<?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-15132315</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:53:36.916+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it a smile</title><subtitle type='html'>The smile is reflecting ma personality towards the life.
To me, it is an innocent feedback and a reflection of peacefulness and soul relaxation from inside to outside. It is playing a big role on our daily life, and it could bring the moode up at any event, any place and any time… we really in need of it cus the life became a day after a day full with routines and  bad news. Some ppl are making money out of bringing smiles to others, others do it for free, and of course I love the others, lol.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116810287496311370</id><published>2007-01-06T20:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:01:15.003+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Sama of Oman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/744215/DA480A2607804C89B8DBE56385AA6CE8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="226" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/300927/DA480A2607804C89B8DBE56385AA6CE8.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Welcome baack, after all good Eid and having fun and back to my dear blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAma has tagged me through her blog, this will tell little about my self ..i liked the questions, and i hope all u like the answers.. i did it in Arabic only ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ما هو مصير ايميلك بعد وفاتك ؟!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;انا بصراحة اموت واعرف ايش سالفة الموت اللي اتصبح بها الاخبار والبلوجات&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بس جوابا علىتساؤلكم: الايميل طبعا بالمنطق محد بيسال عنه انه محد يعرف كلمة مروري غيري بس ان اتمنى له كل خير بعد وفاتي واتمنى ان ما يجي اليوم اللي ممكن يتكلم فيه الإيميل ويسرد بعض الاجزاء الغامضة في حياتي ويسوى كتاب على حساب اسراري..قولو أمين&lt;br /&gt;اما المدونة او البلوج فسيفقد نبضه وروحه بس ممكن اوصيله بجزء من ميراثي واخلي حد يكمل المسيرة والتواصل, تعال صح يمكن يكون ايضا جزء من عمل السكرتيرة ..اسال الله يطول عمرها. قولو مرة أمييين&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;هل حاولت يوما أن تقدم كلمة المرور لشخص ما !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;حشاااا....مو تشوفوني مجنون ولأ اعق الناس ب حصى&lt;br /&gt;انا الحته بتاعة ان ادي حد تاني الباسورد بتاعي ماتعجبنيش..و ماازنش اني حاعملها وراسي يشم الهوا...انتو عاوزين تخربو بيتي ولأ اييييه  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;إذا كانت الإجابة نعم ، فما مدى العلاقة التي قد تربط كبهذا الشخص لتثق به و تسلمه مفتاح أسرارك ؟&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;الحمدلله اني قلت لا في السؤال الماضي ا . يعني  طاح عني سؤال &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                 &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;اسمي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                        &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;   محمد&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; اسم الشهرة بين الأصحاب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; اسماء الشهرة كثيرة وخاصة ايام المدارس منها على سبيل المثال   العقل المدبر( بسبب تدبير بعض المقالب للاساتذه)  والمخ ( بسبب التمكن من مادة الرياضيات آنذاك) والفيلسوف  لكثرة الفلسفة واعطاء النقاش ابعاد  جديدة,&lt;br /&gt; اما حاليا فهناك لقب المجاحد  ( لكثر مناقشاتي لاي موضوع يطرح وما يركب في راسي حتى على صعيد العمل من الصعب جدا علي الأقتناع بدون الجلوس على طاولة الجحاد  وايضا لقب الشيبة لكثر المصطلحات والحركات التراثية اللتي تلازمني&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;عمري&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;بالنسبة لعمر فانامنذ مدة وجيزة قلت وداعا للعشرينات واهلا بالثلاثينات...والحمدلله بعدني اصن , ترا  اهم شي الصحة (بعد الاخلاق طبعا&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;برجي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;سابقا  كنت اعتبر برجي هو برج الصحوة  ومن يوم عملو التحويلة المباشرة  لدوار المطار تعاييت مو الابراج يلبألي كما يقول في لبنان...  بس اذا تبو الصراحة انا لا اؤمن بان هناك  12برج حال 7 مليار نسمة يعني بالله عليكم كما موه يطلع قسمي من ذا البرج ..&lt;br /&gt;بس بيني وبينكم احس ان الحمل والحوت قريبات مني .اخبركم احنا ليش ما نخترع ابراج حلوة كدة على ذوقنا نتفائل بها صباحا ومساء&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;شهادتي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;يبعد الشهادتين طبعا..عندي ثانويةعامة علمي ..وبكارليوس هندسة..وانشاء الله انا ناوي هذي السنة ابدا في ماجستير في اداره الاعمال..في عملي الحالي حصلت على شهادات اكاديمية ايضا... هذا غير عن شهادة المجاحدة الدوليه اللي اعطوني اياها ربعي بالتزكية..الله يذكرهم بالخير ان شاء الله&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;شخصيتي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;شخصيتي كيف اوصفها.يعني غامضة وواضحة.. هزلية وجدية..تجمع بين الذكاء والبغومية..مسالمة لاقصى حد ولاكن اذا انفجرت احسلكم تشردو عن حمم براكينها.. صح انها ليس ودودةوحنينه وكريمة بس احسن شى فيها انها ماتحمل البغضاء في قلبها. شخصيتي والله العالم تهتم بجودة العلاقات واضافة بعض البهارات..ايضا من امتيازات هذه الشخصية انها تمتاز بالعقلانية وقوةالتحليل والقدرة على التواصل مع كثير من الشرائح في المجتمع&lt;br /&gt;ايضا هناك القدرة على قراءة افكار الأخرين..لا تستغربو واجد ترا حتى كنت مستغرب من نفسي اول وما صدقت الا يوم شفت بعيني. لول&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;معنى السفر عندي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;السفر..هييييه..السفر هو ممتعتي الولى....اعطني حريتي اطلق يداي..السفر له معاني كثيرة في عقلي وقلبي&lt;br /&gt;و اللي قال فيه سبع فوائد ماغلط&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;المزاج&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;المزاج غالبا فوق ومش متقلب اوي..انا عادة اغلب مزاجي واثر عليه مش العكس..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;يومي خارج وقت الذروة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;بصراحة بصراحة أنام . لاني ما احصل نوم كافي في ايام الذروة&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;المشتريات&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;بالنسبة ليلا اعشق الشراء الا العطور وسابقا التي شيرت(الفانيلات&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;!&lt;strong&gt;أكلي المفضل&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;يعجبني العيوش في بيت الاهل وطبعا مع تجمع الاخوة تزداد شهيتي..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ويعجبني المندي اليمني ومضبي الدجاج وتعجبني اكلة اسمها فاجيتا موجودة على قوائم طعام تشلي..وتعجبني البتزا خاصة بابا جونز  وتعجبني القشطة الطازجة مع العسل.&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;الصفة المأخوذة من والدي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;الصبر وعدم التكبر عند امتلاك النعمة&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;الصفة المأخوذة من  أمي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;يحب الابناء والعدل بينهم..الله يذكرها بالخير حتى لو يجاب بسكويت  وفيه 12 قطعة .لازم بتضملي قطعه حتى لو كنت مسافر الى مثلث برمودا&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.أ&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;كثر ستة أشياء أكرهها&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; اكره..اللي يصبح ويمسي يسب بلاده&lt;br /&gt; اكره ..الناس اللي مافيها ذرة كرامة واحساس اللي لما تشوف حادث بدل ما يكونو محضر خير يجلسو يصورو عورات الناس بتلفوناتهم النقالة&lt;br /&gt;اكره.اللي ما يحس في  شعور الاخرين يعني يمشي ويتفل مضغة واللي يعكرك بصنانه  ييعني ريحة ابطه( ياخي ليش اخترعوا الديو دورانت)&lt;br /&gt;اكره.. اللي يدخل دوره مياة وعمل عمايلو ويتكاسل يعمل فلش (يعني حتى القطط اللي حيوانات لما تمل عمايلها تدم عليها التراب)&lt;br /&gt;اكره الفتنة والضغينة والكبر والتشدق والتفصخ والمياعة&lt;br /&gt;اكرة التعصب الديني...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;أكثر ستة أشياء أحبها&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; المحبة الصافية بدون أهداف خفية أو مصالح ذاتية (هذه ناقلنها من اجوبة سما&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;احب الاطفال عندما يبتسمون وايضا عند بداياتهم في قرأءة القرأن الكريم..&lt;br /&gt;         احب النساء              &lt;br /&gt;احب العطور&lt;br /&gt;احب الجياد ولكني لست فارسا&lt;br /&gt;احب الطرب &gt;&gt; يعجبني ابو بكر سالم وهاني شاكر ومحمد عبده ومن النساء تعجبني فيروز وماجدة الرومى ونوال الكويتيىة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;مفهوم العمل عندي&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       العمل شي مقدس  ولذلك ذكر ان العمل عبادة. حتى الراتب المفروض يكون مقدس&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;        الكمبيوتر و النت في نظري&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;اسف ماقدر امدحهم لانهم واقفين قدامي وانا اكتب ..وكما تعرفو المدح من الامام مذمة.. بس الاثنين في هذ االزمان اصبحوا ضرورة &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;و&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; في الختام أحب أمرر الواجب&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; لـسما  عمان ( عشان بس تحل الواجب مر ثانية &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116810287496311370?