girl who was in her high school senior year, we used to chat online and exchange mails. She found me a nice guy after she was betrayed by some mothafucka. she couldn’t trust me at first but I struggled a lot to win her confidence. She told me a lot about her except her living place! She promised to meet after finishing her baccalaureate exams. But since then, I heard jackshit!
I wish that nothing bad had happened with her, I wish that she’s alive and safe somewhere. It’s ok to leave me alive than being dead!

Damascus

2006-07-04T10:20:00.000-07:00

Well, I'm now in Syria! It's nice over here, the weather is good, people are Ok and it's a great chance to change the terrible atomoshpere and lessen some pressure after what happend (I will talk about that in more details)!

In memory of.....

2006-06-15T01:23:00.000-07:00

It was Sunday's 11:20 pm when ma cellular showed the Kid no.? "What does he want?!" I've whispered..
Me: "Hello..?"
Kid: "Hello! Do you know?!"
Me: " now what?!"
Kid: "Baghday, Blue, YMX and Sonen?!"
Me: "No, I don't! what happend?!"
Kid: "You don't Know!!!!"
Me: "Know what?! What the..."
Kid: "Bye Bye!"
and soon the conversation was terminted. I thought it was a silly kind of a joke but then I decided to make sure and buzz the mentioned fellowes' cellphones! I tried to call the first one but I was surprised by the voice of the Network Call Centre said "The mobile you are calling is either switched off or out of the coverage area!". Something is wrong, I tried to call the others and it was fruitless!
Afterwhile, another guy called; He was my hostelmate, "Lil'"!
He asked me about the four guys telling me that they had an accident;
Lil': "Hey, Caesar! Listen, call Baghday's family and ask'em about Baghday and the others!"
Me: "Hehehe! Bad joke, nigga! You can't fool me!"
Lil': "I'm not fuckin' with you, ass! Call Baghday's parents! It's fucken serious!"
Me: "Why? what happend?"
Lil': "Well, there was an accident in Karrada! A bomb explosion!"
Me: "You mean they were there?!"
Lil': "Yeah, at the time of the clash!"
Me: "Ok, ok, I'm gonna call them! Do you hear me? I'll call'em. No more tricks, ok?!"
Lil': "Just do it, god's sake!"
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I tried to call his Dad’s mobile but also it was out of service. My heart was throbbing faster this time hoping that nothing bad had happened. And soon I remembered that I wrote Baghday’s uncle’s phone no. somewhere and thus;
Me: “Er, Allo?! Am I talking to Mr. …..” asking about his identy.
Baghday’s Uncle: “Yes, who is this?!” he answered with shaky voice.
Me: “I’m Baghday’s friend, and I’m asking if he is ok?!”
B.U.: “Er, ah, I think he is ok! He is now in hospital!”
Me (being shocked but tried to keep calm): “Eh? No serious casualties I hope?!”
B.U.: “No, no, no! Just light burns in his arms and thighs!”
Me: “Thanks God! But what about his friends? They were with him and surely you know something about’em.”
B.U.: “Oh, I don’t know anything about the others. Listen, son! I gotta go now! Good bye!” and soon he ended the call.
I was puzzled this time; “What is the godammit going on here?!”.
I tried to call Lil’ to tell him about the call but it was ‘Switched off’ International Day and therefore I couldn’t call him.
I was more worried; “Why his cellular is switched off? Doesn’t he wait a call from me?!”, another inquiry came on ma mind “Is Baghday really ok? And why he didn’t tell me about his mates? Is it true that he doesn’t know anything about them?!” it was a torrent of tens of questions, inquiries and possibilities ,therefore, I decided to lie down and shut down ma senses and have a slumber.
I woke up early at that morning intending to go to college, on the way to college ma head was logged with these scary insomniac thoughts of something bad happened!
I got to college and there I saw a bunch of students gathering in front of the college’s cafeteria and they were my mates and I whispered: “Ya rabb ostur!” which means “please, God’s care!”. And there, I asked one of’em and he told me “We lost them! Three of them are gone!”.
I couldn’t believe it at first, the effect of the shock impedes the idea of death. And I realized that those three guys are Blue, Senon and YMX!
“Fuck Iraq!” I whispered with words came out from a collared throat. And then I had burst with tears bewailing on ma dear friends. There were some guys tried to lessen the mishap and give some support; “ They are resting in peace and let’s pray for Baghday!” but I couldn’t stop it. They were ma brothers.
Later, they said that Baghday was medicated in hospital suffering from serious burns of the third level in 60% of his 90 kg body.
I couldn’t go on more about this tragedy, no one would understand!
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And then ma childhood’s mate, Baghday couldn’t make it and…………. *seizes a heavy teardrop*. I can’t forget that moment; it was 9:15 pm Bag. Time on Friday 16th of June, the phone rang and…
Me: “Hello, Falcon!”
Falcon: “Hi, man! Hey, Caesar! How’s Baghday?!”
Me: “He is ok! I had called yesterday! They let me talk to him through his dad’s cellphone!”
Falcon: “Please, can you make sure now?!”
Me: “Ok, I will!”
Then I decided to call Baghday’s dad again waiting for more good news about his progress!
But I was surprised when an unfamiliar voice answered
Me: “I’m just asking about Baghday, how is he?!”
The Guy: “I’m his cousin, Baghday has donated his life for you!” which means that Baghday’s gone!
I can’t remember then but a loud sharp wailing screech.
I didn’t imagine that I could cry on someone like that. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t study, I couldn’t stop weeping and I couldn’t stop that desire of cutting ma self again!
The more blood the more relief. I made sure that I shouldn’t leave any scars like I did before and I think that I’m becoming a professional with that shit.
And of course, Nobody cared or gave a fuck about Baghday’s death. All of their say is “He is resting in peace!” as if we didn’t live together for years and it’s easy to lose a guy like him. Even his girl (mentioned in his last posting, refer to Baghday’s blog!” didn’t shed any godammit fucken tear on him! Why is that, huh?!
Sorry, 13! But you oughtn’t say : “That’s it, it’s over!” I think it is egocentric act! It’s not easy to lose a friend and you fuckin’ know that!!!
It’s like if I would die, people will say: “Come on, it’s over! There’s nothing else we can do!........... So, how was your day?!”
What the hell your hearts are made of? Isn’t there any moment of silence? Won’t you stop this blood flood? I hate you, Iraqis! I hate you, Iraq! I hate you all!
Once, ma mom said: “I’m not Iraqi, I’m Italian! Because in Italy I felt that I was a real human and such land deserves to be your homeland and to consider yourself as a one of their people!”. She was fucking right!
May God keep my beloved mates in his eternal paradise. And if I could send them a message I will say this:
“Don’t fret, pals! You are in much safer, better and pleasant place! A place with no hypocrites, no love cheaters, no assassins and no power outages.”

5 minutes break

2006-05-31T02:54:00.000-07:00

Hey, I'm here and I'm home again!
I had many shocking events and plenty of matter to discuss but have no time to post'em all!
I have to prepare for the final exams, so alotta shit is yet to come!

I'm not a party animal

2006-04-28T13:47:00.000-07:00

Hi.. I’m here again! I can’t post regularly regarding to my current offhome status, therefore, I had to find time and a PC supported with the Internet service to post ma shit.
I’ve met my mother again this afternoon (she is currently living at my grandma’s). She was excited to see me again, she told me that she was longing for me. Infact, I had the same feeling but I tried hard not to show it. I only kissed her cheeks.
Yeah, I miss them much but I have to say this is for our own good. I must admit that once you be over 18 you must spread your wings and migrate leaving your parents behind.
I don’t say that you should secede from your family but you may avoid many problems with them by staying aside.
Shit, the graduation party will be set up next Thursday and plenty mates are gonna be gratuated, however, I won’t participate their party cuz I don’t like such silly parties for many reasons:
1. Eastern songs are played.
2. Only the boys are dancing and the gurlz are just spectators.
3. The masquerade is deadly customary.
4. The hot weather with temp. of 40 c outdoor.
5. My shy personality.

