<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:49:38.393-08:00</updated><category term='Kuwait'/><category term='Cars'/><category term='fun'/><category term='my love my life'/><category term='fittness'/><category term='me myself; fun;'/><category term='General'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Office'/><category term='me myself'/><category term='Clothes'/><category term='Food'/><title type='text'>Kuwaitdreamz - أحلام الكويت</title><subtitle type='html'>An expatriate living in Kuwait for 25 years....i dont belong to this country. But i'm bound up over here......

This is my dwelling...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-4642477956173772152</id><published>2009-01-25T01:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:41:26.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>*  Should i turn selfish ?</title><content type='html'>I feel people around me are turning to be more selfish day by day......my friends, colleagues, neighbours, family members.....(maybe everyone including me! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 7 years I have been working for a well known Trading &amp;amp; Contracting company but recently i was transfered with a promotion/increment to their sister concern company (a Marine Department) becz my big boss needed my services there. So i'm  in a new environment for the past two months with all new colleagues who are real friendly. But i find it very hard &amp;amp; dissapointing to communicate with my old colleagues becz they now behave as though i never worked with them for 7 years.Since my job nature (i.e. project admin) is to interact with both the companies, i find that my previous collegues show no co-operation to any of my requests/requirements. I dont want to put this issue in front of my boss becz i know they would have to face severe consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the same experience today morning also when i was there in my previous office with some job related to purchasing. My once upon a time friend (ex-colleague) behaved as though i was a stranger and couldnt even put up a fake smile.Whatever i asked him/her, the reply was "I DONT KNOW"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast some of them were warm &amp;amp; welcoming towards me such as the teaboy, my Managing Director &amp;amp; my General Manager and some new staffs smiled &amp;amp; we had a small chit-chat.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached back to my office, i thought maybe i'm moving slow with the pace of new lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this kinda attitude.......&lt;br /&gt;i believe i never did anything that made anyone upset.......what shouldi call their behaviour (jealous or something?) is it becz i got promoted with an increment?&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know..........but i'm not gonna spoil this day becz i came to my office with a big smile and i'm pretty sure this day is gonna be as beautiful as before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-4642477956173772152?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4642477956173772152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=4642477956173772152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4642477956173772152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4642477956173772152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/should-i-turn-selfish.html' title='*  Should i turn selfish ?'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-5796748299047946731</id><published>2009-01-24T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:54:58.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fittness'/><title type='text'>*  I have reduced my weight</title><content type='html'>i had been on a low calorie diet for the past 25 days and i seem to have lost around 3kg. I feel much more comfortable after i started hitting the gym. My waist line as reduced by 2 inch and i no more have that chubby cheeks. Everyone has started to notice that change in my looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Aerobics, Yoga &amp;amp; a little exercise @ the gym will make anyone slim and smart looking. My instructor took a pic of me yesterday and showed me the change in my body shape. I have improved a lot and can run 4 kms on the treadmill and 4kms cycling daily. I havent started weight lifting becz i am not that interested in body building and so is my wife  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-5796748299047946731?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5796748299047946731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=5796748299047946731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5796748299047946731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5796748299047946731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-reduced-my-weight.html' title='*  I have reduced my weight'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-7233734639773247552</id><published>2009-01-06T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:53:11.304-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><title type='text'>*  Kuwait's strange news</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Transvestite weds girl:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News from Arabtimes Kuwait dated &lt;a class="htc" href="livecall:04-01-2009"&gt;04-01-2009&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.arabtimesonline.com/kuwaitnews/listmore.asp?ccid=22"&gt;http://www.arabtimesonline.com/kuwaitnews/listmore.asp?ccid=22&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a strange and unprecedented incident in Kuwait,a marriage judge is said to have recently approved the marriage of a Kuwaiti transvestite to an Iraqi girl, reports Al-Rai daily.The judge saw two girls standing in front of him wishing to tie the knot and when he asked them who was the groom, he was shocked when one of the girls said ‘I am’.According to the law, the judge requested for the witnesses and again he was shocked when he discovered one of the witnesses was the father of the transvestite.The judge had to approve the marriage because according to the marriage documents which have been submitted to him the groom is a male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gays, youths held in raid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuwait : Under instructions from the Undersecretary of the Ministry of Interior Lieutenant-General Ahmed Al-Rujaib and Assistant Undersecretary for Criminal Security Affairs Lieutenant Ghazi Al-Omar, the Criminal Investigation Department raided a number of restaurants on New Year’s eve and arrested several youngsters — male and female — for drinking alcohol and taking part in ‘wild’ parties. During the raid police also arrested 22 gays, reports Al-Anba daily.The places targeted included cafés and restaurants inside commercial complexes in Salmiya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-7233734639773247552?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7233734639773247552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=7233734639773247552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/7233734639773247552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/7233734639773247552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/kuwaits-strange-news.html' title='*  Kuwait&apos;s strange news'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-4169665993485380651</id><published>2009-01-04T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:59:48.811-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself; fun;'/><title type='text'>*  i'm exhausted</title><content type='html'>This was my 2nd day at the Gym.&lt;br /&gt;As usual its freezing cold outside and my instructor showed no mercy on me even though i pleaded i'm exhausted. All he wants is to deflate me........i'm heavy footed now and walking as though i have swallowed an irn rod.&lt;br /&gt;I cant sit, i cant stand, i cant walk........i'm in dilemma !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My firend &amp;amp; instructor says that every beginner has this kinda problems for the first week. I wish my body gets used to this new daily acitivity.Maybe it doesnt accept the fact that i'm burning out some calories which it storing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have improved a lot on the threadmill &amp;amp; cycling, but push-ups &amp;amp; sit ups kill me with pain.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to hear that alrm ring at 4:30am tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-4169665993485380651?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4169665993485380651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=4169665993485380651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4169665993485380651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4169665993485380651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-exhausted.html' title='*  i&apos;m exhausted'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-8454505605906770883</id><published>2009-01-03T03:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:10:51.196-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself; fun;'/><title type='text'>* My 1st day @ the GYM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SWCnMunix_I/AAAAAAAAANI/kv4axKmvEtc/s1600-h/LeisurelifeGym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287409799647119346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SWCnMunix_I/AAAAAAAAANI/kv4axKmvEtc/s320/LeisurelifeGym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On new year eve my wife told me that i have put on weight and suggested I should think of reducing it. Thats when i noticed i have developed an Apple Belly fat deposit. (good she didnt notice my tummy on Christmas or i would have felt i looked like a Santa). So, i decided to join a Gym and that moment i started my search for a good instructor who could help me reduce my weight &amp;amp; my tummy by natural ways (as I hate to eat Fat Burn pills and get rid of these deposit the artificial way which could be seriously dangerous to health). So, at last i found a neat Gym with all the latest equipments near my home with a good instructor (he looked like a HUNK) who gave me so many ideas on how he could help me reduce.....i should say i was impressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today morning was my 1st day @ the Gym. My class starts at 5am and it was freezing cold outside (maybe even below zero deg C). I made a big mistake by walking my way to the Gym which is 20 mins walk......instead of warm up I ended freezing up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i start with my workouts, my instructor took a pic of my body without my shirt.He said he would show me the improvement/difference within a span of 3 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started my day with a 20mins of Threadmill, 15 mins Cycling, 10 x 2 sets of push-ups &amp;amp; 20 x 3 sets of sit ups. By then I was pale and breathing heavily. My whole body was shivering and i felt dizzy. My instructor said its normal for any bigginers and he was expecting me to vomit (which i didnt luckily).....I lay there on the mat in the rest room for another 10 to 15 mins and then washed my face and begged him to let me go. I knew he wasnt happy with my request but finally agreed to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My throat was dry and i felt as though i swollowed my tongue, i ran into the nearest bakala and drank a bottle of water in a gulp. i was trembling while i walked home....i felt i would collapse or maybe black out......even now when i'm writing on my blog, i can feel how tired i am as though i havent slept for ages......my whole body is aching as though i was beaten all over........