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116810287496311370/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116810287496311370&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116810287496311370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116810287496311370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2007/01/tagged-by-sama-of-oman.html' title='Tagged by Sama of Oman'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116714593422003428</id><published>2006-12-26T18:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T19:26:21.626+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me call them poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;When some friends told that I have written some &lt;strong&gt;humour&lt;/strong&gt; funny Arabic poems, I started thinking that they might be right, as it says there is no smoke without a fire. While before that I &lt;strong&gt;used to think that the majority of these poems are really silly and dont worth to be posted&lt;/strong&gt; anywhere, &lt;strong&gt;now&lt;/strong&gt; i am thinking of what the heck if &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;these may bring a smile to someone&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so why not give it a try and post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here I will post two short ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one is in &lt;strong&gt;meedan&lt;/strong&gt; style. The &lt;strong&gt;meedan&lt;/strong&gt; is a very &lt;strong&gt;traditional Omani poem style that spreads mostly in two regions in Oman,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Al Batina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Al-Sharqya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The meedan style is unique in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;cunning style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of its words meaning. &lt;strong&gt;I am not good&lt;/strong&gt; in it but I do love some pieces of such style.&lt;br /&gt;So one day, a friend of mine &lt;strong&gt;invited &lt;/strong&gt;another guy for a group dinner and &lt;strong&gt;instead of inviting him after Moghrob prayer, he told him by mistake after the Isha prayer&lt;/strong&gt;. So the guy came &lt;strong&gt;automatically late&lt;/strong&gt; and unfortunately the &lt;strong&gt;food finished and plates were licked&lt;/strong&gt;. So the guy for sure &lt;strong&gt;disappointed&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Even though he is historically unlucky anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt; and blamed the inviter, so I came up with those pieces describing the scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الأول:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ماجيتني يوم الصحن طاح ع الجلاًس ... وجيتني يوم الصحون ملحسة&lt;br /&gt;يطرب فؤادي ب غرفة الملاًس ... بس بعذرك لانه اموري منًحسة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;رد عليه الثاني&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;نرجو السموحة يا رفيع الراس ... امرك بسيط بنعالجه وبنهندسه&lt;br /&gt;بنجيبلك راس وراس وراس ... وبنحطلك فوق ا لعيوش محمًسة&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;معاني الكلمات:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ماجيتني يوم الصحن طاح ع الجًلاس: اي لم تخبرني بالوقت الذي سيحضر فيه الصحن او الاكل للجالسين او الحاضرين&lt;br /&gt;محمًسة: اي المحموسة المكونة من البصل والصلصة التي توضع فوق الأرز&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-The second One: &lt;strong&gt;last week&lt;/strong&gt;, we were (me and one of my friends) sitting and &lt;strong&gt;watching some TV news&lt;/strong&gt; and meanwhile&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;kidding with our third friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who as usual always away with his thoughts (&lt;strong&gt; sar7aan&lt;/strong&gt;) concentrating on Al-Jazeera &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;beautiful lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that presenting the news. We were &lt;strong&gt;teasing him&lt;/strong&gt; that to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;concentrate on the news rather than the Lady&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;( lol). Then we decided to make &lt;strong&gt;a poem game&lt;/strong&gt; in 15 minutes &lt;strong&gt;to describe his case and his love to that presenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually after &lt;strong&gt;13 minutes&lt;/strong&gt; I came up with following silly poem where the guys got a good laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;يستحي ويضم باطه... كامن حبه ف طماطه&lt;br /&gt;حبه شاعل من نشاطه...وشاغل كل اللي حاطه&lt;br /&gt;من كل وجهة ومن وساطه....مخيوط له حرز خياطه&lt;br /&gt;هل ياترى يفلت رباطه... ويرجع لنا بعض ارتباطه&lt;br /&gt;يرجع لنا يفرش بساطه...ويرشنا من عطر باطه ( لول)&lt;br /&gt;ونرد نتمناله طماطه...حلوة تخلصنا ببساطه&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;طبعا المقصود بالطماطة: اي تلك المذيعة الحسناء اللي صاحبنا سرحان فيها&lt;br /&gt;يستحي ويضم باطه : اي من كثر خجل صاحبنا من الموقف جالس جلسة القرفصاء ومغطي ابطه ومركز في التلفاز&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;شو رايكم؟ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116714593422003428?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116714593422003428/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116714593422003428&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116714593422003428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116714593422003428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-me-call-them-poems.html' title='Let me call them poems'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116713969895876839</id><published>2006-12-26T17:18:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T17:34:47.846+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why women live longer than men ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/922931/Slide4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="218" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/947057/Slide4.jpg" width="314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/943846/Slide3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/600579/Slide3.jpg" width="309" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/940065/Slide2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/833582/Slide2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/977787/Slide1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/320363/Slide1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I thought its only because of the food that they feeding us days and nights ( with Hidden small Recipes for us) . suuure Its more than that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yubbbbaaa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3aaaad girls pls dont kill me for this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116713969895876839?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116713969895876839/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116713969895876839&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116713969895876839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116713969895876839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-women-live-longer-than-men.html' title='Why women live longer than men ?'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116644505552617966</id><published>2006-12-18T16:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T12:41:10.423+04:00</updated><title type='text'>When your hair telling: am not growing any more</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/605828/DSC00910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="192" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/655135/DSC00910.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Out of my several visits to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;, the time came where I have insisted to try &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;an original hair cut with traditional barber.&lt;/span&gt; Within a small city close to Kuala Lumpur, I went to this place where they have these old fashions barber shops. On my mind , I was thinking to experience something different than those high standard barbers in big malls and centres, plus it cheaper (between me and you), no&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;it was mainly the simple humble experience u got when u trying something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;like traditional restaurant or Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we found the place. There were three of us, entering the barber shop. Maan the moment I put my leg into the barber shop, i just shout :&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7alaq 7ubina:&lt;/span&gt; (oh lovely barber). The barber almost 60 years old and he told us he was almost 40 years on this job. I was really getting more excited when I saw the &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hair cutter; it?s a manual one mechanical? like the old gold coffee grinder machine&lt;/span&gt;. My friends just backed off and said: &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;No way we gona do that&lt;/span&gt; and I said  &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;no way am gona miss this,&lt;/span&gt; this is what I have dreaming of : the magnificent manual hair cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a gave up sign, my friends decides to sit down and watch this stuff working on my hair, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;making some jokes and fun on me and shooting some photos capturing this exciting funny event and use it as a theme for the whole tour.