I think when I will get married (if I will) I won’t make wedding party!

See you later and sooner I hope.

Off home

2006-04-19T01:19:00.000-07:00

Hey.. Over here!
Can you see me?!
Ok, I'm fine! And you can see that I'm still capable of breathing!
I'm now home away since a week ago, I've joined our unversity's internal hostel.
As I revealed before, ma family is inteding to move to Syria so I had to join the hostel to finish ma study here in Iraq and join ma family lata.
Well, it's a lil' bit unfamiliar and chaotic here in the hostel...
I wish to post more but I can't now....
See you later!

Birthday in road

2006-03-27T03:11:00.000-08:00

It was my birthday.. I’m now 22 years old (still virgin though)!
On March 18, 2006 at 10:30 am, I was intending to go home after spending two nights away at friend’s of mine so I decided to take a mini-bus as a mean of travel to back home. And, yeah! One seat left and that was for me so I got in.
It was a mini-bus for 10 passengers, there were four ladies and five men. When I got in, one of the passengers was middle-aged man said: “We’ve been waiting for you for a time!” and he dabbed on my thigh but I acted indifferent busying my self with my nokia 3360 mobile switching it to pager mode and the bus got going.
There were three men chatting about the current situations of Iraq, criticising the procedures of the formation of the new elected government and how that affects badly on the life of the ordinary citizen. I was listening to their dialouge when I noticed a mongol girl was trying to woo me, she was waving her small hand and winking at me trying to draw my attention to her. I couldn’t answer but a pale smile and then she gave me a kiss in air, and soon I was embaressed about that and felt sorry about her in same time so I decided to pull my attention away, but I was shocked when I heard the woman sitting beside that poor girl talking to me….. “Hahaha, she is my daughter! It seems that she likes you!”…… “er,… yea!….. oh,… hehe… er, ok…. Hello!” I was stuttering and my face was blushing and the girl quickly hid her face behind her mother left shoulder and started giggling, the whole scene diverted to be ridiculous but the woman thanked me for doing this and she said that I made her happy. She also told me that I reminded her by her son who is abroad for work…..
The Woman: “ He is now in UAE working with his uncle! And you could see that I spend all my time with Tota” she meant her daughter and then added : “ My son, Khalid, is in your age! He is 24 years old!”.
Me: “ May Allah keep them safe for you!”
Woman: “ And bless you too, son! See, I haven’t much left since I lost my husband in war 90” she meant the 2nd Gulf war in 1991.
Me: “Oh, may he rest in peace!”.
Woman: “ Oh, may he! Poor girl! She became orphan in her 1st year!”.
“Stop it, ma’am! You’ve wringed my heart!” I whispered, and the defected girl was still smiling.
How can someone be such loyal to the memory of his lover, I mean that mother seems to be at the beginning of 40s of her age, she is good-looking too. She could get married at that time, but instead, she prefered to raise two kids one of them has constitutional defects. I can’t imagine this but I can understand it anyway.
Then, there was a long pause intervened by smiles of that bereaved girl and coughs of 60 years old man smoking Kent cigarettes, and then the woman told the driver that she should get off and she saluted me good bye….
The woman: “ Come on Tota! Say bye to ……..”
Me : “-----” I answered.
The woman : “ Ok, stay safe, ------!”
Me: “ I will! Thanks, Ma’am!”.
Tota (giggles) : “ Bye!”
Me: “Ok, bye bye, Tota!”
And they got off.
And again I was buzzed by the same middle aged man,
Man: “ What a pity! Mind is a grace!".
Me : " But she is not crazy!"
Man : " I know she is mongol!" he said it with disgust and added : "she may not live so long, i heard they live shortly!"
Me (whispers) : "and what the fuck you wanna get?! Mind your own bussiness, sucker!"
In the end, I got home safe in one piece and thanks God!
And that was my birthday!

Ma poor brother

2006-03-13T02:19:00.000-08:00

First thing I say: “ I’m not fazed”….Oh ma poor brotha…. Son of ma dad and motha…..Don’t care, don’t botha…..Chicks are mothafucka!!!!
Yeah, these days my brother is so frustrated and depressed cuz of a chick!He started to listen to sad arabic songs and prefered to be alone with himself with a rather frown face and everytime I ask him about the reason he wouldn’t tell, until one time he was so desperate and greifed, therefore, he couldn’t keep it anymore and soon he told me about what tortured him all that time.He was loving a girl with him in the same college, he thought that she liked him too and he was hesitating whenever he decided to tell her about his feelings but in the end he decided to so.He went to her as she was walking with another girl and asked her to have some words on private;Brother: “Er,…Hi!”.Girl: “Hi?!”.Bro: “Can I talk to you on private?….. I mean I have something to tell you!”Girl (shrugging): “Me?!… No, I apologize”.Bro: “It won’t take long, just a couple of words!”Girl: “I know what are you trying to tell me but I’m sorry, I can’t!”Bro (falling from the 20th floor): “Ok, thank you for your time!”He was sighing and trying hardly to seize heavy tears when he told me his story. I became pissed off when he finished narrating that dialouge and I said at once : “FUCK HER!” twice with a chocked voice, but ma brother soon replied : “No, you shouldn’t say that! She refused me softly and I may try again later….”.I felt sorry about him and said : “Ok, cheer up, man! She just missed a wonderful guy!” and then I left him with a smile.
Fuck her again and again! After all, who is she? Angelina Jolie, Christina Aguilera or Paris Hilton? Why he is got to suffer cuz of her? Does he have to try again and cringe himself before her to win her heart? Well, he said that he still love her! Excuse me, bro! But this is not love, it is a mothafucka pain! You don’t have to suffer and care about a person doesn’t give a fuck about you! You mustn’t live with that illusion and punishing yourelf like that!Obsession is defined by one sided love, you should know that!I had passed through all this and my scar is a live evidence for that insanity. But, at least, we both were (me and the county girl) in love neglecting what happened after.Love is so sweet when you find someone reciprocating it with you, at that moment, I can say you are in love and you must be loyal with your lover and let your hearts do talking.Sometimes, I feel sorry about ma country girl. She was (and still) in love with me, she presented her soul and body for me and also she was ready to do anything for me but I was such a fuckin’ pig who thought of nothing but to parade his pornography.Sorry, Melantrys! Now, the image had become distinct and clear! I’ve figured out what you told me about stop decieving her and act honestly. Thank you!Anyways, I think that sex makes any two lovers connected more to each other and prepare a suitable ground for the consturction of truth between them.
Anyways, I’m now enjoying ma self watching porn at XXL and MULTVISION sat. channels. I want a time-out to relax before going on again.
One last thing, this post wasn’t for my brother only, but it is also for you Kid, Blue and every heartached person.