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ow God, i have to follow a strict diet and reduce the amount of calorie intake. If i skip a class, my instructor has warned to cancel my membership (maybe he knew how i felt today).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Note:-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all my life, this is the first day i did some kinda exercise. i'm not crazy for muscles but i need a flat tummy. Due to the muscle cramps, everyone at my office asked me why i walked funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish my wife reads this post, becz i'm doing these work outs for her sake.......lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-8454505605906770883?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8454505605906770883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=8454505605906770883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/8454505605906770883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/8454505605906770883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-1st-day-gym.html' title='* My 1st day @ the GYM'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SWCnMunix_I/AAAAAAAAANI/kv4axKmvEtc/s72-c/LeisurelifeGym.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-537349455914325558</id><published>2009-01-01T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T11:07:24.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>*  long time no see</title><content type='html'>i havent been in a mood to write anything on my blog. So, i thought of writing from year 2009 onwards. I was busy last month (Dec '08) since i was at UAE on a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this year brings me &amp;amp; all the people around luck, happiness, peace, love, ........etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish all the people out there a Happy New year !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-537349455914325558?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/537349455914325558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=537349455914325558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/537349455914325558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/537349455914325558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-time-no-see.html' title='*  long time no see'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-6222338052519675941</id><published>2008-11-19T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:34:59.497-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>*  Aim the Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSUs9mCp4dI/AAAAAAAAANA/c1He7AaSrks/s1600-h/apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270668375602356690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSUs9mCp4dI/AAAAAAAAANA/c1He7AaSrks/s200/apple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you are bored @ office &amp;amp; have nothing to do, i suggest you should try this game. &lt;a href="http://www.arcadebomb.com/play/apple_shooter.html"&gt;[Link]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its fun......its an excellent stress buster game.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Please let me know which was the highest level you reached..I reached Level# 11.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-6222338052519675941?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6222338052519675941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=6222338052519675941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/6222338052519675941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/6222338052519675941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/aim-apple.html' title='*  Aim the Apple'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSUs9mCp4dI/AAAAAAAAANA/c1He7AaSrks/s72-c/apple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-1490383387102074900</id><published>2008-11-19T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:03:54.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>*  I wish i never grew up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SST8p8Yb0CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ivxfDVfH8Xs/s1600-h/20112008906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270615261443772450" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SST8p8Yb0CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ivxfDVfH8Xs/s400/20112008906.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SST8SB_lD2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZHP44klqI1A/s1600-h/20112008905+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270614850633273186" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SST8SB_lD2I/AAAAAAAAAMw/ZHP44klqI1A/s400/20112008905+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today morning i felt its much colder outside. While driving to my office I saw a group of cats (maybe it was a family) sitting together and warming up. It looked like a cat family to me comprising of a dad, mom &amp;amp; 2 kittens. I didnt wana disturb them while taking this picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;When i was a child, i always slept beside my mom. I was so much pampered by my parents becz i was born late. I was born 6 years after they got married. Mom was the only person who understood me when i was in my teens. I always believed my mom's presence would ward away bad dreams while sleeping. I believe all Mothers have historically fulfilled the primary role in the raising of their children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;But after I grew up, my dad became my best friend, we would discuss everything/issues. I knew if i was wrong from the look on his face. He never scolds me. Can you imagine, we go for Hindi movies together. My friends are his friends too......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;When my parents thought its high time that i got married, i was worried if my would-be partner would be the same family kinda person.......But she turned out to be much much understanding &amp;amp; loving than me....i'm so happy when i see my parents loving her more than they express towards me.My parents .....my parents..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i would have to write the whole day if i start writing about them......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wish i never grew up and remained a kid all my life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think of my family when i see these cats.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i miss my family !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-1490383387102074900?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1490383387102074900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=1490383387102074900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/1490383387102074900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/1490383387102074900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-i-never-grew-up.html' title='*  I wish i never grew up'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SST8p8Yb0CI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ivxfDVfH8Xs/s72-c/20112008906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-6824936507940221557</id><published>2008-11-18T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:18:39.748-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><title type='text'>* Strange Advertisements in Q8</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSOhR-ivmKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_RHONbupF0A/s1600-h/19112008903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270233319172184226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSOhR-ivmKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_RHONbupF0A/s400/19112008903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSOhLFTVASI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5GkmrVr5-sE/s1600-h/19112008902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270233200727490850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSOhLFTVASI/AAAAAAAAAMY/5GkmrVr5-sE/s400/19112008902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at this Signboard.........Today morning, i saw this shop on my way to the office. At first I couldnt figure out what was wrong with this picture but I knew something was wrong somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then i laughed at it and took a picture of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does this mean you can Hire people for 500fils to execute someone ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pakastani guy sitting outside in front of this shop thought i was taking his picture....lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-6824936507940221557?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6824936507940221557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=6824936507940221557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/6824936507940221557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/6824936507940221557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/strange-advertisements-in-q8.html' title='* Strange Advertisements in Q8'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSOhR-ivmKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_RHONbupF0A/s72-c/19112008903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-1291230387801838385</id><published>2008-11-17T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:19:36.206-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>*  i'm scared to have a Haircut/Shave !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSKIUzPWD0I/AAAAAAAAALw/sej47kqeImw/s1600-h/shave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269924404910231362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSKIUzPWD0I/AAAAAAAAALw/sej47kqeImw/s200/shave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSKHtWEyhAI/AAAAAAAAALo/bk8_4BBYcGk/s1600-h/shave.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its strange to say this at the age of 31, but from my childhood i have been having this fear of Having a Haircut. Whenever I see the scissor in his hands, my heart starts pumping faster....i fear he might cut of my ears. (FYI: God gave me large ears compared to the normal ones). I dont like the barber talking to someone or looking out of the window pane while cutting my hair. I fear he might get careless and his scissors might cut off a tip of my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst scenario is when he has the shaving razor with him for shaving......i'm really really scared to show him my neck to have a shave......I have only had a shave once from the Mens Saloon. I wont let them do that ever again .........i do it myself at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I/he sneezes &amp;amp; slits my throat ......what if he pressed the razor a little hard on my skin....