&lt;/span&gt; I just smile at them and prepared my self, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;gave my neck to butcher (sorry I meant the barber) and did my shahadatain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barber started with my hair, and maaan even after a year from that event &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I still feel the way that hair cutter removed each piece of my hair&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally I do ?one? hair cut every 20 days, and if I recalled right , after that hair cut &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I stayed more than 80 days without a second hair cut&lt;/span&gt;. Even though that made me worry for awhile : &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;why my hair is not growing&lt;/span&gt;, but actually &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;saved me three hair cut fees,&lt;/span&gt; lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that cut a felt so fresh, relaxing, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;opening a new page in my life&lt;/span&gt; (lol) so with the risk I was taken I think I learned and I gained a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the pic, am the  &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116644505552617966?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116644505552617966/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116644505552617966&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116644505552617966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116644505552617966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-your-hair-telling-am-not-growing.html' title='When your hair telling: am not growing any more'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116627129768238868</id><published>2006-12-16T15:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T16:14:57.700+04:00</updated><title type='text'>دعوة للحب</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/861972/date%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="303" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/354565/date%203.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;كن كالنخيل عن الأحقاد مرتفعا..... يرمى بصخر فيرمي أطيب الثمر&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;كم جميل هذا البيت , لدرجة يجعلني أحبه أكثر كلما مررت به أو تذكرته&lt;br /&gt; ميزة هذا البيت الواحد انه يحمل معاني جميلة وعديدة في أن واحد&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;التسامح,العفو عند المقدرة,إفشاء ونشر روح المحبة والعطاء, والبعد عن الاحقاد&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;والكره والضغناء, والارتقاء بالنفس والروح عاليا&lt;/span&gt;, كل هذه مفردات نتأملها في هذا البيت&lt;br /&gt;الجميل ايضا انه يرمز بالنخيل, &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;وأآه كم هي النخلة قريبة منا كعمانيين وكعرب بشكل عام,&lt;br /&gt;النخلة بعلو كعبها وقامتها دا ئما تحنو الينا بكل شي لايمكن ان نحصره بالثمر فقط&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;المهم اذا رجعنا الى مغزى البيت &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;وهوالسمو والتسامح,هل نرى في انفسنا هذا الخصلة متأصلة أم  هل يجب علينا ان نجبر انفسنا على التحلي بها لان بصراحة الواقع المعاش يقول اننا غالبا مانفقد اعصابنا ولانمسكها بسهولة باتجاه اي إساءة أو خطأ بسيط سواء من صديق او من عابر&lt;/span&gt; سبيل..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; لنفتح دعوة صادقة للحب ; دعوة غير مكبلة بالاستغلال لان كثير من الناس ممكن تستغل طيبة القلب لاجل مصالح معينة..و دعونا نمسح صفحة الاحقاد والصدامات ونغسلها بمطر&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; التسامح والأبتسامة&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;وترا ياجماعة &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;الدنيا لسة بخير والامطار ما شاء الله ما شاء الله يخزي العين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/64020/date.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/1174/date.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116627129768238868?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116627129768238868/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116627129768238868&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116627129768238868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116627129768238868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_16.html' title='دعوة للحب'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116584316100906153</id><published>2006-12-11T17:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T17:21:02.053+04:00</updated><title type='text'>"" لماذا عبرت الدجاجة الطريق؟؟""</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/167317/hen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="184" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/979588/hen.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;اهلين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;وصلتني هذه الرسالة بالضبط قبل سنة يعني يوم 11/12/2005 واحتفال بعيد ميلاد هذه الرسالة الخفيفة الظل في البريد بتاعي احببت &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ان انقلها طبعا مع التعليق&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;سألنا السؤال التالي: "" لماذا عبرت الدجاجة الطريق؟؟"" لنرى كيف يمكن أن يجيب كبار المفكرون عن هذا السؤال&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ديكارت&lt;/span&gt;: لتذهب إلى الطرف الآخر من الطريق&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;أفلاطون&lt;/span&gt;: بالنسبة لها الحقيقة موجودة في الطرف الآخر&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;أرسطو&lt;/span&gt;: إنها طبيعة الدجاج&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;كارل ماركس&lt;/span&gt;: هذه حتمية تاريخية الكابتن&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;جيمس كيرك&lt;/span&gt;: لتذهب إلى حيث لم تذهب دجاجة بعد&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;أبوقراط&lt;/span&gt;: بسبب فرط إفراز في البنكرياس&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;مارتان لوثر كنغ&lt;/span&gt; :حلمت دائما بعالم يستطيع فيه الدجاج عبور الطريق دون حاجة لتبرير هذا الفعل&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;نيكولا ماكيافيل&lt;/span&gt;: المهم أن الدجاجة عبرت الطريق .. و ليس المهم أن نعرف لماذا .. فغايتها للوصول إلى الطرف الآخر يبرر أي دافع لذلك مهما كان&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;سيغموند فرويد&lt;/span&gt;: إن الاهتمام بعبور الدجاجة يدل على وجود اضطراب في المشاعر الجنسية الدفينة &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;بوذا&lt;/span&gt;: إن طرح هذا السؤال يعني إنكار لطبيعة الدجاج &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;غاليلة و مع ذلك .. هي تعبر الطريق&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;شارل ديغول&lt;/span&gt;: ربما عبرت الطريق و لكنها لم تعبر الاوتوستراد بعد&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ا&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ينشتاين&lt;/span&gt;: إن كانت الدجاجة هي التي عبرت الطريق أو أن الطريق هو الذي تحرك تحت أقدام الدجاجة فهذا يتعلق بنسبية الأشياء&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;وطبعا سألوني انا: وجوابي كان: ليش تسألو عن الدجاجة بس!. يعني كل مخلوقات الله ممكن في اي لحظة تعبر ! هل يعني بسبب ان الدجاج ما لهش حد وماعندهاش ظهر وسند..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طبعاهذه السالفة في ذاك الوقت ذكرتني ب&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; ايران وامتلاكها السلاح او بالاحرى امتلاكها للتكنولوجيا النووية&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116584316100906153?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116584316100906153/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116584316100906153&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116584316100906153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116584316100906153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_11.html' title='&quot;&quot; لماذا عبرت الدجاجة الطريق؟؟&quot;&quot;'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-116515806906318163</id><published>2006-12-03T18:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T19:09:19.336+04:00</updated><title type='text'>أريد سكرتيرة</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;بعد انقطاع عن الكتابة في هذا البلوج لمدة تجاوزت الستة اشهر, ها انا ذا اكتب اخيرا و بااللغة اللعربية ايضا . اللذين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;لاحظوا من خلال البلوج او دعنا نسميها المدونة اني بدأت متحمسا بمقال واحد كل يوم ثم مقال كل اسبوع ثم واحد كل شهر حتى وصلت الى هذه المرحله ( مقال كل ستة اشهر) حتى اني فكرت ف&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/1600/175401/Secrtary.dsf053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="305" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4284/1391/320/605775/Secrtary.dsf053.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ي ان استعين بأغنية فيروز &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" زوروني كل سنة مرة ..حرام تنسوني بالمرة&lt;/span&gt; " واعلقها على دريشة البلوج.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;اليوم الجو شاعري و مثالي للكتابة مع تساقط الامطار "امطار الخير والبركة" وباالرغم من ذلك ترردت كثيرا في الكتابة و ذلك يرجع الى عدم المامي باالطباعة بااللغة العربية ,&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; فلن تصدقوا اني اخذت ساعة كاملة لكتابة السطرين اللي فوق وشكلي كده اني سآخذ ساعتين حتى اكمل هذا المقال&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;انزين نرجع لمحور حديثنا, طبعا الموضوع و مافيه, اني خلاص قررت اشغل سكرتيرة لهذا البلوج الطيب واعتقد ان هذا الأمر &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;سيكون سابقة في تاريخ البلوجات " المدونات" ويمكن ان يشكل نقلة نوعية في هذا العالم الأنترنتي الصغير.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طبعا اكيد بتسألوني: " &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;مو باغلها السكرتيرة باه وماهي المهمات التي ستكون عليها أ دائها&lt;/span&gt; ؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و جوابي على ذلك : انها ستكون مسؤولة عن طباعة المقالات في البلوج و تنظيمها و تزيينها ان لزم الأمر . أنا كل اللي علي اني اجيب الأفكار وا سجل المقال شفهيا وارسلها الى آلة الأستماع الصوتي بجهاز التلفون بتاع حضرتها .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;طبعا بتردوا و بتقولوا : " &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;وابويي وواعجبي , لهذي الدرجة ذا الانسان عاجز وكسول وبرذول&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;انا ما جاي ارد عليكم لكن انتوا بتشوفوا كيف راج يتحسن ويتجمل البلوج يوم تتعين السكرتيرة.