Fire extinguisher

2006-03-08T02:41:00.000-08:00

Good afternoon,
Last night at nearly 9:30 pm I was sitting behing ma PC when I heard a loud sharp scream comes out from the next door "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh".I hurried to get out and see what happened, I thought that he was shocked by the electric power but I was terrified when I saw a huge flames rising up from the nieghboors garage with scary screams coming out through the fire, I spontanously started to yell at ma brother and dad, and soon I saw ma father was coming out and then ma brother too. I ran to get the hose to come down the fire spreading beside that poor man's car I told ma father to help me with that but he wasn't listening, his attention was to move our car away leaving me alone and then I heard ma brother shouts to pull our nieghboor's car away. My brother was standing bravely near the scary flames with a big blanket to decrease the danger of that fire, some guys helped him with that and they decided to pull the car away in order to avoid the danger of the blow and they did so.
Ma dad came then and yelled for us to come back, this time we didn't give a fuck....
Let him be coward and enjoy that miserable life we all are living but let's do our job and live proudly. I prefer to die and people helping others better than living this shitty life.
Anyways, someone brought a fire extinguisher and let that fuckin' fire down.
No one was hurted (thanx God) and it was impressing moment when that man thanked us (me and ma brother and ofcourse that extinguisher guy).

I think I will never forget that.

ps: I didn't watch porn afterwards that night!!!

Ravished desires (Part II)

2006-03-03T08:49:00.000-08:00

Mmmm..
I think I’m alil’ bit jumpy now. Why not! They shot three people yesterday in three different incidents in our area. One of them was a grocer, the other was a construction worker and finally an ordinary passer-by was intending to have a haircut.
I was near by when they shot the third man, and I knew all about his murder,
Three guys were in red Opel automobile, two of’em got off and they started to fire the barber’s site killing a poor 20 years old was standing in the wrong place at the wrong time.
I heard later that when Abu Shahad (the grocer) was murdered, they put a paper on his bloodish body declaring that they will terminate 20 guys from our area and other 20 from a nieghbored quarter.
For God’s sake, we’ve been terrified for the sight of any new unfamiliar fishy vehicle….
Today’s noon, we were standing infront of a centre for young men for billiards and networking games chatting about yesterday’s catastrophes when a white Daweoo (actually it is called Espero) marched slowly across us then the car’s window went down slowly too……… I whispered “جاك الموت يا تارك الصلاة” which means “ it’s your time, you impious” everyone was steady and ready to hear and perhaps to receive some bullets shots. We just finished playing a round of Medal of Honor and no one expected that he would face the same end of those virtual soldiers. Everyone was hoping it wasn’t GAME OVER….
Among these hopes and thoughts, a head popped out of the window and then we heard a voice from inside the car “Salamualaikum! Anyone of you knows where is a nearst clinic?”
What?! Where is the machine gun then? Are you terriorst suffering from a sudden heart attack or ulcer?
Leaving them behind guiding that guy and back to home where I hurried to my desk and turned on my PC and listened to Eminem’s Toy soldier while I was paging my diary note book and recorded what I felt at that moment.
Another thing makes me anxoius is that I have a long hair!
One of the items on their kill bill is to have a long hair, they are claiming that this long hair is imitation the jews and/or females. And that did happen, they shot a christian dude called Frank and cut off his braid.
That’s why I’m thinking of wearing a hood. God, they gonna make us wear hdjab!!!!
Oh, I’d like to say that this is not the full image of Baghdad, some (let me say most of) areas are sound and safe but this happens majorly in Addora (where I live) which is called by Fallujah II .

Ravished desires

2006-02-17T10:18:00.000-08:00

Buh, it’s me again…
(Caesar is currently examining his scar)….
I feel bored and thoughtless and my family now is preparing for moving away to Syria, they offered the house for rent and sold some extra furniture and other things.
This time luckily they have something to distract their minds cuz during the recent while they were quarrelling a lot for different stupid reasons.
When I was kid, they were fussing and quarrelling also but from time to time and I had to manage the reconcilation between them but not any more. My baby face’s smile and innocent lies wouldn’t work anymore and frankly I got sick of that.
But, I asked myself why all that quarrells and misunderstandings are happening everyday? And I found the right answer to that….. it’s the pre-arranged marriage.
Yeah, my parents didn’t plunge into love story and then got married like most of the fairy tales. No, it was very ordinary western marriage which is indeed a kind of an agreement between the families of the new couples.
They didn’t test each other well during the engagemnet peroid as my father travelled to Serbia & Montenegro (Yugoslavia previously) leaving my mom in Baghdad, then after 2 years my father returned to Baghdad and soon they got married.

Anyways, F it!

Oh, shit! I failed again!
My exams’ results showed that I failed in 4 subjects and therefore there will be a big fat shit to be done during next summer.

Hey, I miss my country girl a little. I don’t know if I wanna meet her again or not cuz I’m still terrified of the marriage thing ,besides, I don’t know if she is the one I want to be my life mate…..
Not because she let me examine her sensational parts with my slimy tongue, but I think we don’t belong together….
Yeah, I must admit that I will lose a gorgeous body with fascinating lips, but I must put and an end to that orgy and stop exploiting her and deceiving her.
I’m horny and lusy that’s true but also I have my own principles and I can’t bring a girl like her down.

One last thing, thank you melantrys for your advice to curb my naughty spirit but I don’t wanna get cold showers anymore…. I CAN’T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

History of Pornography

2006-02-07T08:52:00.000-08:00

An erotic wall painting from Pompeii

Pornography has an extensive history. Sexually suggestive and explicit artwork is as ancient as artwork of any other content; explicit photographs date to very shortly after the invention of photography; and among the earliest films are works depicting nudity and explicit sex.
Nude human beings and sexual activities are depicted in some paleolithic art (e.g. Venus Figurines); however, it is not certain that the purpose was sexual arousal, as the images may have had instead a spiritual significance. There are numerous pornographic paintings on the walls of ruined Roman buildings in Pompeii. One notable example is a brothel in which the various sexual services are advertised in murals above each door. In Pompeii you can also see phalli and testicles engraved in the sidewalks, pointing the way to the prostitution and entertainment district, to aid visitors in finding their way (see Erotic art in Pompeii). Archaeologists in Germany reported in April 2005 that they had found what they believe is a 7,200-year-old pornographic scene depicting a male figurine bending over a female figurine in a manner suggestive of sexual intercourse. The male figure has been named Adonis von Zschernitz. [4]
Pornographic comic books known as Tijuana bibles began appearing in the U.S. in the 1920s.
In the second half of the 20th century, pornography in the United States evolved from the so-called "men's magazines" such as Playboy and Modern Man of the 1950s. These magazines featured nude or semi-nude women, sometimes apparently engaging in the act of masturbation, although their genitals or pubic hair were not actually displayed. By the late 1960s, however, these magazines, which by then included Penthouse, began to evolve into more explicit displays, eventually, by the 1990s, featuring sexual penetration, lesbianism and homosexuality, group sex, masturbation, and fetishes.
The first explicitly pornographic film with a plot that received a general theatrical release in the U.S. is generally considered to be Mona (also known as Mona the Virgin Nymph), a 59-minute 1970 feature by Bill Osco and Howard Ziehm, who went on to create the relatively high-budget hardcore/softcore (depending on the release) cult film Flesh Gordon.
The 1971 film The Boys in the Sand represented a number of pornographic "firsts." It was the first generally available gay pornographic movie. It was the first porn film to include onscreen credits for its cast and crew (albeit largely under pseudonyms). It was the first porn film to parody the title of a mainstream movie (in this case, The Boys in the Band). And it is the only X-rated pornographic film to be reviewed by The New York Times.

