Over a month ago, my son was driving my car and had a terrible accident. Of course I know that it is quite possible for a young man who just started driving to have an accident and I guess all beginners do, but I never thought it would be that bad. Thank God he is OK but my car is ruined. It’s been five weeks now at the mechanics and they are still working and fixing it. Not to mention the amount of money I paid till now and how my husband is pissed off, but I’m the one who is suffering. I’m a prisoner at home and I can’t do both personal or work errands. I’m jobless and I think that even whenever I get my car back I won’t have work anymore. I was supposed to deliver my products last month to some markets and I didn’t. No one will rely on my word again. I feel awful and my husband can’t handle the kids outings and lessons. He’s not used to driving back and forth like I do. He knows that I’m stuck and never offered to drive me to those markets to deliver my late orders. On the contrary, he stayed a lot at home this past month cause he was tired and exhausted. We are both under stress. I feel bad without a car and I’m too far from the markets and from my family as well. I haven’t seen my parents for two months. Now my Kuwaiti friend Adam is coming next week and I don’t know what am I going to do. First I won’t be able to fetch her from the airport plus I won’t be able to see her everyday. Oooof such a terrible feeling such a terrible situation. Hope I get back my car this week.
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I was having an open day yesterday at my home to sell our furniture, household items, kitchenware, silverware, etc… It was very weird. I had mixed feelings. This wasn’t my first time to organize an open day, but this time it was different, totally different, even though the whole procedure was the same.
We came to Kuwait twelve years ago while my daughter was still a baby. Both my children grew up here and even their teenage hardest stage was also witnessed here. All our good times as well as hard times were here. Kuwait to me and to my children is our second home town, we really love living here and I would do anything just to stay here and I’ve done it before, but this time it’s different. Everything is different, everything is strange and weird, I just don’t get it. However, there’s nothing to be done and we never know whats best for us. I just hope that my kids cope well with the changes and challenges ahead of us.
Now that all the feelings are mixed up, I started thinking of my journey here and it was like a movie in front of my eyes. I started seeing all that happened to me during the past years, who I met, who I worked with, who were my real friends and who had a real impact on me and the image of four persons popped up in front of me. Yes there are four who I really owe deeply within my journey or stage or chapter in my life.
The first one is Mrs Soheir, my previous neighbour who was like a mother to me during my first four years in Kuwait. At that time I knew no one and didn’t know anything about the country or the people. She was of great help. She taught me everything, gave me a hand and was always there for me. I remember when my car was completely ruined after an accident, she gave me her car to use so that I can go to work everyday for two full weeks. Even though her car was like her third baby, yes she used to clean it herself and take good care of it, but she didn’t hesitate to lend it to me. Oh just remembering all that, it brought a smile to my sad face, oh I love that lady and I will truly miss her and her kindness. I hope she reads this one day.
Second is my friend Mallika, or if I may say “Angel Mallika”. Oh God, how blessed I am to have known and met such an angel. A true kind person who thinks of others rather than herself, who is always giving and never expecting anything in return. I knew Mallika through work, she taught me a lot. Even though she was so strict at work and straight forward and only works works works and never wastes time or chit chat with others, but she was kind to me and helped me while working with her and even when I left work. She found me another job in just three days. She is a dear sincere friend and we were also neighbors living on the same street. Mallika never stopped surprising me with all the good deeds towards the community. She has a Big Loving Caring HEART. She always supported me and giving me the best advice even relating to my health and body and business. May God Bless you my friend.