&lt;br /&gt;From my childhood i'm scared of blood.....&lt;strong&gt;i can bear the pain but the sight of blood makes me scared.&lt;/strong&gt; I dont know if everyone (or atleast someone who reads this) feels the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening i gathered up all my courage and went to the Mens Saloon. Thank God everything went well and i'm back with both my ears and without any wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this fright due to the deep wound i had in my childhood while playing with my dad's razor?&lt;br /&gt;My Childhood wound has left a deep scar on my right cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who created those razors?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-1291230387801838385?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/1291230387801838385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=1291230387801838385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/1291230387801838385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/1291230387801838385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-scared-to-have-haircutshave.html' title='*  i&apos;m scared to have a Haircut/Shave !!'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSKIUzPWD0I/AAAAAAAAALw/sej47kqeImw/s72-c/shave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-6794173435555226597</id><published>2008-11-17T02:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:55:15.955-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>*  mallu stories = malayalee kathakall</title><content type='html'>This was forwarded to me by one of my college mates. i found it funny and thought of sharing it over my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STORY :-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Angel Gabriel came to the Lord and said 'I have to talk to you. We have some Malayalees up here in Heaven &amp;amp; they are causing problems. They're swinging on the pearly gates, my horn is missing, they are wearing lungis and saris instead of their white robes, they are riding Toyota Corolla's, Nissan Sunny &amp;amp; privileged ones driving Prado &amp;amp; Mercedes instead of the chariots, and they're selling their halos to people for discount prices. They refuse to keep the stairway to Heaven clear, since they keep crouching down midway eating samosas and drinking chai. Some of them are even walking around with just one wing &amp;amp; brewing illicit liquor!' The Lord said, &lt;strong&gt;'Malayalees are Malayalees&lt;/strong&gt;. Heaven is home to all my children. If you want to know about real problems, give Satan a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Satan answered the phone, 'Hello? Damn, hold on a minute.&lt;br /&gt;' Satan returned to the phone, 'OK, I'm back. What can I do for you?&lt;br /&gt;'Gabriel replied, 'I just wanted to know what kind of problems you're having down there.&lt;br /&gt;' Satan says, 'Hold on again. I need to check on something.&lt;br /&gt;' After about 5 minutes, Satan returns to the phone and said,'I'm back. Now what was the question?&lt;br /&gt;' Gabriel said, 'What kind of problems are you having down there?&lt;br /&gt;' Satan says, 'Man I don't believe this! Hold on.' This time Satan was gone at least 15 minutes. He returned and said, 'I'm sorry Gabriel, I can't talk right now.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;These Malayalees down here have put out the firein hell and are trying to install air conditioning!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-6794173435555226597?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/6794173435555226597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=6794173435555226597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/6794173435555226597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/6794173435555226597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/mallu-stories-malayalee-kathakall.html' title='*  mallu stories = malayalee kathakall'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-7680687072246359193</id><published>2008-11-16T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:26:19.373-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>*  viva telecom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSFExPGZi6I/AAAAAAAAALg/8WnWm59SuvQ/s1600-h/viva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269568651657841570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSFExPGZi6I/AAAAAAAAALg/8WnWm59SuvQ/s400/viva.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did u all know that the new website for viva telecom has started functioning. They are giving out free numbers for all its interested customers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viva starts with 55xxxxxx. Log on to &lt;a href="http://www.viva.com.kw/"&gt;www.viva.com.kw&lt;/a&gt; and get your free number today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I myself got a fancy number for free (55x9x9x9)......&lt;/strong&gt;if it was zain/wataniya, they would have demanded atleast KD 100 for my new number.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I wish is that viva comes up with more interesting schemes for its customers.....maybe they could lower the tariff rates, or give the subscribers free sms options, or free incoming from the landphones....etc. I really wished that the mobile network companies have a tough competation as that in Saudi Arabia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viva has interesting offers in Saudi.........wish/hope its the same here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck viva !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-7680687072246359193?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7680687072246359193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=7680687072246359193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/7680687072246359193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/7680687072246359193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/viva-telecom.html' title='*  viva telecom'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSFExPGZi6I/AAAAAAAAALg/8WnWm59SuvQ/s72-c/viva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-2988617622168547153</id><published>2008-11-16T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:24:34.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>*  I love BEC (bahrain exchange company)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSE3vUqZlgI/AAAAAAAAALY/iyBEyXvI6dY/s1600-h/27082008854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269554325140116994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSE3vUqZlgI/AAAAAAAAALY/iyBEyXvI6dY/s400/27082008854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you have been to BEC branches in Kuwait, you would have noticed tht they give you a token with a number on it. Then you have to be seated with patience and they start calling out the token numbers. I was at the BEC to buy some foreign currency. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now,look at the customer service token i got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol...........its 143&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I smiled when the filipino lady called "vinz-143"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                   maybe she said : "vinz, i love you".....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no comments!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-2988617622168547153?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2988617622168547153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=2988617622168547153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2988617622168547153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2988617622168547153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-bec-bahrain-exchange-company.html' title='*  I love BEC (bahrain exchange company)'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSE3vUqZlgI/AAAAAAAAALY/iyBEyXvI6dY/s72-c/27082008854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-2160022840151471435</id><published>2008-11-15T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T05:57:34.555-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><title type='text'>*  at carrefour on my weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSAk45dfOqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Hkz8Chj1WT4/s1600-h/14112008900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269252123939256994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSAk45dfOqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Hkz8Chj1WT4/s400/14112008900.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at carrefour on Today morning. I never knew carrefour had a selection of interesting books. I spent around 2 hours there looking at these collections. I purchased a handbook/guide about UAE, I hope this might help me out on my trip to UAE next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Avenues seemed to be so quite and i couldnt find those Kuwaiti youth with fancy hair colors &amp;amp; spikes....were they really extinct ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could see a mall riot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-2160022840151471435?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2160022840151471435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=2160022840151471435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2160022840151471435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2160022840151471435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/at-carrefour-on-my-weekend.html' title='*  at carrefour on my weekend'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SSAk45dfOqI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Hkz8Chj1WT4/s72-c/14112008900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-5409714391984686803</id><published>2008-11-11T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T03:27:38.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>*  i'm frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dear Blogspere,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my short comings.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been in a good mood to write on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little irritated about the new appointment of a new GM&lt;br /&gt;(a Jor**nian old man but a fox).