Technology and pornography
Mass-distributed pornography is as old as the printing press. Almost as soon as photography was invented, it was being used to produce pornographic photographs. Indeed some claim that pornography has been a driving force in the take up of technologies from the printing press, through photography (still and motion) to video, satellite TV and the internet

The Internet
With the arrival of the Internet, the availability of pornography increased greatly. Some of the most successful internet entrepreneurs are those who operate pornographic internet sites. As well as conventional photographic or video pornography, some sites offer an "interactive" video game-like entertainment. Due to the international character of the Internet, it provides an easy means whereby consumers, residing in countries where pornography is either entirely illegal, or at least that which does not furnish physical proof of age, can easily acquire such material from sources in another country where it is legal or remains unprosecuted. See internet pornography.
The low cost of copying and delivering digital data boosted the formation of private circles of people swapping pornography. With the advent of peer-to-peer file sharing applications such as Kazaa, pornography swapping has reached new heights. Free pornography became available en masse from other users and is no longer restricted to private groups. Large amounts of free pornography on the Internet is also distributed for marketing purposes to encourage subscriptions to paid content.
Since the late 90's, "porn from the masses for the masses" seems to have become another new trend. Cheap digital cameras, increasingly powerful and user-friendly software, and easy access to pornographic source material have made it possible for individuals to produce and share home-made or home-altered porn for next to no cost.
On the Internet, pornography is sometimes referred to as pr0n which is misspelled p0rn — porn written with zero, a common style in a so called leet speak. One theory on the origins of this spelling is that it was devised to fool text filters on instant messaging programs or chat rooms.
According to Google, 68 million searches including some variation of the word "porn" occur every day.

WHAT ELSE....

2006-01-29T01:53:00.000-08:00

I must've been drunk..... But anyways, I can use the net..... I THINK I'm now uploading some images...........................

For the shit of freedom......:

and, aahh... Take this...

I think it's for a blonde chick with a nice pussy.......

am I right??????

hmmmm, Always have some optimism....

what the hell are you doing? NOT NOW.... Can't you see that I'm busy???

the necessity is the mother of invention.....

Ahh, What is written there...?

NO, YOU DON'T!

Nymph

2006-01-22T16:51:00.000-08:00

It’s been along time, isn’t it?
I tried to post earlier but I was set back due to many reasons; exams, repeated power outtages and my recent sudden illness
(to whom it may concerns: I feel better now!)
Facing some silly problems with the KID cuz of my last posting, he claimed that I depicted him as a horny mothafucka and Rock Girl as a playful pervert. Well, I dunno if I did that or not but it wan’t my intention to do that (I write what I see).
I may exaggerated about RG of being lesbian but she read my post and said it was ok.
Anyways, both of’em appreciate that kind act of me. (how conceited am I!)

Hey, I wanna talk about something disquieted me these days: THE MARRIAGE
I went again to Rumadi to see my “nymph” there with some wet dreams in mind but once I met her she informed me that we should stop that orgy cuz she thought that I was using her and also she wasn’t sure of my feeling about her, she told me that we should love each other and think seriously for the future of our relationship…..
Wtf she’s talking about? Did she mean about the future by marriage?! and what about that alleged orgy? We didn’t have an intercourse but few separated kisses?! (I licked her clit once but that was so sudden and fast).
When I asked her about the Eidya (a certain bonus presented during Eid), I thought she would give me a kiss as an eidya but instead of that she gave me her photo and said with a smile: “Take this and kiss (her) a lot!”.
Infact, I felt sorry about her. She deserves a better man not a crook.
I wanted her the girl of my lusty fantasy but apparently I let her fall in love with me.

I don’t wanna be hurry with picking my lifemate. I don’t wanna wake up in a morning looking miserably to the woman lying besides and damning the moment I chose her to be my wife…….

Lusty Caesar was here---

the troika

2006-01-08T11:17:00.000-08:00

Damn you, Kid! That was close!
The Liberty traingle, the threesome, two guys and a girl, two metalliks and a rapper, the troika….etc. name us anything you want. That is the three of us; me, the Kid and Rock girl.
R.G. and the Kid are my beloved pals, we are all in the same college, same age (the Kid is younger than rest by a year), same tall, about the same feature, same thoughts, same minds and even the same foolishness.
I knew the Kid since summer 2003, when it was announced that we were in the same department. At first, his image in mind wasn’t that much bright cuz I didn’t know the guy before and to be more honest I didn’t like him at the first glance, I don’t know why but he seemed to be antipathic person with his ugly mustache and hairy arms.
Few weeks later, we had some talks and salutations but still had some uncomfortable impression. I thought that he was concealing something bad about me but being as sly as me I tried not to disclose that. One day during English language lecture, I was tossing the pen ennuily, the Doc. was reciting some dialouge with a ludicrous manner of speaking before she demanded from one of the students to read it loudly and clearly.
I intentionally disregarded her call letting the other students performing that request.
And soon one of them started to warble, I was astonished for the accent “God! That fella is from the BBC no doubt!” talking to myself. Afterwards, I realized that fella is the kid himself!!!!!!
Another day at Maths lecture, the Kid brought a digital camera with him that day and he secretly began to snap some shots to the classroom, mates and even the lecturer.
But unfortunately, he got busted by the Doc. and soon he was sent to the college council for investigations. As I was the supervisor-student I felt that I had a mandatory task toward this guy, so I imposed myself to support him in his trouble.
Anyway, he was survived after signing a commitment that this incident wouldn’t happen again. I felt that I didn’t do my best to help him and I let him down, but he hurried to me being out of breath to tell me what happened with him during that session, he said that the dean was there and told him that this action is a misdemeanor in western countries customs.
(C’mon, dogg! What the hell are you talking about?! Tens of teachers, doctors, writers and experts were murdered and their assassins are still walking freely).

Then, our relationship got more adhesion and well connected. We became close friends telling each other secrets and things that we couldn’t dare to reveal in a day.
Whenever I was fucked up, the Kid was there to share me that load.
Talking about the college chicks and what if we could have sex with them, he always said : “Pal, you just need a hole to evacuate your desire!”.
“it’s hormone thing and I can do nothing about it” I answered.
Studying for the exams, working on some project, having some problems with our department girls and traveling abroad created some interruptions to my friendship with the Kid.
I failed that year and he did pass and then left for Amman, so I guessed that it was over and soon realized that I lost a precious buddy. I thought that the companionship of a chick is the most desired thing in my life but I had found that there is nothing like the pals chats.

September 2004,
I was walking along the section’s corridor lazily when I caught sight of a boy wearing a yellow shirt with a weird funny tie, a wide disinguished smile on the face….. “Ooh,Kiddy!” I started to yell with a glee, he looked so neat. I was delighted by his arrival and was more pleased when he told me that he would stay in Iraq a longer time.

In fact, in my first year I was (seiving) the friendship of my partenrs to pick up the approriate one to be my true friend and with no further researches, the Kid was the chosen one.
I know that the Kid was resenting my adulation and vainglory at first but both of us accepted the defects of each other and accustomed to live with that.
He told me one day that he didn’t like me at the beginning because he thought that I was cajoling the gurlz a lot!!!!!

The Kid met a girl on Yahoo! chat and later on they began phoning each other, and being his best friend, he was telling everything about her and about their daily conversations and quarrels. Sometimes, the crazy Kid was recording their chats to enjoy listening later.
He didn’t realize till this moment that I got dizzy everytime he prated about their monotonous love story.

January 2005,
A girl with 14 years old who was a friend of my sister divulged that she was loving me passionately. A few rushing unquiet kisses and caressings escorted that hot situation.
The Kid was the only guy knowing about that (and now you, ofcourse!), he said : “man, you gotta tape it next time!” he also added : “but Caesar, you’d better have no intimacy with her, it’s fuckin’ painful, foxy!”.
I’m not exaggerating but I take that advice seriously despite the lust I had (anyway, I should not depend on that, after all, it’s hormone thing!”