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;و على اساس تنجح المحروسة "السكرتيرة" في اجتياز امتحان القبول , اعدت الشروط الآتية التي يجب ان تتوافر ليها:&lt;br /&gt;1- ان تكون عمانية من اب عماني وأم عمانية ويفضل ان تكون عمتها و خالتها كذلك.&lt;br /&gt;2- ان تجيد العربية والأنجليزية تحدثا وكتابة واستماعا &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" ركزوا على كلمة استماعا&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;3- ان تجيد اللهجة العامية "القحة" وتكون ملمة بمعظم المفردات "&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; اريدها تكون قاموس عماني&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;4- ان تكون غير مادية بمعنى ان يخلى قاموسها من:&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; " كم الراتب" و " شي اجازة&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;5- تعرف الطباعة&lt;br /&gt;6- لديها كومبيوتر&lt;br /&gt;7- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;الكمبيوتر يكون مشبوق باالأنترنت&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8- لديها جهاز تلفون مزود ب آلة الأستماع الصوتي&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بالنسبة للشكل والطول و الوزن و العمر والحجم فلا يوجد اي شروط او تحفظات &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;بس عاد ما تكون عجوز " أصبع فوق الكمبيوتر وأصبع في القبر&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;فعلي جميع من ترى في نفسها الكفاءة والرغبة ان ترسل سيرتها الذاتية الى بريدنا الألكتروني.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ولا شو ريكم ؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-116515806906318163?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/116515806906318163/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=116515806906318163&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116515806906318163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/116515806906318163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title='أريد سكرتيرة'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-114451421414005126</id><published>2006-04-08T20:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T15:26:21.000+04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/Presentation2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/DSC00832.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For first time show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to be so impulitive tonight and show my face , and as a note : it will be very &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;temporary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Note: picture was removed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/p&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/15132315-114451421414005126?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114451421414005126/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=114451421414005126&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/114451421414005126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/114451421414005126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-me.html' title='This is me'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-114174396924948733</id><published>2006-03-07T18:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T19:19:34.536+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by the Princessa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/yellow.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged by the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;women of wisdom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Arabian Princess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is your idea of perfect happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I sleep, sometimes, I run my memory throughout the day and if I find my self not guilty against any human, then I sleep with happiness. And when I see my parent smiling and laughing this the top of my happiness. Also when I do or share in a project that save some money to my company/country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is your greatest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death is our final destination.. I fear of it but less than lasting sickness amradh muzmina of my close relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which living person do you most admire?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My Parents:.they gave me a lot..&lt;br /&gt;His Majesty: He gave and still giving the country everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non-seriousity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is the trait you most deplore in others?betraying the countryWhat is your greatest extravagance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I understand the question right, its the things I wasted?&lt;br /&gt;Then the time i spend without She- Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;On w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hat occasion do you lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Many times.. true, I dont want to lie to u and add one more lie, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What do you dislike most about your appearance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I dont. Im confident of that as I appear very simple in my physical appearance&lt;br /&gt;and also in my address. and that me a very simple person u ever know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which living person do you most despise&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one till date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Which words or phrases do you most overuse&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to be more organised than Im..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What do you consider your greatest achievement?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my school at secondary level I scored the top, in Univ I score the top ( out of two lol) in my work this year I scored the top. Every year if not month I have an achievement ..and thks God for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God re-create me, I want to be as me but hidden, so I can see what people say and do about my death.. that will be interesting laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Who are your favorite writers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go with books and I dont go with special names. To tell u truth I dont read much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;who is your favourite hero of fiction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Also Captin Majid What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;When a close people that u donated and suffered for them attack u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Where would you like to live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any where in Oman What is your most marked characteristic? very argumentative.. in Omani the call it mja7id.. some say funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is the quality you most like in a woman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Being patient and content with her life and making a good guy like me happy..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What is your greatest regret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is still going on but it very personnel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;What or Who is the greatest love of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My family.. Especially my parents and my daughters..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-114174396924948733?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/114174396924948733/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=114174396924948733&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/114174396924948733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/114174396924948733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/03/tagged-by-princessa.html' title='Tagged by the Princessa'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113923606244234346</id><published>2006-02-06T18:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T16:48:03.240+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing U all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/rice2_adj.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Heeeey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im really really sorry for not keeping on writing on the blog I dunno how can I express my apology for that.. if some of u think that I need to invite u for &lt;strong&gt;a lunch or a dinner&lt;/strong&gt; as &lt;strong&gt;a scarify&lt;/strong&gt; for that, i will really do..  this offer for both &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ladieas and girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired and bored at the same time from saying that Im too busy.. &lt;strong&gt;but yes Im&lt;/strong&gt; actually I have moved to new section in my work  more to business and contract side than the operations that I was looking after before, and at this stage still a lot of things need to done and completed ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From time to time I got to be free but I can only type one or two lines but this what i dont like to post here .. I wana to post more than 10 lines minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my posting absence, I got some ideas of posting, half of them need to written in Arabic and that required me to change the blog format which Im not ready for or it yet and let say &lt;strong&gt;Im lazy to do&lt;/strong&gt;..lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If u accept my apology .. then please comment and specify your &lt;strong&gt;preferable dish&lt;/strong&gt; for lunch or dinner and please be aware of my offer,  &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is invitation but nothing to said about payment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113923606244234346?