Sunday, December 17, 2006

I do. I do. I do believe in Iraq

It was the second time I see the move Elf, about the end when Santa needs the Christmas Spirit to fly his reindeer sledge and everybody starts to sing:

"Santa Claus is Coming to Town

You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry;
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why;
Santa Claus is coming to town.

He's checking his list, checking it twice;
Going to find out who's been naughty and nice.
Santa Claus is coming to town.

He knows who is sleeping, he knows who is awake.
He knows who has been bad or good;
So be good for goodness sake.

You'd better watch out, you'd better not cry;
You'd better not pout, I'm telling you why;
Santa Claus is coming to town. "

It was the same feeling I had when I first saw Peter pan, the new version, when Tinkerbelle needs people to believe in her so she can fly again. Then all the characters start saying "I do, I do, I do believe in fairies" it was then I needed to believe in Santa and in fairies too.

At my age, I know there's no such thing like Santa, or fairies, but in a moment I needed to believe anything said to me so I can come to believe that Iraq is coming back, and we Iraqis, inside and outside Iraq, would go back to live our ordinary lives again.

Life seemed to be much easier before "liberation". I know some people would say this is against the new Iraq's democracy but I believe we've all had enough of "the new Iraq". We've seen children slaughtered, women deflowered, men dragged from their homes to their unknown destination, when the next day they can be found in a plastic case cut into pieces or thrown on the piled up garbage round the corner. Enough massacres and killings, enough hearing about tragic endings of loved ones, we have had enough.

For so long, since the mandatory US forces put their feet in Iraq, I knew that it's not going to get any better. I, somehow, kept debating with friends I've known since forever, that the United States' troops are not here to free us and give us democracy. Apart from the real reason, and apart from what lies they gave us, which by the way we have had enough of that too, I still hope Iraq would be better than ever.

What is it all about a bunch of "guys" bombing a "Shiite" mosque? And what about the other bunch of "guys" who bombed a car in a "Sunni area"? And the many other reports on TV and the headlines in newspapers. What about all religious men found beheaded on the sidewalks? Nevertheless, a discussion among a group of Iraqi people would conclude "there's nothing such as "Shiite" or "Sunni". We are friends since forever and we live together like brothers. We share the same neighborhoods, same schools, and same jobs. Families are bound in intermarriages and friendships. Only ignorant people who can't understand the concept of fellowship are making a fuss about who is "Shiite" and who is "Sunni".

That is what educated Iraqi people would say, and by the way most of them, like university professors, scientists, doctors or any intellectual, you name it, they are either already murdered, kidnapped, or had to flee the country after they were threatened, or they are forced to stay home for their own safety.

Then who are the rest? Then who the hell are those strange people in the streets? Who are those black-clad militias? Those people we saw stealing robbing and looting Iraq?

With all the news and headlines hinting about those "Shiite" groups are avenging in "Sunni areas" or visa versa, and after the stories about killing any one named "Omar" or "Ali", yet those educated people stick to their answers and say these are lies. And when you ask them about the news, you would get the same simple answer.

What is this "same simple answer"?!
If you notice the techniques and the methods used by those "groups" you'll find they are the same whether they are announced to be committed by this group or that. Why do you think they are the same? Have you thought about it? It's simply because there's no two groups. There's only one big group of malicious people who hate Iraq and their unity so they pay to other people like them to commit their hateful crimes against Iraq.

It saddens me that there are still people who can't see this simple truth.

I know this post might shock some friends of mine remembering my words about "I never talk politics nor religion" but it's for Iraq's sake. It's for the only home I knew. The only people I love. It's for the homeland which we talk about in our songs and sob tears for. Not for the houses which are being demolished. Not for the buildings which are being destroyed now. Not for the trees that are already cut and replaced by barriers. It's for Iraq.


I do… I do... I do believe in Iraq

Monday, December 11, 2006

Colourful Black* World

No, this is not about a new art course nor a new painting of mine. It's simply about the world I see through my monitor. Yes, I fixed it. My e-world is back colored now.

I look at the colors and wonder if it was that beautiful. I don't know, or it could be my eyes. I they are used to the dim colorless picture.

Anyway, I'm a bit busy these days. I have to study for my mid exams. Three exam; three days in a row. I bought two of the books when the semester started. I could manage to reach what we reached in classes. But the third book "Organizational Behavior" was hard to find.

I was luck today to find it yesterday in Sharjah World Book Fair. I went with my parents with the thought that I must find books about business. I read a lot but nothing related to MBA. I wrote down some names recommended by my lecturer so it would be easy for me to choose some books.

When I got there, I spent about one hour trying to find "OB" and when I found it as if the mission was accomplished. I spent the other two hours with my mother looking for interesting books. We end up buying six novels in English, other two in Arabic and ten English pocket books. And 11 editions of an Arabic magazine "horoof Arabia" (Arabic letters). Back to literature


It is a black world indeed. No matter how colourful the crayons or screens we are using, the stories and the news we read are all black.

A little piece of wisdom of mine :D