Afterwards, I was cursed by the divine punishment for palying frivolity with that gurl. The first scholar course final exams results revealed that I had (fucked up) again, but the girl passed that mid-year exams sound and safe!
I decided to repent and do the prayers, I let my beard to grow some centimetres more, asking the Lord’s forgiveness whenever my eyes dropped on a passing-by (butt).
The Kid was supporting me and trying to convince me that I had done nothing sinful and must pay more attention to the next course. And with no other moment of hesitation, I was back (the Lusty Caesar) again.

During that period, the Kid met another gurl, this time was one from our college who was mad about that Metallica band.
I remember once, the Kid and I were out of the cafeteria conversing about something when that gurl came and asked the Kid to let her examine a T-shirt for that metal band, it was funny and weird cuz we didn’t know the gurl before but then they (the Kid himself and the ROCK GIRL) became close friends.

Well, I was impressed (in a way or another) by the gurl but needn’t to let the Kid introduce to her. I was interested about the relationship with the (countryside teen).
Months passed, trouble were amassed and I was getting worse day by day. I considered myself that I was the most inauspicious person this world (my earlier postings illustrated that).
And then, I sent as SOS signal to the Kid perhaps I could get some good news or find a beneficial salvation for my issue.
One night, I met the Kid online and he told me that he was chatting online with the Rock Girl. I desperately demanded her ID from him and he did after a lil’ debate.
That was our dialouge (me & the Rock Girl):
me: um... er... hello?!
Rock Girl: hi
me: er..h.. hi....
R.G.: who?.. who are you?
me: m..me?! well
R.G.: bye
me: wait!… wait!
R.G.: no, bye!
me: why?? you didn't know anything yet, just cause you are a girl and I'm boy!
R.G.: whatever! i dont know u and i dont wanna chat with you…. ok ? bye
me: i thought you are more open-minded
R.G.: no I’m not, i dont care!
me: well, i bet you are! cuz I know you!!!!! (I thought that I should stop playing the polite gentleman role and tighten the screws a lil’ bit.)
me: and I’m not trying to scare you
(3 minutes pause)
me: so you like metal? and you are 22 yeas old
R.G.: no, i hate every thing!
(the Rock Girl is confused now)
R.G.:heeeey who are you?
(Back again to our game)
me: well i'm .. as you guessed, from hell or somehting nearby ….. i'm from Iraq
R.G.: heeeeeeeey, Kid ?
me: the Kid, the Kid himself….he is in Amman right now
(currently playing the dummy guy role)
me: you know him?!
R.G.: just leave me alone
me: why? is it something bad?……. i'm trying to chit-chat that is all
R.G.: bye
(feeling bored from continuing this)
me: at least do u want to know me? huh?!
R.G.: no……. bye and dont chat with me again
me: you, stubborn!
(being lil’ pissed of but trying to calm down)
me: you could guess who am I, at least! But anyway, sorry for that….you may misunderstood me
me: but
me: i had fun really talking to you
me: and i'm afraid i bothered you quite enough
me: sorry anyway
(Caesar is signing out)

Well, I published a posting about that conversation, but I decided to cancel it later due to Kid’s request. He claimed that Rock Girl would mind and sue me for that!

Anyway, I was fucked up afterwards examining my scar all the time going intervened by whims of masturbation. So I decided to establish a new way of pulling the shit out of me and that was my BLOG.

Later, the Kid told me that he told her about me and she decided to meet me.

October 2005,
I met Rock Girl and the first statement she said was: “God, you look like Richard Gear!” then we went on….
She is so naïve and innocent girl, wears trousers with an islamic yashmak covering the top. She has creamy skin with a cute looking and fabulous eyebrows. In addition, she is a heavy metal lesbian fan!!! Yea, she does love the sex fair as well as metal!
She is infamous for that thing……. FUCK OFF, HOMOPHOBICS!!!
Once, she jested with a bully girl and told her that she wanna marry her, the latter rushed to Anarki to tell him that… I wasn’t there to witness the reaction of Anarki but I bet that he was nauseated by.

We (the three of us) form a perfect team of insurgents against all bad notions and defects of our society, all had the same viewpoints and conceptions about almost everything.
We are like f.r.i.e.n.d.s. (except we need 3 other people more).

By the way, she is not a blogger as the Kid but she has a lot of fat shit to release. I remember once when I first told her about my blog’s title In Iraq, sex is like snow, she sighed and said : “yeahh, you are right!”.

I can say more about Rock Girl but that was all she allowed me to post about her, our
secrets simply are our own.

Ahhh, yeah… I forgot….

hApPy EiD ;)

Triple 5

2005-12-29T13:33:00.000-08:00

I wanted to post something else about sxplaining my alibi, but the current situation here in Iraq deviated it and switched my attention to reflect some of that foggy image to you.
Ladies & Genltemen,
WELCOME to Iraq; welcome to the frequent power outtages and insufficient water flow incoming, welcome to the (kilometred) queues of thirsty cars wating to get their little share of few liters of fuel with keeping in mind an important fact that Iraq is an petroleum exporting country!
It’s well-planned scheme to dislodge the habitants out of their land by blocking all that components of life and terroring them on their own ground.
Heeey, Long live 555! May Allah keep you safe to serve Iraq and go on the wheel of the progress. After all, it is the wise choice of the Iraqi people who took the counsel of ………… seroiusly and voted for them.
The black ink over the fingertips hadn’t dried yet and they declared that the prices of the feul will rise up in order to fight the smuggling as they claimed, but we found later that the southren cities of Iraq like Basrah resist the resolution and and opposed to apply it on their gas-stations (Iraq become federal country as you know!), while in the capital, that decision or resolution is active. However, the government acts helpless towards the application of that decision in Basrah.
Why is that, huh? Where are the oil wells and refineries mostly found? From where the smuggling operations takes action? And the imporant question, to where??
I think all of us know the answers! And I think that we should let the US army militants enjoy their celebration of the new year arrival!!!!!!

I should terminate this posting before the power does, the POWER is 5 or 6 hours off to one hour of usage.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, FELLOWS!

Parliamento

2005-12-14T11:19:00.000-08:00

Just wondering who will win the next parliament elections and triumph the authorty of ruling this miserable inauspicious country. People (as well as the candidates) are hassling and fussing inorder to witness the success of their election agenda by employing resounding mottoes and ardent speeches, pledging the public to fulfill all their demands in what concerning about security, justice, welfare, anti-terrorism, reformation, reconstruction, the freedom of doctrine and everything crossing in your mind of delusive favors and promises.
Nevertheless, I will vote this time cuz I’m sick of leaning my numb ass away and acting as indifferent to what happening here dreaming of the utopia in Iraq.
This time I must participate and shrug my shoulders selecting the most suitable that I can (somehow) trust, not realizing all above requests but at least to pick up Iraq from the doom and land in a safer shore.

Canceling all the spiritual (religiuos) lists and picking out a secular one to mark over.
It is not the religion’s blemish but the matter of fact that all the islamic parties here (whether was sunni or shiit) are exploiting Islam to verify something for their own with no link have to do with Islam. Besides, it must be detaching policy from religion. Regimes as Iran, KSA, Afghanstan (during Talaban’s reign) and Sudan are such examples of that theory, I also wanna annex the current government of Iraq to that list. (To know more about this you may visit baghdad’s blog, a post called “Iran influnce on Iraq”).
Again, I repeat, Islam is not blamed for such type of dictator regimes.

