Shortest Fairy Tale!

Here's the shortest fairy tale in the world!

"Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl: 'Will you marry me?'
She said: 'No'..and the girl lived happily ever after...."

No comment! No offence intended to anybody either! Read more»»

Happy Easter!

Two things come to my silly mind around Easter: Easter Eggs and holidays!

At home, every Eid, we would wake up in the morning and paint our eggs! I don't know where Mummy learnt to fuse the Easter tradition with the Eid celebrations and I never asked! It was fun - real fun - at a time when we didn't know the difference between Muslim and Christian and Shia and Sunni, Arab and Western, Halal and Haram, Black and White, Man and Woman, etc.

Here's a little information to help you celebrate Easter with Easter eggs!

Eggs: Of all the symbols associated with Easter the egg, the symbol of fertility and new life, is the most identifiable. The customs and traditions of using eggs have been associated with Easter for centuries.

Originally Easter eggs were painted with bright colors to represent the sunlight of spring and were used in Easter-egg rolling contests or given as gifts. After they were coloured and etched with various designs the eggs were exchanged by lovers and romantic admirers, much the same as valentines. In medieval time, eggs were traditionally given at Easter to the servants. In Germany eggs were given to children along with other Easter gifts.

Different cultures have developed their own ways of decorating Easter eggs. Crimson eggs, to honour the blood of Christ, are exchanged in Greece. In parts of Germany and Austria green eggs are used on Maundy Thursday (Holy Thursday). Slavic peoples decorate their eggs in special patterns of gold and silver.

Austrian artists design patterns by fastening ferns and tiny plants around the eggs, which are then boiled. The plants are then removed revealing a striking white pattern. The Poles and Ukrainians decorate eggs with simple designs and colours. A number of eggs are made in the distinctive manner called pysanki (to design, to write).

Pysanki eggs are a masterpiece of skill and workmanship. Melted beeswax is applied to the fresh white egg. It is then dipped in successive baths of dye. After each dip wax is painted over the area where the preceding color is to remain. Eventually a complex pattern of lines and colors emerges into a work of art.

In Germany and other countries, eggs used for cooking were not broken, but the contents were removed by piercing the end of each egg with a needle and blowing the contents into a bowl. The hollow eggs were dyed and hung from shrubs and trees during the Easter Week. The Armenians would decorate hollow eggs with pictures of Christ, the Virgin Mary, and other religious designs.

Easter Egg Games: Eggs play an important part in Easter sports. The Romans celebrated the Easter season by running races on an oval track and giving eggs as prizes. Two traditional Easter egg games are the Easter Egg Hunt and the Easter Egg Roll.
On Easter morning the children of the house join in a search to locate the eggs that the Easter Bunny had hidden while they where asleep. The search might continue though out the house with the older children helping the youngest. Sometimes prizes of candy are awaiting the child who finds the most eggs.
Easter egg hunts can are also part of a community's celebration of holiday. The eggs are hidden in public places and the children of the community are invited to find the eggs.
The rules of an Easter Egg Roll are to see who can roll an egg the greatest distance or can make the roll without breaking it, usually down a grassy hillside or slope.
Maybe the most famous egg rolling takes place on the White House Lawn. Hundreds of children come with baskets filled with brightly decorated eggs and roll them down the famous lawn, hoping the President of the United States is watching the fun.

Oh Yeah! There has to be a sting at the end!

Compare and Contrast!

Everyone is on the street...the people are rising!

A rally in Beirut:

A rally in Bahrain:

Wonder if the government would have given the Bahrain rally the go-ahead had women bared all for a national cause??

DISCLAIMER:

Again this is just a silly observation and no offence is intended. I myself was covered up yesterday - not for the rally - but because I had to go to pay my condolences to someone .. so I really have no reservations whatsoever about covering up... my only concern was covering up the mannequins and I think I was more than vocal about that!

Every event and every place has its own code of dress - which I totally respect.

Happy Bangladesh National Day!

In keeping with traditions, I would like to take this opportunity today to congratulate the people of Bangladesh on the occasion of the 34th Bangladesh National and Independence Day!

Congrats once again and many happy returns!

Coming next on SBG.... Read more»»

There are NO impotent Arab men

Many moons ago, Saudi Arabia banned a Bahrain hospital from advertising in the Holy Land for a treatment of select health problems...ehem...on the grounds that "THERE ARE NO IMPOTENT MEN IN SAUDI."

This came to mind when I saw this article today.. I couldn't stop myself from wondering: Why? Why the interest? Why the extreme interest? Why would Bahrain send the biggest delegation of doctors ever to such an event? Oh Boy! There sure is a problem no one is admitting. Come on... tell me..What is possibly wrong?

"Bahrain Sends Medical Delegation to
20th Congress of the European Association of Urology

Patients in Bahrain suffering from a range of urological diseases and conditions, including erectile dysfunction (ED), will soon benefit from medical discoveries and new treatment therapies being discussed and debated at a major international conference, according to industry specialists.