Third one I owe is my dearest friend Amal or I must say “sister” not just a friend. How on Earth can I describe this warm hearted person who stood beside me all the time. I never felt I’m a stranger here, not as an expatriate like the rest. Amal and all her family members starting with Ghadeer her sister and mine too, her mother, father, brothers, grandmother and aunts, they all treated me as one of them as well as my family too. They were there for me during bad times, really bad times (not to mention the bad experience). They helped me a lot to stand back on my feet. I stayed at their home for more than a month and I was not treated as a guest, it was my home and I was among my family. Amal did her best to fulfill my dream of coming back to Kuwait several years ago. She went out of her way and stood beside me regardless I was right or wrong. She bared my terrible mood sometimes and was always pushing me forward. Till now she is still standing beside me. Now I’m thinking what have I done for her and how can I pay her back! I simply love my two sisters Amal and Ghadeer and I can’t think of leaving them and I don’t wish to part. I am a normal, happy, lively, natural person when I am with them. I don’t have to show off or pretend or dress up, I simply be me in front of them. I hope we can see each other regularly offshore. This won’t be easy.
Last but not least, the fourth person I owe is Mimi and her team. I don’t call myself a close friend to her but I really thank God that I had the chance to know such a personality and get to know her and work with her closely not just when I was a vendor at Shakshooka Market but also at the Secret Garden Project. Mimi simply changed my life, Really. I started looking to life with a different prospective. I got to know a lot about the food industry but not all who can cook is a chef. I could have gone to other food markets but without learning anything new and some of them don’t care about hygiene . Till now I’m learning from her and I wish to have my own garden at my hometown and maybe I can start an Egyptian Shakshooka or even collaborate together. I started a healthy diet now and I have a healthy menu for customers and all that’s because of Mimi. I have to admit that I always depended on my husband for cooking and that I didn’t like to cook, but now I love my kitchen and love searching for new healthy recipes over the net. I’m honored that she likes one of my treats.
I simply love her way of thinking, her different concept, her initiatives as well as her warm heart. I wish I’d known her earlier. I will miss her and the whole team and of course the garden, my favorite getaway kinda place. We had so many beautiful mornings together with Mimi, her mother Alaa (Big Kind Sweet Heart and soul), the Grandmother, Lubna (another beautiful person I wished I’ve known earlier), Yusra with her adorable daughter, Dana and Waleed of course. I carry with me so many nice memories from the garden, memories that I won’t ever forget.
Thank you all for all your love and caring. Thanks for being special people in my journey and I really owe you big time. Love you all.
First of all and before I begin telling you what happened let me mention that I won’t say names even though I’m pissed off.
Well, to begin with, I participated at the spring bazaar which was two days ago. I was so excited about it and had big hopes as I always visited this bazaar for the last four years and my friends used to participate there and said that their profit was big. When I used to go to visit my friends in the past times, I couldn’t even walk through to reach their tables from the enormous crowd. However, my husband and I started preparing for it and went out of our regular way and purchased a lot of things that we usually don’t use in our other brunches and farmers market. I kept telling him that this bazaar is different and big. So we ordered a roll up at a professional marketing center (not to mention the price as it costs like more than double the ones from print shops) and bought special utensils and equipments besides our food and ingredients. We cooked for three days without sleep as we had to have a big quantity as it’s a Full Day event. Finally it was Friday and we went to set up at dawn as I didn’t want to go late in the morning and be in a hurry and stressed. At 10 am we were ready for the visitors and ready for the Ambassador who was supposed to come for the opening who didn’t show up at all. However people started to show up but like in small amount of people to count on your fingers. We waited and said maybe they will show up after Noon Prayers. Kept on waiting and waiting and waiting. If I tell you that the number didn’t even reach 100 what would you say about the organizer? Not to mention other stupid mistakes like letting the visitors go inside at the back area of the vendors and let them enjoy our buffet and drinks for free. I talked with him and asked him how come there is no show up of visitors and where are the thousands that we were used to see Everytime and his answer was a shock. He said it’s not his mistake and kept asking me where are my followers and the other vendors followers. Oh my God, he was depending on us to publicize. I told him that the reason why I came here was to see new people and get new customers but it was useless talking to him. For us it was a disaster especially that we were selling food and all the vendors ate from the free buffet of course but other vendors started buying from each other.