One last thing, I hope that the elections will be so democtaic, impartial and transparent no matter who swept the board.

that was fist to hit you

2005-12-11T13:34:00.000-08:00

Hello, anybody’s home?!
I’m back!
Sorry for being late but it’s my lazy ass who shackled me and hindered my fngers to peck something over here. Well, I’m doing fine! All my dark thoughts are going to vanish by virtue of someone I met recently.
Well, I don’t know what if I’m gonna say sounds crazy or else; but I think I prefer to be hurted and had a broken heart, I like the pain. I feel now that I’m not the man I used to be “suddenly, I’m not the half of man I used to be!”.
For the first time in my life I felt the real meaning of confidence. I thought that “summer occurrence” would terminate the torment that tortured me over over, I thought that sex would settle and stabilize the impetuous soul of mine. But I was bluffing myself, I always accused the Iraqi gurlz by names of ignorance and emptiness.Unmindful to important fact that is our fucken drastic society impose them to be like that.
How many times (you Iraqis) saw a gurl talking with a lot of boys and immedaitly you started to caw “ Dude, she’s a taxi” (means by “taxi” that she is passable for all guys justlike being a TAXI).
Why is that idiocy?! Can’t you stop bounding like monkies and let the people alone?
What are the chances of the of free existence in such system of livlihood that calls for covering the females to be like a walkin’ napkin?! Well, guys! Guess what? Females have souls too and they wanna enjoy the life as you do, that stupid veil inhibits and restains the desire to live delightly.
Fella! Imagine that cards were played differently and you are wearing yashmak instead of your sister, what would you feel now, huh?!
A year ago I had a big fight with my father when he decided to oblige my lil’ sister to wear hidjab!!!! Hello, dad! She is only 14 years old, what are you thinking of?! Besides, she doesn’t go out or mix with strangers, the only destination she meant is either her school or grandpa’s house!! And ofcourse because he was so (democratic) person, the disapproval was the only available answer.
She cried a lot and I felt her sorrow but I couldn’t do much but trying to diminsh that greif she received. I think this is a falgrant meddling in someone’s life to command him to commit of something that couldn’t do.
If I could marry a veiled (muhadjaba) girl, I would donate her he right to take it off because I wouldn’t marry a lass if I didn’t have the absolute confidence of her loyalty.
I remembered once when I had a similar conversation with a (muhadjaba), I asked her “does hidjab annoy you in summer, I mean it’s hot!” she mockingly quoted her aunt’s answer :”the hellfire is hotter!!”.
Oh, c’mon! is the perfection and the piety had reached to their utmost ceiling and we had nothing to but handling the issue of hidjab.
Last year there was an incident in Basrah when a group consist of some young men and girls arranged a picnic after finishing their classes but they were surprised by the onslaught of the followers of a fundamentalist islamic leader, they’ve beated this young bunch by cudgels and lash and statrted to call them infidels, perverts and prostituters. (NO COMMENT)
Is the pluder, snatch, deception, embezzlement, assassination, the free bloodshed or any other sin scattered in Iraq is totally annihilated that we could think in being more devout and pious.

Cold blooded....

2005-11-26T13:11:00.000-08:00

Hey.. A whole fuckin’ deep shit week of tests smothered my passionate intentions of releasing out the sap of me and pasting it over here.
Yesterday, our department team lost their match in the college tournament. We were beaten 3-0… OUCH!! I played for the first 20 minutes and then was out due to my low rated stamina ( I didn’t play soccer or do practicing for a month, plus, I masturbated twice on the night before the game).Luckily, the result was draw 0-0 when I was out so I guess no one can blame me now.

Wish to post more but feeling too cold and my fingers are sore so I guess this is it.

Mmmmuaaaah

2005-11-18T13:57:00.000-08:00

Hey! I didn't post anything recently cuz of many things popped out.All I can say is that I had some pornography with my "cute nymph".OK, Kid! I did what you told me to do, I did it orally so I guess everyone is happy and satisfied.After all I'm not sex maniac! (What am I saying?! of course I am!!!)

Filthy inside

2005-10-30T13:38:00.000-08:00

Umm sitting in my college net lab right now acting as the operator, just finished a boring lecture that made me yawning till death. I wanted to concentrate on it and pay the minimum magnitude of decent attention to the Doc. but it simply didn’t work out! I was justlike some of my section’s colleagues with eyes wide open and brains fully turned off.

Hey, intellectual kid, your performance that day was awesome and impressive. Therefore, bravo for that! There is no need to say “keep going!” cause you gonna do it.
Actually, you are playing on the strings of the guitar as if you are doing this on anyone’s veins (Ok, may be I’m just exaggerating), but you motivated something inside me with your playing.
Perhaps I should get a guitar to burst the sensations of wrecked soul, but I’m too lazy to do so, besides, I’m saving money to buy a new DVD reader driver.

Kid! By the way, enjoy your Microsoft frontpage project with “the prosperity chick”!!!!

Ok, Émigré! I’m tri-x rated boy!
Feel happy now?! You may wonder why that caesar don’t post any political shit in his cold blog?? Well, it is as simple as that; I can’t whoop anymore by the name of things like occupation, terriorism, corrupted government, constitution, sunni & shia, Saddam or even Al’aima bridge. Not b/cuz that I don’t giva shit or feeling indifferent as Haneen mentioned, but I just had fucken enough of what um watching and seeing day after day (btw, I hear now some heavy gunshots outside whilst I’m typing this posting).
I mean, it isn’t enough watching this pain in every place we stepped on?
Do we need to wage more of fury, anger and grudge to smash what left of a lost hope?!!
Must we widen the gap between us because of infertile conversations and speeches:
- well, I would say YES to the constitution’s refrrendum cause it is the best for Iraq’s benefit!
- What?? NO is my only word to this mockery!!!
- I bet that you are Sunni! Do you want Alzarqawi to kill more innocents?
- And do you think that blessed paper will tear him up?!!
- Of course, it will! Just you sunnis accept it and the situation will be settled down! Can’t you stop the destruction!
- Oh yea!! At least, we sunnis don’t led blindly by a word of “Ayotall…
Aferwards, word from here another from there and curse up curse down soon it was a big fight between these two citizens!

Why is that, huh?
About what these two Kia mini-bus passengers quarrelled for? Is it really Iraq’s benefit? Do we really care about Iraq; the soul?
Why we swap the accusations to each other; “you support terrorism, you support US armed forces, you are Baath loyalists, you are Iran ass-kissers,……..etc).
Can we talk about other topics like sex? Or just thinking about that makes you XXX freak?!!!

And Jarrar, if you have a problem with me you can discuss it with me directly. Just don’t panic! I don’t sting or bite anyway!
C’mon, you know what I’m talking about cuz Anarki13 transmitted your message to me.
It is the fact that you all are maltese and um just a psycho centerpiece!!

But I’m not pissed off cause you know why; last Monday at 10:20 pm, I was completing the final touches on my Electonic circuits lab report when my cellular buzzed showing a new number. At first, I didn’t pick it up cause I thought it would be another missedcall from those childish-minded mates I have, but the nokia tune continued playing so I decided to know who is that faggot!
And to my surprise, it was my cousin who lives in Rumadi!!!
I was delighted to hear from him all about our grandfamily news, the situation there, his study and the most imporatnt thing was my girl’s news. (remember that he was my message boy between me and her, refer to my psting at “Stan” to know the whole story).
I asked him about her; if she had received my two letters and if she did why she didn’t reply’em.
My cousin answered all these questions saying: “ well, listen Ali! Your beatiful duck (I used to call her that) is sending you her greetings with love and to tell you that she is angry that you didn’t come recently to visit. And what concerning your letters she kept them by heart and she couldn’t reply cause (I’d rather prefer not to reveal the reasons)

Then I asked : “ she told you that?”
“well, not exactly!” he answered and added “my fiance told me” she was her sister.