More than 60 medical doctors from Bahrain, the highest number of any Arab nation, have just returned the prestigious 20th Congress of the European Association of Urology which took place from 16 to 19 March 2005 in Istanbul, Turkey.

During the congress, urologists, urological residents, urological scientists, and other professionals reviewed urological research as well as clinical progress and practice.

"An enormous international exchange of high quality, scientific information was made available to us through high-level meeting sessions, state-of-the-art lectures, educational courses, and focused satellite symposia," said Dr. Hamza Al Sisi.

"Of particular interest for Bahrain's doctors was a course entitled: Medical and Surgical Management of Erectile Dysfunction because we physicians in Bahrain want to learn more about the proper prescription of sildenafil, vardenafil, and tadalafil, three oral ED medications which are commonly taken in Bahrain," added Dr.Al Sissi.

Sildenafil, which Pfizer trades in the Middle East under the brand name Viagra, for example, has recently been scientifically proven to produce longer-lasting, harder erections with no side-effects, and is believed to be the number one choice among Bahraini physicians prescribing ED medication to patients.

Bla bla bla ..."

It was too tempting to just chuck away.. It had to be blogged as evidence for their decreasing manhood!

Happy Pakistan National Day!

The theme days continue at the Silly Blog!

It's Pakistan's National Day today!

Congrats to all the Pakistanis on this great auspicious occasion. Many happy returns!

Coming next on SillyBahrainiGirl....

Hoax? Oh...Really?

This morning I was woken up at 7am. That's dawn for me if you know what I am talking about.

The phone kept ringing and ringing and ringing till about 11am. There were worried people..worried relatives...worried friends...worried ... What have I got to do with it? Call the police, Silly Me told them. Call the Education Minister. Call the Interior Minister. Why bother me?

To cut the story short- Bahrain Bayan's School principal got an e-mail which said that two bombs would go off later in the morning. They emptied the school, sent the teachers and students home (that would have been my day had I still been in school!!) and called in our ever ready police force, bomb squad, sniffer dogs... the works.

It looked like a scene from Beirut.

I know I have to be more mature in relating this story...and I should. Doha is too close...and the memory of the terrifying bomb all too real.

What happened there is no joke. Someone has actually lost his life and others will live with the terror they witnessed that day forever. It tells us all that terrorism, though ugly, is inevitable at this day and age - thanks to the policies followed by our long-sighted governments (Silly Me has to blame someone for everything!!).

The silly prankster who sent the e-mail and shivers down the spines of parents and teachers and all the responsible citizens of Bahrain should be punished and named and shamed...unless of course he is from the level of people which are a cut above the rest.

If that is the case, then I would like to take this opportunity to apologise profusely for not enjoying his joke and for suggesting something as ludicrous as punishing him/her.

Silly me! What's wrong with playing in a playground - even one the size of Bahrain?

Sounds too familiar!

Guess what appears on my screen everytime I try and access a site - and I am not talking about porno here:

Access Denied (policy_denied)
Your system policy has denied access to the requested URL.
For assistance, contact your network support team.

Why don't we just stop this fucking farce?

www my foot! It could be www everywhere else but not here! Here we have a set team of people whose only job is to ensure that they snoop and breathe over your shoulders. The losers tell you what to read and what not to...

Dear losers,

Please go and get a life. Get laid. Get out of our hair once and for all. You retards, leave us alone. You will not block everything. You will not block the sun. You will not block light. Everyone will see the truth one day and you will be kicked in the butt.

Regards,

SillyBahrainiGirl

Celebrate World Water Day!

Hurry! It's World Water Day today.

It comes right after Mother's Day!

Just to let you know that both my mother and my mother-in-law liked the stuff I got them to celebrate the occasion!

To celebrate Water Day, I will get myself a plant and water it to death! Can't get more creative I am afraid!

And before I sign off, I know that Water Day is meant to increase awareness about conservation and all that. I was just being SILLY in suggesting that it be used to water plants - which may sometimes not need water.

Sorry Mum...

Tomorrow is Mother's Day..at least in Bahrain. You know how behind we are in this part of the world.

March 21 has always been a special day for mum and the whole family. We would all give her gifts and flowers and heart-shaped cards. She would sit with her brood and cherish the little gifts and cards and show them to everybody long after March, April, May, June and July were over. In August, we will celebrate her birthday... and repeat the exercise again.

Those were the days where every question was not answered with a sneer and glaring teeth. When we couldn't go anywhere if she did not take us. When we didn't wear anything she didn't buy us.

There were never exchanges like:

Me: "Bye.. I am going out."

Mum: "Where are you going?"

Me : "Where would I go.. Do you have a map showing the way to hell?"

Mum: "When are you coming back?"

Me : "How do I know if I will ever be back? Do I control destiny? What if a goon intercepts me."

Mum: "Be careful with the driving with all those morons out there."

Me: "Mum...don't you dare critise the morons out there because you never know who they are. Besides, you could be arrested for slander. No one will stage rallies for you... no one will hold placards...And the morons from across the causeway...how would the loose fugly girls make ends meet if it wasn't for them? How will they carry their Gucci bags and show off their Prada shoes?"