&lt;br /&gt;This new GM seems to be a new in Kuwait.He's just 12 months in Kuwait without any previous experience as a GM. He's in his mid 50's , very thin in physique with thick Index Glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Lets name him" Mr.J"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.J somehow pleased our Big Kuwaiti boss and took over the place of our GM. Mr.J has no idea what to do and has let down the pressure on all the staffs here. Everyone now hates the new rules &amp;amp; regulations from the new GM. We are no more busy as usual and everyone is confused with the new rules. I also noticed that everyone is busy chatting or doing their personal work. They were all forwarding emails and jokes. I saw some playing cards, pokers,pinball...etc on their PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to do something like this ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SRq7w9UUNdI/AAAAAAAAALA/MisXhlPAT4g/s1600-h/BoredSysadmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SRq7w9UUNdI/AAAAAAAAALA/MisXhlPAT4g/s400/BoredSysadmin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267729163931104722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself went to the Safat Alghanim on the 4th Ring road today during working hours (10am) and spent a good amount of time looking at the new products. No one even came to know where i was or enquired about me!&lt;br /&gt;My earlier GM was a GEM!He was an arab and the same nationality as Mr.J. our old GM always kept the office busy and gave us a pat on our sholder and smiled if we did a good job. He even gave the staff an annual appreciation letter and a token of money as a gift. We all worked sincerely in those days even though our old GM wasnt bringing in&lt;br /&gt;new projects/business. He had brought in soo much ideas for business but nothing seemed to make money.........we wanted him to succeed but towards to end he accepted defeat and one fine morning Mr.J turned up as a visitor here and then the new story begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think this new GM can make anything better. The only new thing he did was appointed his son (lets call him Mr.O) in our same office as a Asst Business Development Manager (a spoiled kid who claims he's an IT engineer without any certificates). This new Mr.J &amp;amp; Mr.O has become a new threat to the Egyptian community here in our company. Mr.J &amp;amp; Mr.O  never bothered to even talk to them......Everyone here in our office is busy posting their resume in www.bayt.com (including me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself hate this place now.After posting my resume in bayt.com, i received a call last Monday and had a telephone interview. The lady at the other end of the phone seemed to be pleased with my conversation except for my demand on Basic Salary. Why should i go for a lesser salary when i have an experience of 6~7 years and have my own car. I don't expect her to call me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our office was a non smoking office earlier, but Mr.J &amp;amp; Mr.O has made the Farash (tea boy) to bring in Ashtrays for all the tables/workstations. I'm afraid he wont ask us to being smoking. Today i saw some papers on the accountants table which was the list of all the monthly allowances being paid to the staffs here..........my assumption is Mr.J &amp;amp; Mr.O  are planning to reduce/deduct/stop this to make more income out of this. When i asked the accountant why he had printed this, the innocent Egyptian accountant looked puzzled and helpless.........this face expressed the answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today morning our HR Manager (Egyptian nationality) called all the office staffs personally and discussed his dissatisfaction &amp;amp; concern for the company management.It seems the backbone of the company has become week and we all know this company might close down within 1 year or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We even faced a huge loss during the stock market financial crisis. Our company had invested a tremendous amount of money on various stocks which were mainly well known companies &amp;amp; banks out of which one Kuwaiti bank fell on its knees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this has got me really pissed and we are the ones to face the consequences here. I really wish things turn out to be on the right track because i love this company whole heartedly. My dad had worked in this company for 15 years (now settled back and living a retired life) and we have gained the trust from our Kuwaiti bosses. Its very sad to say our Kuwaiti boss is no more interested to run this show and handed everything over to Mr.J &amp;amp; Mr.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess these issues reflect my mood.........&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm being too sincere and loyal....&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldnt love the company i work for..........&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should resign !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-5409714391984686803?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5409714391984686803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=5409714391984686803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5409714391984686803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5409714391984686803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-frustrated.html' title='*  i&apos;m frustrated'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SRq7w9UUNdI/AAAAAAAAALA/MisXhlPAT4g/s72-c/BoredSysadmin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-651900227887598723</id><published>2008-11-10T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T04:10:58.423-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love my life'/><title type='text'>* i miss u darling, wish we were together !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SRrHvsN9RQI/AAAAAAAAALI/JLi9zszgFlY/s1600-h/My+love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 96px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SRrHvsN9RQI/AAAAAAAAALI/JLi9zszgFlY/s400/My+love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267742336300696834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt; when something really good happens, because  you are the one I want to share it with. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you &lt;/span&gt;when something is troubling  me, because you are the one who understands me so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you &lt;/span&gt;when I laugh  and cry because i know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my  tears disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt; all the time,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss you &lt;/span&gt;most when i lay awake  at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;for  those were some of the best times of my life !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-651900227887598723?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/651900227887598723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=651900227887598723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/651900227887598723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/651900227887598723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-miss-u-darling-wish-we-were-together.html' title='* i miss u darling, wish we were together !!'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SRrHvsN9RQI/AAAAAAAAALI/JLi9zszgFlY/s72-c/My+love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-4060375047724455152</id><published>2008-11-04T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T01:28:25.289-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clothes'/><title type='text'>* Souk Al Watiya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPziLnHdTII/AAAAAAAAAKc/p-6KSknfOi0/s1600-h/Salwar+at+display+in+Souk+Al+Watiya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259327153968598146" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPziLnHdTII/AAAAAAAAAKc/p-6KSknfOi0/s400/Salwar+at+display+in+Souk+Al+Watiya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw those ready to stitch ladies salwar suits today at Souk Al Watiya @ Kuwait city. I found the colors and the arrangement very amusing........This shop is very narrow and hence displays all their Salwar collections in the verandah.I have never noticed this shop before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is a good business technique to attract indian women.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-4060375047724455152?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4060375047724455152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=4060375047724455152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4060375047724455152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4060375047724455152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/11/souk-al-watiya.html' title='* Souk Al Watiya'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPziLnHdTII/AAAAAAAAAKc/p-6KSknfOi0/s72-c/Salwar+at+display+in+Souk+Al+Watiya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-5506706122386225899</id><published>2008-10-24T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:59:42.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>* Underwears &amp; Advertisements</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzbe7mKVzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gOJMi5GtnIU/s1600-h/un-der+Where1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzbe7mKVzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gOJMi5GtnIU/s320/un-der+Where1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259319789302208306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzY5gDVAwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UunRYjS07tw/s1600-h/un-der+Where.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 316px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzY5gDVAwI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/UunRYjS07tw/s320/un-der+Where.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259316947229934338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I saw this picture while looking for some Bermuda Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found these pictures interesting because at first i coudnt understand what was wrong in these pictures.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misunderstood his head to be a Swollen Scrotum/Hydrocele.....lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an Advt for mens underwear/designs.......&lt;br /&gt;Cool ideas to promote a product !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-5506706122386225899?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5506706122386225899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=5506706122386225899' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5506706122386225899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5506706122386225899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/underwears-advertisements.html' title='* Underwears &amp; Advertisements'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzbe7mKVzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gOJMi5GtnIU/s72-c/un-der+Where1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-4223697604764737720</id><published>2008-10-23T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T00:36:53.