Well, I couldn’t sleep that night feeling with flaring gladness. But the question is: “will I finish what I left last time?”

I can’t bear all these syndromes and can’t confront all these filthy thoughts once.

YAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

for the love of spanking

2005-10-22T23:47:00.000-07:00

Hey, I was truning the pages of this book and I decided to fetch you some clues about that so I put'em on here,
The book is written by Dr. Victoia Zdork and published by DAR ELMALYEEN, Beirut.

Yes, spanking can be sexy, and a majority of women have fantasies about being spanked. Most men, too, find spanking a woman to be a strong sexual turn-on.But sexual spanking is not the same as the punishment spanking we may have experienced as children.
For a woman, the turn-on is not so much in the sensation of pain as it is in the feeling of helpless submission and vulnerability of being bent over her partner's lap, the attention being paid to her behind (a primary erotic zone), the feeling of a man's hand warming her buttocks, and the anticipation of sexual pleasures to come.
For a man, the arousing aspect of spanking is the feeling of control and power over his helpless lover, and the excitement of playing with her attractive bottom, turning it pink and putting her in the mood for some hot, passionate sex.
To master the art of erotic spanking, it is important to understand the following six principles:
The bottom is a prime erogenous zone; however, unlike other zones such as the breasts and back of the neck, the sexual arousal nerves in the bottom are buried in a layer of fat and require harder stimulation -- like in spanking -- to trigger them;
The physiological process of sexual arousal demands that before orgasm can occur, blood must be collected and kept in the genitals and nearby areas. Spanking creates just such a physiological response, as the stinging of the skin causes blood to collect in the bottom (and simultaneously in the nearby genitals), thus accomplishing "mechanically" what caresses and kisses do psychologically;
A properly done spanking, such as over the knee or with a cushion or other support propping up the woman's bottom, causes the bottom to squirm from the sting, simultaneously resulting in her rubbing her clitoris on the supporting knee, pillow, etc.
The feeling of "surrender" or submission is an important part of a woman's sexual response, as many women need to give up control and give themselves "permission" to feel sexual. Spanking incites and reinforces such feelings;
However, a woman must feel safe before she can give up control and surrender. Therefore, you must first earn her trust before attempting the game of erotic spanking. You must equate the spanking with sexual pleasure, eschewing any anger, sado-masochistic impulses or desire to humiliate her.
The tacit understanding, no matter what the role play, should be that spanking is a form of foreplay and that orgasm is the goal of both players. Therefore, the actual spanks should be mixed with caresses and gentle rubbing of her bottom and genitalia, and other foreplay if possible.

When you actually start the spanking, you may start by spanking her over her clothing, then over her panties (if you have her wearing them). Once you have warmed her bottom, you will always want to spank her on her bare bottom, as that is the sexiest kind of spanking.
Alternate a dozen or so spanks with rubs of her bottom, using firm but very sexual stroking to spread the warmth all over her rump. A finger between her legs can be used to get her breathing faster. You can also alternate spanks with gentle rubbing of her clitoris, tugging of her labia or caressing of her anus. This will make her associate spanking with other pleasurable sensations, thus conditioning her to get aroused to spanking. Take your time, savoring every smack and every feel of that delectable behind.

And Finally, a really good spanker can sometimes bring his partner to climax from such a sexy over-the-knee spanking. But every lover who knows his partner's symptoms of arousal can judge when the time is right to shift her from the spanking position to implement on his erect shaft, which should be hard and ready from having her naked bottom squirming over it.

French Kiss

2005-10-12T09:29:00.001-07:00

Toward the kisses and the dalliances, the woman loves the words and the gentle looks expressive of the longing and the emotion.
And there is the superficial kissing that pleases the women which is the touch of the lips by the lips for a while. And they may refuse (some of the women) the kisses and may allow other kinds of contact and adhesion and may a superficial kiss raise the desire in the woman if the pressure of the lips exceeded and the kissing period lengthened and that is related to the psychological effects, that led some women have required from the husband that he can not sleep with her and will not have sex until he touches and kisses her all over her body with long superficial kisses on her face and other body areas so that a violent revolution is raised and may demand half hour or an hour from the continuous kissing to win the prize!
And there is also the deep kissing and it is the tongue kiss of the tongue which is known by the French Kiss or the husband kiss and includes the touch of the tongue to the tongue and the lips to the lips and the internal parts of the mouth and the gentle deep superficial connection and the violent one to beloved mouth and squeezing the tongue and the two lips and biting them thin bite.
Tens of women recognized that they may come to the desire summit with kissing of French Kiss type alone without having sex because the mouth and the tongue and the lips contains millions of neurons that raise the violent sexual desire in the woman and the man, and 90 % of the women want the touch of the husband to their reproductive organs by his mouth and his tongue and they come to the strong orgasm.
And what about the of the health conditions to the nice kiss; advises doctor John Knutila (the author of “Fit for Sex” A Man's Guide to Enhancing and Maintaining Peak Sexual Fitness ) the husbands with the necessity of the care with the cleanliness of the mouth the tongue and the lips by cleaning them by the brush and the paste before the kissing and the non smoking or eating foods with smell before the kissing and the treatment of the inflammations of the mouth, tongue and the gum and the enjoyment of a sound health same free from the disease...
Take care for your elegance, your clothes and your appearance at the kissing and do not hurry the kisses until the woman allows you the entrance.
And enjoy the sucking and the touch and the squeezing and the chewing and the lick and the kisses’ sound and an exchange by mouth and the taste of the lips and the tongue.
Finally, the kiss raises the desire in the woman more than of any other thing.
But beware; the kiss may bequeath the disease if it was from a slut woman!

Caesar was here!!!!

2005-10-10T13:13:00.000-07:00

I just finished unleashing my fat shit of today’s crap on my diary note book and I’m turning to unleash it to you to smear your big hollow heads;
I’m now sitting behind my PENTRA listening to Linkin Park as I’m summoning up my ghouls to wreck the residue of my exhausted mind.
Overusing of touching my self, having some troubles with my college mates (including Mr. Gee’s stuff, releasing a virus to of one’s PC and being in debt to another), haven’t doing my prayers for a while (I know.. I know it’s Ramadan), being choked by a Muhajaba (the girl who wears that Islamic head cover or what known as Hijab)…….etc.
Ok, ok, ok Caesar, you just need to calm down, relax, never think of that cutting shit again, seize your sexual desires and send off those nasty fetish thoughts hovering inside your brain, find a way to a compromise with your good religious part with that lusty introvert one, being depressed in every second……… (I didn’t mention the fuckin’ customary routine of Iraqis daily life).
But that is not all; some Yahoo! Messenger pal told me that he loves me!!!! FUCK!!!!
No, not you too! I had enough with my study partners’ sarcasm. Shall I French kiss a girl in front of you all? Why you misunderstood me when I said: “I’m not a homo but I don’t mind… bla bla bla bla”.

My Dad was here trying to play that prodigy father role of giving advice as if he was the wise Daniel (why should I care? Let him enjoying this)

Damn you Kid, you fucked up again! And btw, stop praising yourself! I know that you are asshole like me but I’m proud of being your pal.
And you, PRINCY! I’m not the Satan I’m human and I need to be loved just like anybody else.
Lampard! Thanks for holding your slimy tongue and shutting your mouth all the day long.
Hey, Tornado! Do you get nervous when someone laughs at your voice? C’mon man! Beg your lord to realize your wishes…… يا رب
Where are you Anarki, why you don’t smell your old friends in university?
One more thing, I wanna apologize to you Shagohod but I did that cuz you started it first.
I feel better right now……. Zzzzzz!