To conclude the story or to tell u the reason of all this is simply because people used to go when it was organized by an American lady who was popular and known and had her expat community but this guy couldn’t handle it unfortunately and I won’t participate again with him never even if it was for free. The only good thing that happened was meeting @musaed_1980 who tried my vegan healthy treats and loved them.
I had a terrible
day today. Went to renew my car license and finished all basic procedures such as paying insurance, fa7s fany, request violation fees and found nothing thank God, so I headed to finish my paper work and get the new license. Then came the shock; the lady on the counter said that I can’t renew the car and it will be withheld cause there’s a law case against me. What is she talking about? I said to myself. Had no idea what was that about? She didn’t tell me another word and didn’t explain anything so I went downstairs asking about that until I found a lady who told me that zain has filed a case against me and I had to go to court to settle it and pay the amount requested which was 60 KD. Strange enough, it wasn’t my phone number or I mustn’t say strange enough cause I’m certain that I paid all my bills up to date. What to do? Nothing! Zain has no answer except that this number is in my name, tayeb how come? The court doesn’t care, they just want to collect the money shown on their PC. The following step was going to be “banned from traveling” not just that but worse, it could reach prison as some people were sentenced because of that and because they didn’t know about it earlier unfortunately. I am considered lucky somehow as next month I was traveling and if I hadn’t paid that amount they would simply arrest me at the airport. Oh my God. I had no other option but to pay so I went to kuwait city to Justice house/court and paid and they told me to go to Hawally to get a release paper which I did then I was asked to go to Jabriya to document all that on the system. From 8 am till 1pm I was roaming from one governmental entity to another. It was hectic and unbelievable and I still have to go again tomorrow to do my license, hope it works out.
I participated in two exhibitions/markets in one week. The first one was on Sunday and Monday: the Management Market at Gust University Mishref which was total waste of time for us as it was in the open air and under the sun where students don’t really hang out as they have their cafés indoors in the air conditioned area. No selling but thank God that at the end of the second day they gave us back our money. As for the other one it was at Drag965 Kuwait Mile car race held yesterday in Subhan. How can I describe it? Only one big word: success. It was awesome by all means. Hundreds of people were there to see the race and they were all thirsty in this weather and to our luck we were serving juices and refreshments and I called my husband to bring us more cold drinks and water and ice. My God the crowd was over our heads. It was very tiresome but we enjoyed it as the effort wasn’t wasted. Hope to see all the other markets as crowded as this one.
So we were supposed to move from our apartment in Salwa cause the rent went up KD 200 more from 400 to 600 as we have officially finished our five years rent. I love our home and couldn’t think of moving for several terrible reasons which everyone knows, but the rent is really high. However we were searching for a couple of months now and saw tens of apartments in our area and in other areas as well. The average rent for a 3bedroom apt now is not less than 500-600. Oh my god what happened? We also want a nice decent modern one and not just the ordinary old buildings. So imagine the rentals! However after searching, and not knowing what to choose we decided to remain where we are and not move. So, we signed the new contract and agreed to the increase instead of all the hassle. But see how my weekend is from the picture 😀.
A few years ago or to be more accurate only five years ago I used to be really happy and excited when Thursday comes as this is the sign for family gathering and going out together in the weekend. I was working at that time and the time I spent with my children was really for studying and doing their homeworks during week-days, really boring for both of us. This is why when the weekend used to come we were all thrilled.
Now, my children are not kids anymore as they are teenagers now and they have their own lives. It is sad to say this, but they really enjoy spending their time with their friends now more than with us.
Today my daughter went to one of her friends house and this is the case now for every Thursday; either at their place or at ours.
As for my son, he goes out on Fridays with his buddies to one of the malls and they spend all day there hanging out, watching a movie, have lunch and then go play football of course to fulfill their happiness.
But what about us, the parents? We either stay at home waiting for them so that we can catch up with what they’ve done all day and just enjoy a chit-chat with them and be happy just to see them happy. Or we go out to buy some grocery and whatever missing for our daily needs.
So, here comes another boring weekend for me.