I left work one day much earlier than I thought, having promised a friend I'll drop by his place at 7ish in Mishref for a little chitchat and maybe a few good games of Chess, I had a couple of hours to kill. So i decided to drop into Starbucks Mishref and have a good read of my book ( I think it was Stephen Levitt's 'Freakonomics' at the time )
Bought a White Choco Moca walked over to a free table and sat down. The chairs were comfy, the coffee hit the right spot and the book was as absorbing as a dry sponge on Eva Mendes's back... I leaned over and dragged the adjacent chair closer so i can stretch my legs a little and there it was again, all the eyes in the joint veered my way. It wasn't even just a glance and back to the conversation at hand, they kept checking back, slowly peeling away at me, wondering if my feet are still stretched across the armchair in front.
This, fascinatingly enough, is something that I've noticed repeatedly here and have come to the conclusion that it is the main reason that Kuwait can be a hassle to live in at times. People here can't just be, they need to get into peoples business. Today I received an email at work of a chick dancing as she was listening to an album at Virgin Megastore @ Marina Mall, taken on a mobile camera... WTF!
This sort of attitude removes the de-stress factor from going out. People nowadays are reverting to other means of chilling and spending quality time with friends and family. Going to such places as members clubs, like Palms - Corniche - SAS, and shalehs or home parties and dinners. There seem to be less and less venues around where people can just go and let loose.
Which is a real shame...! We are living in an increasingly complex time and people are dealing with more and more stresses, from work to the home to the family to the ever rising cost of living. With all that on board, people need to enjoy the precious few moments they have to themselves.
Being new to the corporate scene, I even find people take the short blasts to foreign land to relieve their stress and return to face another three to four months before their next excursion.
Why does it need to be so...?!
Personally, this lifestyle is still never ceases to boggle me... What to do though..?!
You can't beat them all... or can you...?!
02 July 2007
30 June 2007
United we Stand... Devided we Fall...
You see, since I got back from a 6 year stint in London last August, I've been shocked one time after another. Right to this point where i lay battered and bruised before you now...
Kuwait is a funny old place, it really is... for a start, things are never as simple as they appear on the surface...
They say Kuwait is a Muslim state that maintains the secular rights of non-Muslims... I say, 'BAH!'. Since i arrived in August of last, superficially everything seems to be alright. Though i can't help being disappointed on that front.
Hardly anyone on this land practices Islam to its bare minimum, I've personally had discussion with supposedly religious people (Beard, Short-Dress and all...) who have commented on my liberal views. Following which, once their defenses fell through prolonged chats, they care to venture their summer fling stories with so and so in some foreign country. Which are, beyond doubt, insane..!
Now, I'm no guru on Islam... but isn't Islam a way of life...?! a mental being...?! a peace with oneself, of content hood and righteousness...?! does this way of life take a break when you're out of the country...?!
I know I'm not the first, and definitely not the last person, to bring forth this argument, but there's a reason why i am... reason being, its the foundation of 90% of our problems!
You see in Kuwait, I believe our biggest flaw is our false interpretation of social standing... with that i mean, that people create two profiles of themselves. A personal profile, whom close friends and maybe the family might see, and a public profile that is accessible by all. The funny thing is the variation between the two is in most cases severe.
Girls have a hard time here, am sure... Blame it on stubbornness or sluttyness, either way, you guys do bloody ask for it most of the time... And if you've been to Marina Mall on the weekends you'd know what i mean... Damn..! the amount of shit these girls go through just to be followed around and treated like nothing more than booty calls by questionably looking power rangers is beyond me...
It's sad guys... once you get over the surface, it's nothing but a nation with as many facades as a clown on 'Clown Idol - Show Night'... We've lost our true spirit...
Remember back in the days when the families of kuwait would prepare for Independance and Liberation day weeks in advanced... Parading the streets with one message, 'WE ARE UNITED!'...
Nowadays, police are in an effort to stop it weeks before it arrives because it has spiraled down to nothing more than a disgraceful act of hooliganism...
Fools...!
Kuwait is a funny old place, it really is... for a start, things are never as simple as they appear on the surface...
They say Kuwait is a Muslim state that maintains the secular rights of non-Muslims... I say, 'BAH!'. Since i arrived in August of last, superficially everything seems to be alright. Though i can't help being disappointed on that front.
Hardly anyone on this land practices Islam to its bare minimum, I've personally had discussion with supposedly religious people (Beard, Short-Dress and all...) who have commented on my liberal views. Following which, once their defenses fell through prolonged chats, they care to venture their summer fling stories with so and so in some foreign country. Which are, beyond doubt, insane..!
Now, I'm no guru on Islam... but isn't Islam a way of life...?! a mental being...?! a peace with oneself, of content hood and righteousness...?! does this way of life take a break when you're out of the country...?!
I know I'm not the first, and definitely not the last person, to bring forth this argument, but there's a reason why i am... reason being, its the foundation of 90% of our problems!
You see in Kuwait, I believe our biggest flaw is our false interpretation of social standing... with that i mean, that people create two profiles of themselves. A personal profile, whom close friends and maybe the family might see, and a public profile that is accessible by all. The funny thing is the variation between the two is in most cases severe.
Girls have a hard time here, am sure... Blame it on stubbornness or sluttyness, either way, you guys do bloody ask for it most of the time... And if you've been to Marina Mall on the weekends you'd know what i mean... Damn..! the amount of shit these girls go through just to be followed around and treated like nothing more than booty calls by questionably looking power rangers is beyond me...
It's sad guys... once you get over the surface, it's nothing but a nation with as many facades as a clown on 'Clown Idol - Show Night'... We've lost our true spirit...
Remember back in the days when the families of kuwait would prepare for Independance and Liberation day weeks in advanced... Parading the streets with one message, 'WE ARE UNITED!'...
Nowadays, police are in an effort to stop it weeks before it arrives because it has spiraled down to nothing more than a disgraceful act of hooliganism...
Fools...!
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"O true apothecary!
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-- From Romeo and Juliet (V, iii, 119-120)
Apothecary (pronounced / ah-POTH-i-kerry) is a historical name for a medical practitioner who formulates and dispenses materia medica to physicians, surgeons and patients — a role now served by a pharmacist.
In early times, an apothecary was a one-stop shop for any kind of medical service. whether that meant midwifing a pregnant mother-to-be or supplying Shakespeare with opium, an apothecary had the trust of his people because of one simple reason, the apothocary had mainly been blunt and straightforward. Thus, people who visited can always assure unbiased advise.
With that in mind, this is what i'd like the theme of this blog to entail. Blunt and straightforward insights into the world around me.
This is what i'll leave you with for now..
Peace..
Thy drugs are quick. Thus with a kiss I die."
-- From Romeo and Juliet (V, iii, 119-120)
Apothecary (pronounced / ah-POTH-i-kerry) is a historical name for a medical practitioner who formulates and dispenses materia medica to physicians, surgeons and patients — a role now served by a pharmacist.
In early times, an apothecary was a one-stop shop for any kind of medical service. whether that meant midwifing a pregnant mother-to-be or supplying Shakespeare with opium, an apothecary had the trust of his people because of one simple reason, the apothocary had mainly been blunt and straightforward. Thus, people who visited can always assure unbiased advise.
With that in mind, this is what i'd like the theme of this blog to entail. Blunt and straightforward insights into the world around me.
This is what i'll leave you with for now..
Peace..
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