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>*Chocolate &amp; Tea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzXZNEIjlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0KF4wDQsueg/s1600-h/bounty+tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259315292865597010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzXZNEIjlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0KF4wDQsueg/s320/bounty%2Btea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many of you enjoy eating Bounty? Thats my fav one from Childhood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember my dad buying those for me (when i was a kid) and my mom (my mom likes them too). i'm growing older dady by day but i think i can never stop eating chocolates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today i just posted a pic of Bounty &amp;amp; my cup of tea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-4223697604764737720?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4223697604764737720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=4223697604764737720' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4223697604764737720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4223697604764737720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/chocolate-tea.html' title='*Chocolate &amp; Tea'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzXZNEIjlI/AAAAAAAAAJs/0KF4wDQsueg/s72-c/bounty%2Btea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-5625152308743934843</id><published>2008-10-21T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:39:00.524-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><title type='text'>* Ferrari Taxi in Southern India</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzf_YFbsaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/h9HExH1P7HA/s1600-h/FerrariTaxiKerala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259324744751886754" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzf_YFbsaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/h9HExH1P7HA/s320/FerrariTaxiKerala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferrari car running as a Taxi !!!! for a 5-star Hotel in Trivandrum , Kerala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the development that the State "KERALA" has achieved.&lt;br /&gt;People in this world admire to have a ride on the Ferrari and see what India drives as a taxi in its state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indians, be proud …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(102,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italicfont-size:85%;" &gt;Note: In Kerala taxis must have Yellow number plates as per the motor vehicle act rules on all 4 sides of the vehicle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(These pics are real ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzgKQa_UWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5Zunj3tRf94/s1600-h/FerrariTaxiKerala2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259324931673379170" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzgKQa_UWI/AAAAAAAAAKM/5Zunj3tRf94/s320/FerrariTaxiKerala2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-5625152308743934843?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5625152308743934843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=5625152308743934843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5625152308743934843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5625152308743934843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/ferrari-taxi-in-southern-india.html' title='* Ferrari Taxi in Southern India'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPzf_YFbsaI/AAAAAAAAAKE/h9HExH1P7HA/s72-c/FerrariTaxiKerala.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-7123414714467252378</id><published>2008-10-20T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T10:49:52.717-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself; fun;'/><title type='text'>* Innocent Farting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPy_cusut6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/UwOEugaS2UU/s1600-h/farting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPy_cusut6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/UwOEugaS2UU/s320/farting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259288965154781090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday evening i was @ the Lulu Hypermarket when i noticed some naughty arab kids playing around in the apparel section upstairs.I was busy looking for some T-shits when a LAD just came behind me and gave it a &lt;a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/493391/farting_in_public/"&gt;LOUD fart..........geez oh my god gosh shit crap!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he then just yelled "yubbaaa.........yubbaaaaaaa!" and ran away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some girls standing near by looking around in amazement and then laughing at the top of their lungs. They must have assumed it was me becz those kids were no where to be seen once they played their prank on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a moment i wished i went invisible and just went down to HELL!!&lt;br /&gt;I guess those kids ate too much of BEANS last night !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do i explain it wasnt me ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-7123414714467252378?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/7123414714467252378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=7123414714467252378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/7123414714467252378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/7123414714467252378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/innocent-farting.html' title='* Innocent Farting'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPy_cusut6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/UwOEugaS2UU/s72-c/farting.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-669913374131862413</id><published>2008-10-20T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T22:44:04.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><title type='text'>* Highway of Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPsAijDGqNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CwEiI5otiL0/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258797583408998610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPsAijDGqNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CwEiI5otiL0/s320/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have always wanted to see the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Highway_of_Death"&gt;Highway of Death&lt;/a&gt; in Kuwait. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPsAPjCY8II/AAAAAAAAAI0/GFyP0KtV7kY/s1600-h/preview43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258797256988487810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPsAPjCY8II/AAAAAAAAAI0/GFyP0KtV7kY/s320/preview43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know its to the far end of Kuwait &amp;amp; near Basra (Iraq). I have always seen haunting pictures of dead/corroded vehicles over the internet. This road#80 was destroyed by the American attacks using aristrikes on Feb 26th 1991 when around 2000 iraqi people/soldiers were trying to flee kuwait.This place looks like a graveyard of civilian vehicles. I even checked the exact location of this place via google map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anyone know how many people died during this war?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God i was home in my country with my beloved ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a kid then and didnt think much about whats going on in this part of the world......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i love Kuwait no mater what because this country has given me everything. I always dreamt to come back to Kuwait in those days......we had left back our apartment and all our belongings and travelled back to our country when this country became unstable &amp;amp; unsafe............i feel sorry for the disaster that happened here. i feel sorry i had to leave my beloved Kuwait when it was in trouble.........i was just a kid and didnt know whts happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kuwait is a land of dream come true.......It has never dissapointed anyone......any expatriate who comes here with a dream to make money returns back happily. Our family was here in the early 70's onwards. I still remember the site of small roads and the construction work of bridges in Kuwait on my way to school. Kuwait had small houses and there were lots of Bedouin in the desert walking along with their cattle..........i still recall those old days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are all thankfull to the Kuwaiti people here and the Royal ruling family of Kuwait to be kind enough to let us live here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I rememeber the &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videosearch?complete=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=Kuwait%20National%20Anthem&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wv#complete=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=Kuwait%20National%20Anthem&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wv&amp;amp;start=0"&gt;Kuwait National Anthem&lt;/a&gt; which we heard everyday at school. I can still sing it without a mistake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videosearch?complete=1&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=Kuwait%20National%20Anthem&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wv#q=Sheikh%20jaber%20kuwait&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;emb=0"&gt;Kuwait, we are all proud of u&lt;/a&gt; to come back to ur glory even though u had the toughest part in ur history!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over &amp;amp; all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...........i was born here !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-669913374131862413?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/669913374131862413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=669913374131862413' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/669913374131862413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/669913374131862413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/highway-of-death.html' title='* Highway of Death'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPsAijDGqNI/AAAAAAAAAI8/CwEiI5otiL0/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-2231916912670759673</id><published>2008-10-19T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:16:45.553-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><title type='text'>* ego between Colleagues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPwwwvZv-AI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ERzfUeyzjtg/s1600-h/Indian+Boss.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259132078778218498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPwwwvZv-AI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ERzfUeyzjtg/s320/Indian+Boss.