[mood: pause]
[craving: hunger]

[Final whisper: May you be a better person.. every year..]

[mood: energized]
[craving: the game!]

Every now and then, a new identity emerges into this virtual world, opens a website, guests flood in and the action begins. Every person has their own different style, own set of morals and values, unique way of thinking and expressing themselves- I mean its common sense, we are people and we know that as a fact: everyone is different than everyone else someway or another.

But then, somehow, some out there cannot accept this. A lot of webmasters/webmistresses out there get attacked because their website is ‘too personal’, or is ‘too selfish’ or ‘too boring’ or whatever any other reason a person can come up with. Just to clarify things, opening a website does not have any certain rules to be followed. Just like any painting, book, poem or song, its purely a person’s own piece of work, kindly laid out there for the public’s view and its up to you as a visitor to check it out or not. It’s their own effort, time and money used to make it. You don’t like what you see, then click away. You feel like sharing an opinion, or criticizing, then do it wisely, but to flood them with insults and cause frustration, is nothing but a waste of time for yourself as a visitor and degrading to you as a respectful person. Its funny that a person thinks they are ‘brave’ by insulting someone in public when they pathetically hiding behind a fake nickname. So much for bravery.. If you have more ‘useful’ things to share or feel a website should contain something for your own liking, then go ahead and open one yourself- the virtual world will not say no to a new .com..

This is not out of personal experience, but from personal observation of other website’s guestbooks and comment boxes.
p.s.I update only when I have something meaningful to share. Lately, I am trying to find a dictionary to explain my own life.

[Final whisper: Get well soon.. samsoomty..]

[mood: thinking]
[craving: ice-cold lemon/mint juice]

2nd of December- 32 amazing years of success, development and achievements and still moving inshallah.. Throughout the UAE, people celebrated in various ways this happy occasion, roads blocked with ‘maseera’, buildings, streets and trees dressed in glittery lights, UAE flags waving happily in every corner of the city, fireworks painted the dark night skies..

It was a truly joyful occasion, but what saddens me is how some celebrate it in a shameful way.. that instead of make us proud of our country’s achievement, make us but wonder are we moving forward just by the skyscrapers and technology and moving backwards with our values, tradition and beliefs?
I am specifically talking about local girls dancing in public without hesitation, others driving in cars, or being driven in cars, with windows rolled down and music on full blast while dancing and waving to cars in public? Some cover up their faces, to ‘cover’ up their identity thinking they won’t be recognized.. and some, even worse, don’t bother, after all.. they are only ‘celebrating’.. Is this how ‘open-minded’ we should be? Is this how ‘advanced’ our country have become? What happened to the girl’s preserved respect and dignity? Or is celebrating this occasion only be done this way? =\

There is more to say, but I am not here to ‘blab’ of how low some have gone, but said enough to express my point..

[Final whisper: uaeadorable.com.. welcome back sis.. =)]

[mood: smiling]
[craving: a social quench]

I got this on email a while back.. found it quite interesting since it opens another perspective of thinking.. read on:
“The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things. We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.
Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.
Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER: Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. If you don't send this to at least 8 people.... who cares?!”

[Final whisper: Elmasi.. the brushes are still wet..]