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113923606244234346/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113923606244234346&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113923606244234346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113923606244234346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2006/02/missing-u-all.html' title='Missing U all'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113603596684131114</id><published>2005-12-31T17:28:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T17:32:46.853+04:00</updated><title type='text'>My friend,  MOUSSY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/moussy_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/moussy_pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good memory with my friends moussy, during my bad times at exams stage, it was with me all the way..  I have done arabic poem for it. I have recognized it as relaxing, mood enhancing and more sophisticated than the soft carbonated soft drinks.&lt;br /&gt;It is  a non alcoholic beer  sha3eer  with variety of different flavors were u can share good times ' as well'  with ur friends.&lt;br /&gt;On those exam days, I used to join ma friends with my bottle,  some of my friend hate the smell and the r thinking its alcoholic, so we keep teasing them while revising for the exam , lol I kept coming everyday with a different flavor..till we passed the exam..  thanks god we all passed &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113603596684131114?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113603596684131114/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113603596684131114&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113603596684131114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113603596684131114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-friend-moussy.html' title='My friend,  MOUSSY'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113421223480324472</id><published>2005-12-10T14:49:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T14:57:14.816+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Knock your car and save a cat..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/what-a-night2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/what-a-night2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; December, January and little of February are considered to be the cold months in Oman.  Even for some west foreigners, they got to feel our cold more than at their home.  They think almost same as our elders and both express the strength of our cold by saying that &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our cold hit the bone directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that right ?, I mean cold hitting the bone and bypass the skin senses .. I dunno but I feel that our bodies are more adapted to warm and hot weather since having + 6 months of  hot and that due to our proximity to Equator climate. And this supported with facts that when the change to this cold season take place, most of us go to hospital to take &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three famous doctors meals&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  caough , flew and bala3eeem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this has to do with Cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats in Oman feel this Dec-Feb cold too, and what the have to do about it ? . Either they found a warm shelter at night.. or they must be &lt;strong&gt;smarter and find something  easy and practical&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, at night, cats escape from cold and they come to hide beneath your car engine or &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inside the engine's fan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a week days,  u wake up around 6:00 o'clock in the morning, switching  on ur car engine and u hear the weird &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meeaaaw&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; voice down your front cover, either the smart cat is lucky and survive or the fan of your engine &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crushed him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wht u think if  prior putting ur key in, just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;knock on the car front cover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Sub7an alla u might &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;save an animal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113421223480324472?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113421223480324472/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113421223480324472&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113421223480324472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113421223480324472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/12/knock-your-car-and-save-cat.html' title='Knock your car and save a cat..'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113387733823661409</id><published>2005-12-06T17:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:55:38.573+04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weird match:  Oman Vs Syria ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/oman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/oman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Welcome baaack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol what a football match to be played  in the current West Asian Olympic tournament in QATAR Omani  with a youth team supported with second generation of  the first team players  against the  Syrian  who almost at the same level but older in terms of player  average age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per the schedule, this match to start on  15:45 on Thursday 1/12/05  in Al-Ghrarafa stadium ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omani team arrived on time and also the referee team also the fans came in  oh someone missing .. yeah the Syrian team not yet came..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in stadium started worrying about where is the Syrian team ( Wa3ajbi) after several calls   they found that Syrian team has arrived to&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a different stadium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ..lol.. which is 60 Km  from  the right stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normally and officially, the referee team  has the right to wait for 15 min and go directly and announce the coming team winning by 2/0 .. but  people in charge asked Omani delegation for more patience and to wait 45 minute   and Omani as normal  very typical peaceful  and polite  accepted and wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 45min,  khalas, referee announced Oman wining  2/0..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night time, Syrian delegation complained to &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; people in charge&lt;/span&gt; and claimed that it wasnt their mistake to go to the wrong Stadium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then whom is taking the fault ? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sure the poor driver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ..   in fact Syrian were right at that point cus they came out of their Hotel at  1 oclock in the afternoon and  were driven by people in charge  bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again people in charge   came to Omanis and negotiated that this match to be repeated since its not the Syrian mistakefor sure  they were  expecting a free trouble nice polite acceptance from Omanis ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Night, Omani delegation hasnt accepted to play or not to play.. even though their was an announcement that the Match will played night time that evening  were we have been stuck in front of TV to watch this terrible match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in next morning, Friday (2/12) Omani offered different options:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-   Play the game  where it cant affect the Omani schedule next match against that means  Saturday &lt;br /&gt;-   Delay the match till end and once Oman finished with Bahrain ( the 3rd team in the group)&lt;br /&gt;-    Not to play.. since Oman has a strong position of 'not to play'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Guess what  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; people in charge&lt;/span&gt; decided on their own without Omani agreement  to play on  Friday night  at  9:30 PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again we have delayed our work ,came to sat for the match on TV ,  hehehe  ..Syrian team and referee came in  and guess what .. Omani team did not show up haha &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt; wa7da b wa7da..&lt;/span&gt;ya3ni one by one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After several calls with Omanis, Omanis claimed that  they didnt accept the play on that day as it wasnt one of there proffered options  they have sent earlier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOOOh ..  