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always hate my superior indian colleagues @ my office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats because they have a feeling that they are some kinda mighty power once they complete 2 years of service. They join the company as innocent human beings, but later on turn out to stab some one from behind. They even act superior and intelligent and they start commanding &amp;amp; taking over everyone. They never take anyone's word and consider themselves 'All Mighty'. They always boast about their strong relationship/connections with the bigger bosses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what my dad's big boss (Mr.Alghanim) once told him :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mr.A, he feels an organization/company is like an Army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All staffs are its soldiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all Soldiers are catagorized as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Front Soldiers&lt;/strong&gt; (such as Managers, Engineers...etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Backward Soldiers&lt;/strong&gt; (such as Supervisors, Secretaries, Clerks, Accountants, Sales Staff, ....etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The front soldiers might be the performers and might achieve the targets but they are never complete unless they have the proper support from the backward soldiers. I am saying this becz i work in my organization as a Backward soldier and long back i have had a tough time with an Engineer. Thank God he equit his job and went away.......becz its always survival of the fittest and i'm not gonna give up so easily......you hurt me &amp;amp; i'm gonna kick ur butt !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm writing this becz today i saw one of our young Engineer(working here for 2 years) rulling over our secretary (she's been working here for 15 years). His words were rude and i came to know abt this when i saw her sad. I wish she could fight back like i always do........Dont mess with me becz i got nothing to lose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post of today is for all the superior bosses who read my blog to know that if we (backward soldiers) wish, we can get you on ur knees.........so just back off! You big guys will have a day when ur bigger boss is gonna make u pee!&lt;br /&gt;**************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why we hate working for Indian bosses?........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a host of reasons why many professionals like to work for western bosses instead of Indian ones. Some of the reasons are perception based and some of the reasons definitely have some truth in them. Indian bosses tend to loose out big time when it comes to comparison of work style and work place culture followed by their western counterparts.Here are some reasons which are apparent in work places when the two are compared: Indian bosses like to monitor progress minute by minute. This may be because they lack confidence on the person executing the work. For an employee; it can be quite frustrating to have someone looking over your shoulder every minute. Little do Indian bosses realize that this reduces productivity by a large extent and can be discouraging for employees. Apart from that, constant hand holding or supervision also does not create thinkers or leaders. Western bosses on the other hand, give ample room and freedom for the person to perform and even make errors. It is from these errors that they expect the person to learn valuable lessons. This significant difference seems to come from the difference in cultures and is very noticeable in the work space. Western bosses tend to praise employees regularly whereas Indian chiefs are often miserly in their encouraging words. Somewhere there is concern that if you praise an employee too much, he might expect an increase in his pay package or get over-confident. Maybe there is little or no truth in this statement, but westerners are usually open about their praise irrespective of the status you belong to within the company. Apart from that, Western bosses tend to give credit where due. If a sub-ordinate has done a good job, the Western boss will give credit to him or her in front of the team and in front of senior management whereas the Indian counterpart might end up hogging all the limelight in this borrowed glory. An American or European boss has most likely seen a higher standard of working habits and will try and get that in his team. An Indian boss may not be familiar with a higher standard to make it common place in his environment. Setting standard by example is also something which westerners are more familiar with. Westerns do not resolve to emotional leadership, rather their responses are usually based on facts. Indian bosses tend to get far more emotional in the work space and sometimes may not react very rationally. An emotional boss is good for motivating and getting his team to perform, but display of too many emotions at the work place can result in mixed reaction from employees. Westerners are used to following all instructions in the booklet whereas Indian bosses tend to bend the rules to suit their requirements. This sets a poor example in front of the employees and also encourages them to be disorderly in circumstances. As employees, you are never sure of which way you are going with the boss! Indian bosses also tend to play favorites in the work space and promote an employee as they think fit. Western bosses tend not to play favorites or at least portray the impression that they don’t and that is another reason why employees would prefer working with them rather than their Indian counterparts. There might be still a number of reasons why Western bosses are better than Indian ones but there is no denying the fact that Westerners are preferred over Indian bosses and it will be a long time before that can be changed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-2231916912670759673?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2231916912670759673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=2231916912670759673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2231916912670759673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2231916912670759673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/ego-between-colleagues.html' title='* ego between Colleagues'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPwwwvZv-AI/AAAAAAAAAJc/ERzfUeyzjtg/s72-c/Indian+Boss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-5056495798834397928</id><published>2008-10-19T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T05:06:31.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kuwait'/><title type='text'>* 99.7 RK FM - DJ LINDA</title><content type='html'>i have been a regular listerer to the 99.7 RK FM.&lt;br /&gt;I usually hear her over the air while driving to my office. She's a positive charged person who just gives us all a nice time when we are in traffic jams. She even informs Kuwait if any perticular road has a road accident/block. Sometimes she brings up the smallest thing that touched her heart...........i have always felt as if something like that has happened in my life too.....She's doing a good job every morning and i have always felt her manly husky laugh is very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also like the weather guy "Hani" thought sometimes i feel Linda calls him 'honey'........She even asks him about the weather forecast for 1 week ahead sometimes lol......i really feel funny when he gets confused or gets out of words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever u are reading this linda, i just wannted to say 'keep up the good work'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-5056495798834397928?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5056495798834397928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=5056495798834397928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5056495798834397928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5056495798834397928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/997-rk-fm-dj-linda.html' title='* 99.7 RK FM - DJ LINDA'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-4480462682631140312</id><published>2008-10-17T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T04:24:39.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>* Ganamela @ Kuwait</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPj3bqCZSRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fJ61LZPimik/s1600-h/SaradhiOnam2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 430px; height: 609px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPj3bqCZSRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fJ61LZPimik/s400/SaradhiOnam2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258224619467917586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday i had to go to my office at 10am even though it was a Friday OFFDAY. My boss had called me yesterday evening and asked me to prepare some documents (Points to discuss) for his meeting  at Sharjah on Sunday.I was there in my office today morning at 10am for about 2 hours digging out the old files from 2004 to 2005 to track some important papers for him. I dropped those papers at his home and drove back all the way home. On my way i was thinking of the big smile of my boss and his words &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"vinz, u are the best"&lt;/span&gt; wasnt he just pampering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While driving my stomach gave me small cramps which meant its hungry......So,on my way back i decided to have Chicken Biryani for lunch. So i went to my fav small mallu hotel at Abbasiya (I have always enjoyed their spicy recipes and the warm hospitality extended). While munching on the chicken thighs i over heard someone's conversation about a Ganamela at the Marina Hall @ the Touristic Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after lunch i thought of sneaking into the Hall to see if i could get a glimpse of the artists. To my surprise the whole parking lot was tightly packed and the only place i got to park was the pavement.It was really hard to park my small sedan car on the pavement but i did it all for the sake of the Ganamela.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This show was organized as an ONAM show for the Gulf Malayalees here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The enterence was free&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It seems there was also an Onam sadhya...but i didnt wana check on that.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The security guy at the door was nice to me.......maybe he could read my mind.He just let me in and said in a Bengladeshi hindi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Andhar jayiyee Bhai"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;This Ganamela was organized by the &lt;a href="http://www.saradhi.