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Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Well last week I went to Dubai on a business trip and stayed there for five days. I do not regret the trip, it was a good experience for me, but I have to admit I tried my best to like the city and failed! It was due to several reasons.
First, Dubai fell victim to an extremely unfair comparison with Istanbul.. it had no chance! I spent a week at Istanbul just one month ago and came back starry-eyed.. I was head over heels for those streets, markets, palaces, parks, shops, islands, and just about everything there. And then there was Dubai with its ginormous towers, insanely developed infrastructure, artificial parks and islands, gigantic malls, and fancy restaurants. I was simply unimpressed, I was like "that's it?" towers just don't impress me, and malls are soon to bore me, so it just didn't happen.

Second, the nature of my trip made it a bit boring. I was tied up with the company for some events and plans so I wasn't entirely free to schedule my day the way I want.

Third, I was without my husband, the one who is in charge of everything related to commuting, shopping, sightseeing, and just all of this stuff I suck at. Plus it was just not fun without him.

Fourth, It is expensive, transportation is ridiculous! and the metro wasn't that practical.

Fifth, It was cold! I felt like I was in one giant mall the whole time! people seemed unhappy and far away, there are no kids, there are not normal parks, there are no "normal" houses. Everyone lives in towers.. they're like little mice living in little shoe boxes and going shopping everyday. Towers surround you so you can barely see the sea.. and all you get to do is go to malls.. malls, malls, malls! People work their asses off the whole day, and it just felt as if they were wasting their lives in an empty loop. I am probably being judgmental but this is how I felt.

Sixth, everything felt like it was forced to be! the sea was forced to go to place it wasn't supposed to go to.. and land was forced to reach places it was not meant to. Just towers and shiny buildings all around.. that's all you will ever see..

I guess that's about it. We went to Deira though and I liked it. This is the old part old Dubai, and it felt natural, welcoming, and genuine. Also I liked Ibn Battutah Mall, cannot lie! it is very unique.

Now, regardless of all of that. I did not like Dubai but I respected it. Not because people abide by the law,  traffic is organized, the country is in the peak of advancement, and everything is in order, no. These things are admirable of course, but what truly earned my respect was the diversity, people's tolerance toward each other, the ability of all races and religions to live side by side freely and happily. No prejudice, no stereotypes, no racial profiling, and no affirmative action.
Why can't we all be like that? why can't people just live together and stop fighting and stop that crap about being attached to just one country and defending it to death! Can't we just embrace the beauty of our differences? of course we can. This is what I happily learned in Dubai, it is possible, this is not a perfect pink world we're talking about.. people can actually live together in harmony and peace. I just hope this happens all over the world where people are fighting over ridiculous stuff like religion and race.

Couple of tips if you're going to Dubai: Rent a car, it is much cheaper than using transportation, prepare to come back with huge luggage due to the constant obsessive shopping, visit Deira if you like old markets and adventures, plan things in the evening, especially the ones outdoors, and get a map of the Dubai Mall cause you WILL get lost and you WILL cry for help.. or better yet just don't go there. Ibn Battuta is much more interesting.

Over n' out ;)
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Yesterday I slept over at my parents' house. It was so weird, why did I feel so strange? I was so stunned that I was not at all comfortable! what happened, it's only been a month!
I tried to ignore it.
Before I got married, I had left my bookcase at my room, and it was full of stuff I couldn't take with me.. letters, pictures, notebooks, gifts from friends, and of course my books, and I told my mom that I didn't want anyone to play with my bookcase and that I will take these things later. Yesterday I found out that the maid had taken all the boxes and thrown everything in them away! the fan that Rasha got me from Spain, notebooks that me and Takwa have written on, notes, memories, pens, boxes, things that are so important to me! everything but my books was thrown away! I was furious, I asked my mom why did you do that!! I told you not to move them. She said she thought I only meant the books.
I was so sad, I even felt like going home, but my husband was on call and it was late at night.
I went to bed and tried to calm myself down. I felt like I'd overreacted and that it was not a big deal, but then I realized what was making me so sad.. The separation! It was so sudden and violent, I didn't have the chance to prepare! I did not think I would be separate from what I called home for 24 years so fast! I needed a slower and less painful closure, but that was it. The minute that my wedding started, it simply stopped being home for me.
I remember my big sister tried once to explain this feeling to me and I didn't understand, and I told her she was being melodramatic. I do feel a bit like a drama queen now, but every time I remember my lost stuff I feel like bursting into tears.
Oh well. drama is over, moving on..
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Oh boy, this is gonna be a long post
Hello, what's up? I miss it here, but my life has been a bit crazy cause you know I got married and what not. 
A lot of people ask me what is marriage like? and I honestly don't know what to answer, I don't know what marriage is.. not yet at least, I just know that I'm happy and loved and thankful for it.
My life has yet to take a certain pattern, but I think it will soon. It was hard for me I'm not gonna lie, I still feel like "going home" and sleeping in my bed and having nothing to worry about, but all of that is part of growing up I suppose.
My honeymoon was the most beautiful seven days in my life. I cannot help but look at the pictures again and again every once in a while just to remember those amazing feelings. I took a zillion photos and I just cannot decide which ones to post here for the monthly photographic diary post.

I think I'm gonna revive my old label "cooking" cause I've been doing some of that lately. I'll be uploading photos just cause I'm so proud. I find cooking easy and fun, and I love having cooked an amazing meal. It feels great.

My wedding was a blast. I was just simply happy! To be honest I hardly remember any details. But I remember a number of moments. First, the moment when I looked in the mirror and thought "Boy, I look super pretty" second, when I heard the drums outside our house.. my heart was ON THE FLOOR, they were coming for me.. literally HAHAHA. Another moment when we left the hall and headed home.. a whole new different home!! All in between was fun, dancing, photos, laughter, and craziness.

But now we're back to reality and back to our jobs.. it's not always rainbows and butterflies :p
I may go on a trip to Dubai for a couple of days soon, but I still don't know for sure.
I feel like there is much more I wanted to talk about but I cannot remember now. Well, here is a song



Here it is, October.. with all its beauty, and I'm just picking my favorites here: