I have seen parts of the rehearsals and am very excited to take my children. There is a 50% discount offer until 22nd Aug 2010 so book now to take advantage of the offer. Original ticket prices are 8KD for 8 first row seats and 6KD for the back seat. Tickets are selling fast so make sure you book early to avoid disappointment.
Took sometime to find a nice greeting image
Ramadan Kareem everyone.
I was thinking to post my novel to coincide with the 20th remembrance of the invasion of Kuwait but then I thought that my story was not really about the invasion even though it had a strong impact on it. I decided to start telling my story from years before the invasion.
I remember it still like it was yesterday. The sky transformed into dusty orange with shades of gray, like I haven’t seen before. Whirls of differently shaded clouds were forming and I could hear thunder in mid afternoon. My mother called from the house as I was playing in the garden in our house in Ahmadi. “It will rain soon” She said.
I rushed to the house. At that age I have only witnessed few rainy days that I would remember and was anxious of what to expect. I stepped home with fright. The sky was different today. It felt that the world would end or that something was going to fall from the sky to the blowing sound of thunder.
My mother tried to calm me, as I was peeking from the window, and said, “It is about to rain,” and continued, “blessed rain.”
I turned my head towards her for an explanation.
“Early spring rain is special. If you collect it you can get any thing you wish for”
In excitement, I forgot my fear and rushed to the kitchen to find a cup to collect the precious water. I found my favorite metallic cup by the basin within my reached, which I grabbed in haste and rushed to place on the cement porch. As I put it to rest, I saw the water droplets hitting the floor. There were falling at faster speed and so I stepped back and tried to spot how many would land in my cup. I stood there counting and praying for more rain.
“You can go and play with your brothers and then take your cup when the rain is over” my mother advised me.
I took her advise with a pinch of worry that something might go wrong, at the same time I knew what I wanted to wish for.

I created a new category on my blog entitled a theory of mine, in which I hope to present thoughts or theories that I think were not mentioned before but would explain things from where I stand. It is important to mention if something is based on personal theories as I found many people write in absolute tone as the only fact under the sun, when in fact it is their own personal theory or one of many that they favored. The absoluteness might be misleading as the reader should always be encouraged to challenge statements and explore other theories, and hence instead of repeating myself in saying in my own opinion or forgetting to mention that it is my own theory, the category should be your guide. I look forward to adding posts to this section
It happens so often that we find a lull in our creative storm where things sit quietly and does not progress further. Awaiting for that glorious sparkle of excitement to ignite it.
I was pondering over the current situation where I have so many posts ideas scribbled on various places. Even within my university notes I have post headings written on the margins. Yet, I have hardly written a small number of posts.
Time was never a primary constrain in my book when it comes to blogging at least. I can post anything within 15 minutes, as my post tend to be a brief of elaborated thoughts and I have many post thought out and waiting to materialize onto my laptop screen.
So, what was it that held me back. Is it the mood after I recently heard bad news?
Maybe my brain is congested with thoughts? As it usual is, when I try to solve all the problems of the world at once.
I recently opened a twitter account that still needs to be added to my blog. So while pondering I searched for some writing websites or blogs to follow, believing that I should get some inspiration or advice and open of the usernames I found was enough to knock some sense back into me.
It was just “Shut up and write”, which can take you out of the moaning phase into an action phase. This is an attitude I have to constantly remind myself of in other areas of my life. Just doing something is easier instantaneously than the process of thinking and moaning about it which seems to do more in enlarging and complicating the task than simplifying it.
I wonder how many times I will need to be reminded o this but or now it is action time
Around 14 years ago, my cousin gave me a children’s book by Dr Naif Al-Mutawa (the creator of the 99 comic series)
The story was simple but the message was powerful and somehow the name of the author stuck to my head although I am not one to remember names yet alone of authors. I saw Dr Naif in 2010 in P2BK exhibition and felt very inspired by him. Today I watched his TED talk and felt proud and wanted to share it. I think he should be one of the 99 heroes. His passion is so stronge I think it could be contagious ![]()

I was trying to explain to my 5 year old son about the phases of the moon. So I came across this nice site and thought of sharing it. It shows the phases in a monthly calendar, which I think is very useful.
I am not sure if it is a practicality issue or some childhood association from diary covers that made me always want a pocket watch. So on one of my London walks I spotted a necklace watch so I decided to buy one instead and my 5 year old son also wanted one so, as always, I wanted to promote the notion of sharing and told him to pick the design and colour that suites both of us and we would agree which days we would wear it. We bought the one above and since he was going off for a camping trip for the weekend, we agreed that his turn to wear it would be after he comes back.
I was happily wearing it through out the weekend glancing at it each every once in a while regardless of whether I wanted to know the time or not. Afterward, my son came back and as agreed I handed him the necklace to wear. He was ecstatic and kept on opening and closing it. He went out with his father while I sat at home working and later he came and apologized as he told me that he broke the opening button.
I appreciated his honesty and sincere apology and thought to myself that somethings are worth sharing with the right people only and this example was one I would use to explain to him why I can’t share everything I have with him. Although I can already anticipate some of his counter arguments especially since sharing is a big practice in our house and I am eagerly promoting it so he can do the same with his younger brother. Nevertheless, it is important to learn few other rules that go together with the concept of sharing. So we set up some rules
1) Not all things can be shared
2) We must take care of things we share
3) to value and respect the privilege of sharing
Not all things must be sacrificed in the name of sharing

I was watching my brother play a game in which he had to call out the colour of the word such as the one above as fast as he can. The challenge is that you override the impulse to call out the word. So it turns out that reading is faster than making sense of the colour which seems like the obvious thing. I was wondering how that works?
The longer reaction time that takes place in order for people to call out the correct colour is known as the Stroop effect. Apparently it is used to assess mental abilities such as to measure selective attention, cognitive flexibility and processing speed. The reading process is automated while making sense of the colour requires more thinking and this requires some attention to override the automatic process. So if a person does can not read then he/she will do better by calling out the correct colour faster and a fast reader will need more time to forget about the righting and focus on the simplicity of colour. A fine example when your education gets in the way and makes you miss the obvious

My daily internet surfing routine involves the following;
1) checking my facebook for any comments or updates (in case someone thought of communicating something important there and forget that calling is still an option)
2) My emails (I have 5 I check daily and 2 occasionally)
3) Botamba.com, Botamba.com and did I say Botamba?! (I love it so much that I decided long time ago that any blog that is not there I will not even bother reading and so when I meet bloggers I always recommend that they add their blogs to it.
Of the many blogs listed there few that catch my attention like Ansam’s, ilsultana, his & her, exotic events and few others based on interesting posts with varying levels of quality, but there is one blog that I would not miss and has always been able to draw a smile on my face.
Kumail plus blog never failed to impress me. Although most posts are of pictures so I don’t actually need to visit the site and still enjoy it (which might underestimate the site visits). The posts are simple but well selected and after following the blog for awhile it is the first blog that I would recommend and think is worthy of mention.