Again the match got delayed. And both Syrian and Omani agreed to play on next day on the 3/12  ..it was not a preferable choice for the Syrian  to play tom games in a row  but they have to live with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goooosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, 3/12/05  came in and the time came..  as a surprise both teams cam in this time  Masha allaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Match started and Oman able to score first after 30min on first half.  After only 7 minutes, a Syrian player  kick a strong ball towards the omani goal .. the ball went and hit the right bar ( angle) and the it went 90 deg to the left bar  without entering the goal and caught by the goalkeeper  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what ..!! &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the referee announce a goal !!,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; we all surprised it was a very clear view that it wasnt a goal bas  yalla we typical polite Omanis say  alla ysam7u &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the draw with unfair goal , the 1st half over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second half.. while Syrian  striker was going with the ball he  clearly hit himself in the Omani defender leg  Guess what ??  &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Instead of issuing a yellow card for the striker that made a trick on the referred, &lt;/span&gt;the referee &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;gifted him with a penalty&lt;/span&gt; against Oman..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syrian played the unfair penalty and scored out of  itresulting in 2/1    I really couldnt stand whats going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, with most Omani players psychological mode going down, our defender kick the ball inside our goal.HOllaayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 3/1  at the end .. the referee finished his &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;mission possible&lt;/span&gt; with a good smile on his face and shared that with &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;people in charge&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabroooooooooooook to Syria   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shows how bad  when some one &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; people in charge&lt;/span&gt; not managing their tournament professionally and exposed problems to the sport rather than improving it to level were every one  feel the good achievement&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113387733823661409?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113387733823661409/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113387733823661409&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113387733823661409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113387733823661409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-weird-match-oman-vs-syria.html' title='What a weird match:  Oman Vs Syria ..'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113198862524387652</id><published>2005-11-14T21:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T21:17:05.283+04:00</updated><title type='text'> Me the BOSS..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/welcome2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="235" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/welcome2.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still ppl think I had little of humourity .. ooh by the way, please forgive my wording  hu&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/0018-0503-1706-5029_TN.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mourity but heey u know what Im famous of using weird  fit for purpose words even those do not exist in the dictionary, which reminds me with when I was in Holland for a course, using word like  famousity as nown for a famous, and other guys enjoyed it and started using it freely all over the course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 4 weeks I was standing for my boss..and believe me standing for the boss here is not quit a good funnnn ..its a good experience and it set u for challenge yaah, but it stole most of the time from u especially if u keep doing your job as well at the same time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your colleagues, now u r the boss and so u need to run the show as it suppose to be .. and at the same time u still wana keep the little sense of humour on cus thats in your blood or let say in your nature.. so u should put in your mind to set the borders between the  seriousity and the jokinity where by doing so, u not loosing your measures as a leader and not loosing your  humourity at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is hell of things u could do with the  new chair ..it a chance to clear some old accounts with some colleagues ..lol.. squeezing some balls as a strategy when u have the power ..and who minds the power anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me it wasnt all the case.. Im not the type of people whom looking for chairs to act with a serious look and set orders that Im not fully aware of its consequences .. I would rather skilled ma self with enough knowledge and grasp as much experience in my field and then the chair  will search for me .i wana ma decisions to be supported by enough knowledge and justification, plus some jokes too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way I was calling ma self a spare tyre when ma colleague started calling me Boss  lol I know that will be a temporary bossshit some started even calling me Shaikh as well .. well its too funny to be the boss sometime .. lol how much ppl changing out to treat u so well within no time and how much sudden respect u gain,. how much free service full coffee cups u offered all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yalla who cares lets live it for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh my God, the origin boss is arriving at the door . Now, me and the collegues all rushing to receive him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all in one voice :  &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Good morning Shaaaaaaaikh .. wana cup of coffee&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Now every one alone shouting:  &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its hot boss I I I I I I I I I I I I I have make it just now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life continue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113198862524387652?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113198862524387652/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113198862524387652&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113198862524387652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113198862524387652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/11/me-boss.html' title=' Me the BOSS..'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113026569723261643</id><published>2005-10-25T22:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:44:18.910+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oman, the 'least' Corrupt among Arab's</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/Presentation21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/Presentation21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, for me, I dont accurately know what Omanis has in their perception about the government when it comes to a question where Oman is standing in term of financial management, and how much corruption, but Im suspecting that normal puplic and especially the un educated ones will pointed out that the corruption is spreading every where including both puplic and private sector. I cant blame them all because the information system here was not much transparent or lets say wasnt have enough effort in reporting some critical issues like tenders budgets, the projects costs till recently, where the Establishment of the National financial Audit Bureau and the Tender Board have been positive steps taken by Oman in achieving this transparency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this news of the report showing that Oman coming first of the least financial corrupted arabian country, have made my day and allowed me to have a nice long breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per Oman times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sultanate is the least corrupt Arab nation, according to a report prepared by the London-based Transparency International. Oman got 6.3 points on a scale of 10 in the Global Corruption Report 2005 released by TI yesterday. The UAE, which scored 6.2 points, is placed second less corrupt Arab nation, followed by Qatar, Bahrain and Jordan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.timesofoman.com/newsdetails.asp?newsid=21005"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.timesofoman.com/newsdetails.asp?newsid=21005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and some more about bahrain score on: &lt;a href="http://www.tradearabia.com/tanews/newsdetails_snECO_article95075_cnt.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.tradearabia.com/tanews/newsdetails_snECO_article95075_cnt.