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saradhi Group-Kuwait&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; The Hall was thickly crowded and as soon as i entered i saw Jyotsana &amp;amp; Biju Narayan singing (Famous Playback malayalee singers). To my surprise i never expected such a function or never even heard about this program from anywhere/anyone (not even from my office where most of the issues/topics are discussed)......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed the Ganamela and the small comedy skits by Sajan Palluruthy &amp;amp; Abbi (Aminathatha fame).The orchestra guys were superb.....i laughed a lot today....the comedy skits were genuine, i enjoyed my day, i forgot that i was in Kuwait.......today my heart &amp;amp; soul travelled 10 years backward.........to those days i was in my college......the days i went out late night on my motorbike to watched those latenight Ganamela's/mimicri/movies at theatres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the Ganamela, the crowd got so uncontrolable that i had to quit watching this show and run back home. While i was there, i was slightly wheezing &amp;amp; sweating heavily. The whole hall was hot like an oven....seems the A/C couldnt keep the hall cool any longer...the whole crowd was dancing when Biju Narayanan sang the song from &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-5295841223956894626"&gt;FANAA (Chandsifarish.....)&lt;/a&gt;. Thats my fav hindi song.........i had this song in my head for maybe 6 months after this movie got released.In those days i saw this movie twice from Kuwait (Metro Theatre Farwaniya)......oww........that song is in my head again.......i cant stop humming it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pity for the committee guys with those big round badges on their shirt..they were helpless when the crowd got exited after each &amp;amp; every song.....luckily there were no fights but i could smell the local alcohol everywhere(white label arrack = Vattu Charayam specially brewed in Q8)........i guess majority of guys were boozed........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Friday was a very special day as it gave me a nostalgic feeling......&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed the Ganamela....&lt;br /&gt;and YES i saw Jyotsna &amp;amp; Biju Narayanan.......&lt;br /&gt;that was a big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; luckily i got no traffic violation tickets for parking on the payment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now home and exhausted. I took a shower and had my dinner, watched tv for about 3 hours and now i'm in front of my computer blogging &amp;amp; browsing for another 3 hours.......&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm feeling sleepy...&lt;br /&gt;ow yes i am.........i'm yawning.....that was a big one....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.........i wana sleep...&lt;br /&gt;good night cyberspace !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-4480462682631140312?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/4480462682631140312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=4480462682631140312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4480462682631140312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/4480462682631140312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/ganamela-kuwait.html' title='* Ganamela @ Kuwait'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPj3bqCZSRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/fJ61LZPimik/s72-c/SaradhiOnam2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-57083673154376153</id><published>2008-10-14T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T11:45:00.767-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>* i am sick</title><content type='html'>i have this damn cold from yesterday. i have a running nose and its all red......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not in a mood to write on my blog today......so i spent the whole time looking/reading other blogs.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been in a good mood these days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a lil depressed from Saturday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not happy with the way things are going in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i feel that everything is under control there arises a problem/issue to stumble up my whole effort to keep things in balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had 20 fingers when i'm typing this........i feel lazy!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPRZKAW8LII/AAAAAAAAAIc/42Rw3o7m980/s1600-h/learn_how_to_type_fast_fastest_typist_typing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256924693477993602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPRZKAW8LII/AAAAAAAAAIc/42Rw3o7m980/s200/learn_how_to_type_fast_fastest_typist_typing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not working today,&lt;br /&gt;just sipping my coffee and browsing the whole day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-57083673154376153?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/57083673154376153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=57083673154376153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/57083673154376153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/57083673154376153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-sick.html' title='* i am sick'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPRZKAW8LII/AAAAAAAAAIc/42Rw3o7m980/s72-c/learn_how_to_type_fast_fastest_typist_typing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-2037184808724199239</id><published>2008-10-12T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T02:06:31.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>* My Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; saw Grandma in my dreamz........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that an omen telling me that she's sick??? She's now 82 years old and she's thin and feeble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dreamz i saw her making me my fav (rice payasam) poridge. When we were kids i always told my Grandma to make payasam as it was my fav dish (i always wanted her to make it becz her recipe was amazingly delicious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll call her today evening and talk to her.....ow i miss her a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rice payasam recipe :-&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPGnwOjv4RI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nXpnMITa6og/s1600-h/payasam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256166687101673746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPGnwOjv4RI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nXpnMITa6og/s200/payasam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:Rice - 1/2 cup; soaked in water for 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk - 2 cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coconut milk - 1/2 cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaggery - 1 cup or added more to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raisins - 1 tablespoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cashewnuts - 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pistachio nuts - 1 tablespoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardamoms pods - 8, powdered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghee - 1 tablespoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;Method:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring the milk and coconut extract to boil. Add the soaked rice and cook it over low heat until rice is cooked very well and is mushy. Add the jaggery and mix it thoroughly. After the jaggery dissolves, allow the payasam to simmer for 5 minutes and remove from the heat. Fry the cashew nuts, pistachios, and raisins separately in the ghee and add these along with the cardamom powder to the payasam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve lukewarm or cold. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-2037184808724199239?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2037184808724199239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=2037184808724199239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2037184808724199239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2037184808724199239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-grandma.html' title='* My Grandma'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPGnwOjv4RI/AAAAAAAAAIU/nXpnMITa6og/s72-c/payasam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-933855121982726189</id><published>2008-10-11T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T11:24:45.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>*  Falafel Sandwich</title><content type='html'>I started my day after calling my 'uhca' and then returned home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10am (dont u think i woke up late?) I had my breakfast at around 12pm (oats+milk and a glass of black tea). Today's lunch was very simple (&lt;a href="http://cache.daylife.com/imageserve/04Bz7N28RR14x/610x.jpg"&gt;Iranian bread&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; dhaal fry). i watched tv the whole day and in between i kept reading a lot of blogs. I kept looking for the small kitten and its mom that lived in our corridor.I then asked our harris (watchman) and then came to know that some one conplained abt it and he had to get the &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://images.snapfish.com/3448:45923232%257Ffp46%253Dot%253E2327%253D846%253D537%253DXROQDF%253E23239%253B7%253C97893ot1lsi&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.ninelivesfoundation.org/adoption_info.htm&amp;amp;h=360&amp;amp;w=480&amp;amp;sz=39&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=9&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;usg=__rm8Ygvez0PwzIVT3RN57DjQmPO0=&amp;amp;tbnid=Qh2A5vHy8Q_DBM:&amp;amp;tbnh=97&amp;amp;tbnw=129&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dcat%2B%2526%2Bkitten%26ndsp%3D20%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DN"&gt;kitten &amp;amp; its mom&lt;/a&gt; out of the building. I wonder how the mother &amp;amp; child would survive as it was so friendly. i felt sad and kept looking on the streets on my way to the Bakala to buy some Bounty(my fav chocolate).Yeah, u might feel i'm still a kid to eat candies but in fact i cant stop eating them and recently have started gaining more weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPDtBrjcCHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iEhiyq4MiBs/s1600-h/Filafil+sandwich.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPDtBrjcCHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iEhiyq4MiBs/s200/Filafil+sandwich.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255961378268383346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking over to switch to a strict vegetarian diet and avoid over eating.I even thought of going to a gym to reduce the excess weight i have gained but i fear my neck pain would get worse by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went for a evening walk and returned home with some falafel sandwich. It looks yummy and smells good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nothing much has been done today.......i was very very lazy and didnt even get the car cleaned (its like a dirty pig today). Maybe i'll get it cleaned tomorrow morning on my way to office, but will i wake up early????? now thats a question !