Rock Girl

2005-10-07T22:56:00.000-07:00

I delete this posting according to some dude's request.

Ramadan, Muslims’ fasting month

2005-09-30T11:14:00.000-07:00

Hail the Muslims all over the globe with coming of the new arrival Ramadan; it is the 9th month of Hegira* (*the Islamic year), it is about 30 or 29 days of fasting, praying, reading Koran and worshipping Allah.
That doesn’t mean that we will do these things in Ramadan only but it means that it should be done more and more of ‘em during this holy month.
The fast in this month is simply to quit eating, drinking or smoking anything starting from the early rays of dawn up to sunset. But that’s not all, it is also a month of goodness that means you have to treat and deal with people well and be honest and trustful, never quarrel or mistreat or cheat your mate or anyone else as Allah reveals in Koran.
I’m just dying to enjoy the incredible taste of ifatar in Ramadan, which is a big meal served after sun sets.
I ask God to bless us and Insha’allah Ramadan Kareem!!!

Time out is over

2005-09-25T01:43:00.000-07:00

Ooofff! I was sitting in the computers lab and I sneaked out to blog this to you:
HELP ME! I’M BACK TO COLLEGE! BACK TO FUCKED UP MINDS, BACK TO LOUSY GUYS & CHICKS, BACK TO PAIN IN ASS, BACK…..
I NEED TIME OUT!!!!!!!!!

Stan

2005-09-25T00:47:00.000-07:00

I dunno what happened to me these days but I can’t stop listening to the duet “Stan” which was performed by the greatest rapper ever “Eminem” and the lovely “Dido”. It is weird but I think that my state recently is similar to Stan’s (the guy in the clip), that’s true!
Last winter I met a girl with 14 years old in “Rumadi” (my dad’s hometown). In fact, she is my sister’s friend and is pretty pretty. I don’t deny that I was mesmerized by her beauty, tried to be closer to her and she in turn didn’t mind it at all so we kept on meeting, chat, then admiration and …………….. until we found ourselves in an erotic situation (but didn’t have sex).
I returned to Baghdad while she stayed in Rumadi, this time with love healing my tortured heart and since then I didn’t see her again.
Without mentioning the horrible troubles I faced since I returned to Baghdad (hell city as Anarki13 said) that gave me a real pain in ass, I started to write letters to that cute girl telling her all that familiar shitty stuff of being lonely and missing her. I even asked one my cousins living there to be my messenger and I sent her two letters but with no reply, I’m now still writing letters but no one available to be my message boy this time. I wrote ten letters till now and was wonder if I would stop that crap or not but now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call.
The entire time going I look to her photo (she took one with my sister) I even forgot to ask her about her personal photo.
God, I tried to tell my sister about our relationship but I couldn’t cuz I was afraid that she will mind.
One day I picked up a new clean razor blade and scratched my chest (just over the heart) to see how much it would bleed It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me, I don’t know what I was thinking at that moment to do such insanely scary thing but certainly I didn’t intend to commit suicide.
I was (and still) in that freaky illusion knowing that I’m psycho about that country girl and my worst fear is the end will be just like it was to Stan (putting my girlfriend in the car’s trunk and jumped with the car out of the bridge), I don’t know.
The only thing I know is I have to keep on my faith, be patient and more relaxed and pay an attention to my study cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed.

P.S.: the verses written in italic are based on STAN's lyrics.

Belly Dancer

2005-09-21T00:11:00.000-07:00

Guys, does anybody know any girl studies in Alkanssa highschool? well, if you do then pick this: I've got their graduation party tape!!!
Yes, believe me it is good stuff to watch! it lasts for 2 & 1/2 hours and it's about chicks performing the eastren dance style (actually some of'em just bouncing!!).
You can call me if you need that tape cuz I've copied other five and release them to their demanders! By the way, we'd probably see one of them in our unversity (of course if they've sudied like the way the dance)!

note: (if anyone of Alkanssa chix dropped in herre I beg her pardon to not pee on me!)

Sex is like pringles, once you pop you can never stop!

2005-09-14T23:24:00.000-07:00

Hey, Iraqi people please listen up! Haven't you asked yourselves that question; What is the real meaning of sex?
Is it only going to whores' flats in Al'saidiya* and Kamaliya* or meeting the hookers of Arasat el'hindiya*, huh? (* are famous baghdadi whoredom places).
Are we educated well about sex? Do you we know the difference between porn and sex? And did we hear that word of pre-marital sex? Come on; don't say that it is illegal or islamically not allowed,
I bet all of you will do it if you have the chance cuz you want to do so.
Why are you so separated (I mean boys and gurlz)? Why we can't discuss such things? And what about HOMO-SEX; is there homo-sexuals in Iraq (you know, gays and lesbians)?
Hahahaha, imagine a couple of Iraqi lesbians! How will that be? Anyways, I didn't say couple of Iraqi gays cuz they are a lot and I know some (No no no don't let your nasty minds go any further I'm not goddamit gay!)
And you Iraqi chicks, do you know a lot about the concept of sex?
Is it right that the sexual desire of the female beats the desire of the male by 9 to 1?
Do you like spanking on your butts during having sex? Do you want the guy replies all your sexual demands, if you have any? Or that bullshit just found in the porn movies?
Let us not be ignorant and radicals, let us widen our culture (the sex is also a culture believe me!), let us let our minds be more wide open in order to expect and be ready for everything that may face us in this fucken life!

Al'aima bridge

2005-09-10T22:58:00.000-07:00

On Wendensday 31 of July 2005 the Iraqi people faced a disaster that they never seen like before, it was the disaster of Al'aima bridge.
Hunderds of people were lied down motionless cuz they were crashed by feet, drown in the river Tigris or died by asphyxia because of the heavy crowds of the shiite who were crossing that bridge to reach Imam el'Kadum mosque to celebrate the memory of that shiite's leader.
the whole misery started when two young men were telling jokes to each other of wearing a bombed belt and being ready to blow up all the marchers there. Then, some people heard them talking about that jokes but they took it as a matter of a truth and soon began to yell:"BOMBED,BOMBED, BOM..." Meanwhile, some Iraqi national guards shot some fire in air and soon the crowded bodies were flowing over each other, the whole scene was like having marathon therefore, the fences of the bridge broke letting the people jumping to the river either they intended or not.
yeah, that's true that I'm a sunni guy but I'm not supposed to be happy. I think that both Sunni & shiite are the lungs of this country, the one can't cancel the other and the proof of that is "Ottoman Ali".
Ottoman is 19 years old Sunni young man, when the disaster began he replied some mosque calls to rescue the people drown in the river tigris, he rescued 6 people and broght them to shore safe but he never stopped and soon he swam towards a poor woman was begging for a help but the atrophy and the fatigue purged that guy and soon he was swallowed by the great Tigris leaving us a memory of a hero named Ottoman Ali for both Sunni and Shiite.

With the name of my lord

2005-09-08T02:06:00.000-07:00

Well, that is my first time here so I expect to have good experience during the next days God willing.
Um.. er.. wha.. Ah, yeah... you can view my blog weekly and I beg your pardon, if you have the time and the desire to send me anything anything you want to say just don't hesitate cuz I'm looking forward to hear from you any any anything.