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not too much  concern about the statistics and figures outcame in the report, but I really appreciate the general outcomes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching al-Jazeera program, there were discussion about how transparent this report, and it shows very remarkeable independent institutes and interntainal universities were involved in conducting the survey and establishing the report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Well, the news came at a fantastic timing, while Omanis heading to celebrate their 35th universary of the develovment and rauinssance era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this important ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Create more the attractiveness, throughout the international reputation, for the foreign investors and big companies to come to Oman .&lt;br /&gt;- More stability in the economical system, and encouragement of making more effort in terms of project planning.&lt;br /&gt;- People on street will show more harmonization with laws and policies adopted in order to control the financial system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as reports, says Leaders must go beyond lip service and make good on their promises to provide the commitment and resources to improve governance, transparency and accountability,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So big thanks to his Majesty for all what he has done to keep the development in Oman going in the right way.and for all the citizens whom working day and night to serve their country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113026569723261643?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113026569723261643/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113026569723261643&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113026569723261643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113026569723261643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/10/oman-least-corrupt-among-arabs.html' title='Oman, the &apos;least&apos; Corrupt among Arab&apos;s'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-113009410439167649</id><published>2005-10-23T22:43:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:31:47.500+04:00</updated><title type='text'>In mood of writing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/dunes_vsm1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/dunes_vsm2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" height="76" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/dunes_vsm2.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, nothing to do with our empty quarter shown on the rightit just focus, concentration and no laziness...thats what im missing these days hell, having dozens of news and stories a day.. and still cant type them down.. Should I be under punishment ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should I do .. well, to be more creative .. I will start putting some titles down and then i will see through my blog visitors recommendation, of which ones bring their attention and so I can post about them first.. ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also as a second idea is posting in Arabic....but this one in not in very soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here is some titles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Among Arabian countries, Oman came the first of less financial corruption country, and it came 28 internationally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Oman parachute team (free fall and the goal team) good achievement around the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My latest visit to the lovely Kuala lumpur ( truly Asia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me going to Huston to receive an Award.! .lets be proud of Omani team work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Renewing my dear car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crazy ideas to let trees in my house fast grow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What I see in Ramadhan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me and the &lt;strong&gt;Jewish&lt;/strong&gt; lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What Im reading at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So any one !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-113009410439167649?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/113009410439167649/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=113009410439167649&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113009410439167649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/113009410439167649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-mood-of-writing.html' title='In mood of writing!'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-112904989854085361</id><published>2005-10-11T20:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T20:58:18.546+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please press my button on Religious mode: Its Ramadhan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/p2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/p2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sarcastic cartoon u see on left is from Al-watan newspaper made by Badria Al-Rahbi. Its well explaining much of the reality of what we see in Ramadhan..&lt;br /&gt;As muslims, we all like to do better deeds in Ramadhan, and be as close as possible to Alla  knowing the big rewards where the good deed multiply by 70 times than in other months.  But and always but, when ppl starts going 180 degrees from there natural behaviour prior Ramadhan, then this brings the confusion of the understanding of the whole concept.&lt;br /&gt; See, the guy one day before Ramadhan drinking alcohol, his cigarette cant miss his lips, his tongue cant miss digging inside the dignity of other ppl,  his blue-tooth is full with blue-green-red clips,  and he has no minimum commitment to work, and top of that he cant remember the direction of the closest mosque !&lt;br /&gt;As the great Ramadhan came in, then the miracle happens and some kind of a switch over button was pressed on the same type of this guy. U can see him the first one coming to mosque (that's why we dont really find most of the times, a place to pray in Ramadhan). His beard is free to go bottom, his misba7 is locked to his hands. When this happens, it is sending a bad message of how the muslim behaviour changing due to the circumstances and setting a bad example to young ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why we dont try to be close to balance, and why we try to act as a wave, going ups and down with no constant well known behaviour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know Ramdhan is a very good chance to quit the bad habits and seek the forgiveness, but at the same time we also should seek the quitting commitment after Ramdhan. The God can guide anyone back to straight path and this can can happen in ramadhan and in all other months as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I think I need a big effort to become a good muslim so I wish and I pray that can happen anytime, not only in Ramdhan.  W ramadhankum kareem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-112904989854085361?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/112904989854085361/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=112904989854085361&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112904989854085361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112904989854085361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/10/please-press-my-button-on-religious.html' title='Please press my button on Religious mode: Its Ramadhan'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-112896893515499248</id><published>2005-10-10T22:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:28:55.156+04:00</updated><title type='text'>When the plate of rice combines the capitalism and the communism</title><content type='html'>For me, a simple definition for difference between them, that in communism every body will be awarded in the same, where in capitalism the award is as per the level of obligations and responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now having lunch with ma family, we always gather as guys on one big rounded plate of  rice having the main course as meat/chicken or fish on top of rice and start eating and do chatting meanwhile asking about each others and getting the update of daily life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I moved to the university,  I started taking lunch in the university restaurants, where they were providing each of us an independent plate, and later we gather with friends only at table, so there where no share on the same plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my first thought about this , and believe me  I dunno why I thought about it,   previously I was thinking that the big plate of rice at home  is closer to communism system where is more sharing at the that particular plate and the independency was more in the university smaller plates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell when I re-think about it again and again, I discover  in my mind  that the big plate of rice  is  more closer to the capitalism,  why:&lt;br /&gt;Because when I see how some of my brothers is eating  &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Masha&lt;/span&gt; allah   doesnt  seem the they getting the same reward, I mean in a bigger plate u can eat as much as possible if u have the capability and  u have the spare tank in your stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one example of me looking to things from different angles as Im growing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why I thought about the plate of rice in particular.maan its Ramadaan. W ramadhankum kareem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-112896893515499248?