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-933855121982726189?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/933855121982726189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=933855121982726189' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/933855121982726189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/933855121982726189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/falafel-sandwich.html' title='*  Falafel Sandwich'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SPDtBrjcCHI/AAAAAAAAAH4/iEhiyq4MiBs/s72-c/Filafil+sandwich.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-2179156711142632450</id><published>2008-10-09T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:00:11.315-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>*  Tonight i'm going to bed with so many thougths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SO56-DzsgMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZttQSk-zVDo/s1600-h/chimpanzee_thinking_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SO56-DzsgMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZttQSk-zVDo/s200/chimpanzee_thinking_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255273021780558018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday i spent a lot of time in the evening to chat to 'uhca', it seems google had  problem and kept constantly saying 'unable to continue chatting'. In between I was running around in the Bakkala's for a dialup card to hook up to the internet.Atlast i found it from a shop beside the co-operative store nearby. Luckily i bought the last card he had.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is coming  (Fri/Sat), havent planned anything on what to do. The weather seems to be quite pleasant for an outing/picnic. But i gotta wait till 'uhca' comes to Q8, so this weather wont wait that long. Maybe next year i would be planning to go outing or maybe to the Wafra farm which belongs to my boss.&lt;br /&gt;i've got lots of ideas in my small head but sometimes  i go totally memory blank. Maybe becz i think/overload my small brains more than it could afford to. Or could be that i'm not younger anymore &amp;amp; its the symptom. (my Back/neckpain is there as usual &amp;amp; its time for me to go to bed). i'm just waiting for my soft curvical neck collar to arrive via mail. i'm expecting it anytime to reach me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems recently my orkut ID  gave me a lot of my old classmates. They  contacted me via emails/phonecalls. I just got 10 years younger when i talked to them/read their emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i'm going to bed with so many thougths.......my school days in Salmiya, my college days of 1999 in NSS College, my life in kuwait.....my life before the Gulf War-1, after Gulf War-2, my life at present, whats for tomorrow..........who knows! But i'm more comfortable in this Country eventhough i know its not my motherland.....is it becz i lived here for 25years of my life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today evening Dad/Mom reached our home after visiting my sis 'vimz' and 'uhca' has also reached home after a long gap. 'uhca' sounds sick today, maybe its her cold or was it becz 'uhca's missing me?? i'm sure 'uhca's dissapointed becz the chat coudnt be continued today becz of the online problemz. The first thing in the morning tomorrow is to call 'uhca'......after all i have built a dream castle for 'uhca'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its time to go to bed now.....oops i'm already late, the room is colder than yesterday. Today it seems the weather outside isnt anylonger hot at night so the A/C makes my room chill....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;things to do list&lt;/span&gt; for tomorrow:-&lt;br /&gt;1) Get my clothes from Laundry : 8am&lt;br /&gt;2) Call 'uhca'&lt;br /&gt;3) Check out the Car horn/loose connection.&lt;br /&gt;4) Visit my dad's friend and spend some time with him.&lt;br /&gt;5) Watch all the movies possible on TV.&lt;br /&gt;6) Sleep sleep and damage my brain cells to the extreme&lt;br /&gt;7) Eat the mutton machboos (i've already cooked it in the evening today)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-2179156711142632450?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/2179156711142632450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=2179156711142632450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2179156711142632450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/2179156711142632450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/tonight-im-going-to-bed-with-so-many.html' title='*  Tonight i&apos;m going to bed with so many thougths'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SO56-DzsgMI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZttQSk-zVDo/s72-c/chimpanzee_thinking_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-9041867035356111175</id><published>2008-10-08T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:05:49.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>*  my mind &amp; heart kept travelling miles &amp; miles from me.....</title><content type='html'>i'm still awake @ this time, dont know why but i cant make up myself to go to bed. i gotta go to work @ 7am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought of looking out of my bedroom window......&lt;br /&gt;Kuwait is calm &amp;amp; quite now. Hardly any cars speeding on the road....&lt;br /&gt;There's a poor Bengali guy again digging in the trash @ this time.Thats a normal site to see here in Kuwait. After all he cant live with KD 18/-month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for him/them.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me close my eyes and take a deep breath and try to sleep......I hope my neck pain doesnt bother me tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night to everyone there in this cyberspace.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-9041867035356111175?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/9041867035356111175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=9041867035356111175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/9041867035356111175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/9041867035356111175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-mind-heart-kept-travelling-miles.html' title='*  my mind &amp; heart kept travelling miles &amp; miles from me.....'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-5659746068098228962</id><published>2008-10-08T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:18:42.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my love my life'/><title type='text'>*  i see u wherever i go..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxtJJiCqHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NiBzfksSoVE/s1600-h/negative.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254694869179476082" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxtJJiCqHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NiBzfksSoVE/s200/negative.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxnqbClaTI/AAAAAAAAAGM/OmSwbAC5GUk/s1600-h/negative.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I see you wherever i go.........&lt;br /&gt;I know i'll see you soon.....maybe very soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm couting my days to be with you....hope you are somewhere reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-5659746068098228962?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/5659746068098228962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=5659746068098228962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5659746068098228962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/5659746068098228962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-see-u-wherever-i-go.html' title='*  i see u wherever i go..........'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxtJJiCqHI/AAAAAAAAAGU/NiBzfksSoVE/s72-c/negative.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3938490194153913111.post-8800904661856392695</id><published>2008-10-07T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T15:11:39.973-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me myself'/><title type='text'>* my 1st post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxhqq43T2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/YxTPNeY7aBM/s1600-h/220540dTraffic%20jam%20Hamme-pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254682250929721186" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxhqq43T2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/YxTPNeY7aBM/s320/220540dTraffic%2520jam%2520Hamme-pp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today morning i woke up with my regular neck pain. I looked out of my window to see if Kuwait was dusty today,but the weather turned out to be pretty good and the soft cold wind touched my face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On my way to my office i wonder what the traffic would be like.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But i knew i have a great day ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;=========================================================================&lt;br /&gt;I somehow ended up building up my new blog http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;Long back I had quit blogging on my earlier forum/blog becz i felt i was out of words to write.....&lt;br /&gt;This blog will be on all my thoughts and feelings.....I have no intention to hurt anyone while writing this blog. This is just going to be a diary on my &lt;/span&gt;experiences, observations, feelings, attitudes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;===========================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3938490194153913111-8800904661856392695?l=kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/feeds/8800904661856392695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3938490194153913111&amp;postID=8800904661856392695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/8800904661856392695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3938490194153913111/posts/default/8800904661856392695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kuwaitdreamz.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-1st-post.html' title='* my 1st post'/><author><name>vinz-Q8</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06019034355749666477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxSzMGegPI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Jzw5hSljmM4/S220/kuwaittowers.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_G50SxJb9yr8/SOxhqq43T2I/AAAAAAAAAGE/YxTPNeY7aBM/s72-c/220540dTraffic%2520jam%2520Hamme-pp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
