S as in Saudi – over and out. April 25, 2009Posted by Aella in Al Khobar, Bahrain, Bahrain Daily, Beirut, Blogroll, Culture, Don't - just don't, Dubai, Food, India, Indonesia, Iran, Israel, Karlskrona, Lebanon, Life, Manama, Music, Pakistan, Palestine, Pictures, Qatar, Quotes, Saudi Arabia, Saudi culture, Sweden, Tool, UAE, War, Whack, Work.
So. I have for quite some time been thinking about ending my blogging here at S as in Saudi. I have a lot to say but still nothing interesting to be honest. It has all been said. Been bitchin’, going on my rants, praising, celebrating, crying, whining and shit…
I have recently turned over a new leaf and I can see things quite a bit clearer and more focused when it comes to my life. I must say that, the years that I have been blogging here has been some of the hardest yet most interesting years of my life. I finally feel I can focus even if I don’t know exactly where I am heading. At least I know where I am not looking to head.
It has been an interesting journey where I started blogging to record the changes in my life and attitude and ended up a truly different person in a situation in which I never thought I would be in.
So I guess this is the last post here. I will keep the blog online for now and I will come back and hopefully read old posts and comments with a smile. It has been great getting all these comments from people all over the place. Some of you which I got to know a little more and some who only came once for whatever reason. I want to thank you all for your presence.
I will eventually be blogging elsewhere but it will be about a topic that I am passionate about. Who knows, we might meet again.
love to all of you out there
Protected: As it is November 24, 2008Posted by Aella in Bahrain, Culture, Karlskrona, Life, Manama.
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Iftar 10/09/08 September 10, 2008Posted by Aella in Bahrain, Beirut, Culture, Karlskrona, Lebanon, Life, Manama, Sweden.
The sun had set and something made her slow down the car as she passed by the now lit up fast food joint. She parked her car in an utterly bad and careless way on the side of the road. Not because she was actually careless, merely because she felt no will or strenght to care for a proper parking. Surely the police will be eating now anyway she thought as she grabbed her cardigan, car key and bag and left the car.
As she pushed the door open she once again registered what she already had seen from the street. The place was pretty abandoned except for one couple that had come to pick up a take away. They sat by the window talking and smiling. Their silver coloured car was parked outside the door in the middle of the lane, the engine still running. A small man in a big suv was honking his horn obviously thinking the car would move. It didn’t.
She walked up to the counter and made a quick order of something she had eaten before but still didn’t care much for. Why was she here, she wondered as she walked down the room and sat down by one of the many empty tables. The streets outside were empty with the expecetions of a few men on bicycles cycling by. She rested her face in her hands and sighed. Something inside felt sad and god so heavy. How sad am I, sitting here alone she thought. She grabbed her bag to see if there was anything to read in there but could only find her passport. A manic version of herself was smiling back at her as she flicked through the pages. Sad and lonely were the only feelings she could describe the moment as.
The take away couple grabbed their bags and left. Silence. A feeling of something strange in the air. Her heart sank even deeper. So this was it? She looked outside and saw her reflection in the mirror. Fifty-six empty chairs in the room and then there she was. Alone. She hated to admit it but the air was carrying a feeling from the past. She felt like an abandoned child at Christmas. Not that she ever was abandoned at Christmas.
She ate her food with no contentment whatsoever. Left the joint and drove home.
As she washed her face in the bathroom after having arrived home, she sang a song from her childhood. A song that was a part of a life left behind but held dear in the most secret part of her being.
Loud and clear did her voice echo up through the thirteen storey building. Families having just finished their first meal of the day stopped talking and looked up. Children stopped their crying and interupted their boisterous games. All members of these well constructed family units leaning their heads towards their bathrooms listening to the lonely and clear voice. What language may this be they asked themselves? What floor does this voice stem from?
natten var stor och stum
nu hör det svingar
i alla tysta rum
sus som av vingar
se på vår tröskel står
vitklädd med ljus i hår
The song cleansed her broken spirit if only for a moment and a certain beauty was added to her loneliness. Something from the past held her company.
Ramadan Kareem August 31, 2008Posted by Aella in Al Khobar, Bahrain, Bahrain Daily, Beirut, Culture, Dubai, Food, India, Indonesia, Iran, Karlskrona, Lebanon, Life, Manama, Pictures, Qatar, Saudi Arabia, Saudi culture, Sweden, UAE.
Ramadan Mubarak to all sisters and brothers out there.
May Allah accept your prayers, fasting and good deeds in this holy month
and may it’s virtues extend to many years to come.
Have a good ‘un!
Blinded by hate? May 21, 2008Posted by Aella in Al Khobar, Bahrain, Culture, Iran, Israel, Karlskrona, Lebanon, Life, Manama, Pictures, Quotes, Saudi Arabia, Sweden.
A few days ago my son came to me and told me that his American social science teacher had taught them about the holocaust that day. He had done this even though the school had asked him not to teach the kids about this…
What can I say?
How sad is the world?
Are people down here so blinded by their hate for Israel that they refuse to acknowledge what happened? I can tell you that I surely don’t like Israel and what they are up to but that won’t stop me from telling my kids about the holocaust. Why? Because it happened and it was awful. Shame we are letting the same thing happen again and again in other countries and with other people. I am really disappointed in the school since this is part of basic education in my opinion. Didn’t expect this from a school that calls itself “International”. Do any schools down here teach the kids what happened?
Want to deny this? Ignore it perhaps?
From the Holocaust Research Project site:
“It was once said that not remembering the Holocaust means to side with the executioners against its victims; not to remember means to kill the victims a second time; not to remember means to become an accomplice of the enemy. On the other hand, to remember means to feel compassion for the victims of all persecutions.
By solemnly commemorating the tragedy of the Holocaust, we will keep history in mind, never forget the past, cherish all lives, and create a better future.”
Today January 14, 2008Posted by Aella in Bahrain, Beirut, Dubai, Karlskrona, Lebanon, Sweden.
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Is the saddest day this year I predict. More to come but this was a sad day. Really sad.
End of 2007 December 30, 2007Posted by Aella in Al Khobar, Bahrain, Culture, Karlskrona, Life, Manama, Saudi Arabia, Sweden.
Everything must be seen from different angles and perspectives or we cannot get a fair picture of it.
I must say that the last year has been a not so good year on the chart of my years. It has confused the hell out of me and right now I am standing at the door of a new year with nothing but pieces left of myself and my previous life. Holding them up. Trying to fit them together but they like me have no will to fit right now.
2007 has been an emotional roller coaster with many dips far below and some really nice highs as well. There are few things I wouldn’t want to be without from this year yet I would not like to go through this year again.
Many times I have wanted to write about how I feel and what has been going on in my life but you just don’t do that.. Why is a questions that can be discussed forever. I am at this stage somewhat weak yet feel clear and sure about where I am heading. My head is constantly full of words, sentences, and phrases all wanting to find their place in the world, their place in a bigger context. In my head places always flash before me. Places that I associate with people or certain events. Life has been to painful this year and now I gladly but also sadly bid 2007 farewell and wish it nothing but well.
I do not wish to meet again.
Happy New Year to all of you and may2008 be a great year in every way. May God bless you (and me as well pleease).