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/112896893515499248/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=112896893515499248&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112896893515499248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112896893515499248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/10/when-plate-of-rice-combines-capitalism.html' title='When the plate of rice combines the capitalism and the communism'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-112844497903284252</id><published>2005-10-04T20:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:26:47.686+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Ramadhan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/00094827.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/photo23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" height="142" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/320/photo23.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hen I was about 10-15 ys, and I remember Ramadhan , then really I got to feel how I was well connected to it .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During that time, I used to go with ma little brothers and sisters to collect fallen dates from a jungle of palm trees, if I recall that it was in summer. It was Ramadhan and summer, it was in mid June where the heat at its maximum. I still can remember how much we were competing each other to collect these dates in big plastic pockets or some thick paper cartoons and carried on our heads for 3 kms back to home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I say it was jungle of palm tree, I mean it , cus u can expect anything from snakes, scorpions and attacking dogs, and something we called  bu rawal that sloth which if it catch u , u could say bye to ur life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was exciting for us to be together, and in trying to make the time pass and trying to make the place and the scene looked as not terrifying as it was, we been singing all time, I remember taking piece of the plam tree branch and simulate it as an Oud or guitar and start playing some rhythm and others boys and girls sang behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we back home with dates, we combined all amount and placed it on the roof of the house in order to get the sun drying it and after awhile we had to packed in bags of rices making what called grabs. The fallen dates used later for animals food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back home at that time, we came as much hungry, tired and full of mud and dirt. On top of that we have to fast !! oh my God. I remember we have to take showers and then we take our bed sheets and put them in water to make them cold and wet, and have little sleep prior iftaar  the fast break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tough days but when I re-think about them , I know that I have learned a lot from that experience , I learn patience, working in tough environment, team work, planning , and I learned how beautiful the reward when u get it after tough effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much reward had been given, it was 0.5 rial on the first day of Eid !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramadhan kareem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-112844497903284252?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/112844497903284252/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=112844497903284252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112844497903284252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112844497903284252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-ramadhan.html' title='Its Ramadhan..'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-112464787899972865</id><published>2005-08-21T22:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T22:11:19.006+04:00</updated><title type='text'>OmanTel stocks prices and 7asad</title><content type='html'>Oha. , Its the street talk in Oman ..wherever  u go : Omantel stock price increase .. decrease&lt;br /&gt;Up to my weak knowledge on this:  stocks price it all market supply and demand dependent and the company profit/stability/reputationall these push the price to go up and down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks back, prior any news about the stocks, most of  ppl u meet on daily basis are not happy about Omantel services and  during any talk they  will start complaining directly about anything done by Omantel ( bills /network/service) this tone somehow has changed 180 degrees since the issue of the stocks  and replaced with another opposite tone of   how good is Omantel performance and the way they managing the services and satisfying the customers !.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what this has to with 7asad&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know some ppl like 3antoor who went and studied abroad, but still with a strong eye and 7asad ability who could stopped a plane from to start  and  get public bus to get crushed  just because he was  explaining of how strong was the plane and how much punctual was the bus .  3antoor when he back to Oman, was surprising with design and traditional way of Mawale7 roundabout.. just after one week the project of destroying that statue and constructing the bridge above!&lt;br /&gt;To be smart,  dont show ur child to 3antoor and even  mentioned about him..  some stories said that 3antoor was behind our lost in the GCC football cup against Qatarand some also said that he was in the amphitheatre when Talal Mada7 the Saudi singer get passed away while he playing with Ouud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 3antoor is seeking knowledge of the Omantel stocks ..and he started admiring  the price&lt;br /&gt;Now  imagine what could be the future of the pricehuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suu7an allahI believe the in destiny and I fully aware the things are in God hands but can 3antoor has his unique effst.lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insha Allaah when new investors come in, ppl will get benefited out of this stocks.. my advise for them not to go greedy and wait a lotput ur sealing as realistic like a factor of 2.5 to 3  of what the have bought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, no one should seek to know who is 3antoor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-112464787899972865?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112464787899972865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112464787899972865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/08/omantel-stocks-prices-and-7asad.html' title='OmanTel stocks prices and 7asad'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15132315.post-112322662167398814</id><published>2005-08-06T10:22:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T22:35:40.896+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give it a Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/11225155295W245a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/400/11225155295W245a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/11225155295W245a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4284/1391/1600/11225155295W245a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I'm I into blogs ? no way.!!.. hehe I think its time to make some new stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't a well planned step for me.. i was just staying bored .. its my bad luck staying at work, when everyone else is not around ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said to ma self , this the time, go do something different . and making personnel blog is not a baad idea ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't sure what name to give..and  after 10 minutes of easy smooth discussion with ma brain, I ended up naming it as 'give it a smile'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile: is reflecting ma personality towards life. For me , when I see a smile appears on a child or and old ppl, I'm in full happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile to me is an innocent feedback and a reflection of peacefulness and soul relaxation from inside to outside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smile is playing a big role on our daily life, and it could bring the moode up at any event , any place and any time. And we really in need of it cus the life becoming a day after a day more full with routines and bad news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some ppl are making money out of bringing smiles to others, others do it free.. and of course I love the others. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Friday, a very nice and mubarak day to&lt;/span&gt; start.. so pray with me to continue..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15132315-112322662167398814?l=giveitasmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/feeds/112322662167398814/comments/default' title='تعليقات الرسالة'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15132315&amp;postID=112322662167398814&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 تعليقات'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112322662167398814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15132315/posts/default/112322662167398814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giveitasmile.blogspot.com/2005/08/give-it-smile.html' title='Give it a Smile'/><author><name>The brain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03509645341226745035</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