Mum: "Fine... but don't be late... take care...call me if you need anything...call me if you don't need anything..."

Me: bla bla bla

Mum: "Oh! No! You are not leaving the house in that dress..."

Me: "It is a free country...where you can wear what you want but you cannot speak your mind. So let me be... let me do what I want and wear what I want and do what I want to do...because very soon, we will not be able to do what we do and enjoy things the way we did... We will become older and wiser...more cynical and hurt by the harsh reality of living in a very corrupt hypocritical society...."

My poor mum... all the times she has had to put up with my rantings and ravings...and for what?

This year I owe my mother a big apology... for all the nasty things I have been hissing to her over the years. I know she did not intend for me to be born under such circumstances. I know it isn't her fault that we live in a pseudo-democracy. I know that she has nothing to do with the discrimination and double-standards... I really know that she wanted the best for me and my siblings... and I know she cannot do anything about it... and nor can I or anyone else.

Just as she had to put up with me because I am her daughter... I have to grow up and put up with this magical kingdom because it is my Motherland.

Cry my beloved country...Enough said... better go out and get her something really expensive and extravagant to tell her thank you and sorry...Before you say anything, I know that such bribes are not enough!

Thank God for the Cages

And the Fuglies shall rule the world
And you will never know the truth
And all will be lost

And you will end up talking to a shrink
Or yourself
Or ranting to a PC

Or terrorising the turtles
Or the fish in the acquarium
Or Iguana

Or remembering dead Diva
Or Bella who left the house never to return
Which has been replaced with Tabby
The King of the Persians
Which has ruined the Dilmun Cat's race

You see cats with bushy tails in the neighbourhood now
You know who to blame

And the birds in the cages
And the women in the cages
While the Fuglies are allowed to roam the streets

And the fish in the cages
And Iguana in a cage
And the turtles in the cages
And my hamsters (they multiply) in their cage

This reminds me..
I need to buy the hamsters a bigger cage
I need to move them to a bigger place
But it will be a cage nevertheless

You can't let hamsters, turtles, birds, parrots, cats, Iguana, ants and Fugly women loose in one place.

That's chaos and goes against the constitution. Besides blogging is an offence punishable by a law, which is not applied evenly.

Thank God for the cages

Imagine a world with no cages. No segregation. No control? Read more»»

Cheer Up!

Here's something which cheers me up.

I have always been fascinated with the animal kingdom. I love animals - the fury ones and even the slimy ones - and so does everyone in my family...except for you know who. He can't stand them. But he promised me that one day I will be able to have pets at home..if only... you know..

But why bother...conditional things never work out because they are not from the heart. You don't do them or allow them because you want to but because you have to.

Does Silly Me make sense? No? Ok. Whatever...

Anyway.. here's something cute...I have a collection of those at home.. I mean at my parent's home..where anyone from the animal kingdom is welcome with open arms.

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Stop the Self Pity!

My friend Sans' message to me is loud and clear. He has told me bluntly: "Stop the self pity."

Self pity?

No.. I am not that selfish and have never been. I don't engage in self pity. Infact, it is the other way round. I pity this shitty world where everything is topsy turvy. I feel sorry for those zombies out there and the fugly cows in heat. The impotent men and the caged women. I pity humanity and the way things are. I pity us... not specifically me... just everyone of us.

It is a sad sad world. And it's raining outside. And I am all alone ranting to a PC.

Feeling Down? Join the Club!

I don't really know what it is.. I can't put my finger on it.. and I don't know if I really want to.

But I have just been so knackered and feeling down lately. It is not pressure at work because I am used to that. It is not stress at home because home will not be the same without the comedians I share a roof with putting on a full show.

I mean, there isn't anything new or different in my life.. It is the same. Every day and every week repeats the other.

Last night, I asked my sister to get ready to go to a mutual friend's birthday. At 10pm, she started getting restless and asked me if I ever intended to get ready to go.

To be frank, I didn't feel like going out..and what is scary is that I am never the person to do that. There was a period of time when I had to work for five weeks running without a single day off - and I managed to dress up and go out and party every single night.

I don't know what has dampened my spirit. I don't know why I feel so low. Don't tell me it is growing up... because I will never grow up. I don't want to and I won't.

The War of the Goons

Apparently, the demonstrations will continue.
The confrontations will escalate.
And before long there will be another Shakhouri to mourn.

Here's how police respond to people wearing T-shirts and holding papers in their hands:

Freedom...with a steep price tag!

So... the Internet trio have been released...with conditions, I suppose. Can someone explain this to me please?

I haven't checked any of the other blogs for an update and you don't get much from reading the papers...so I really don't know what else is going on in Bahrain.

All I know is that there is a mammoth movement to sabotage everything and anything any decent Bahraini aspires to achieve in this magical kingdom.

But then that's me and my consipiracy theories...which have been growing in my silly head by the day.

On Feb 24, the Crown Prince announces a new economic reforms initiative to propel the standard of living of all Bahrainis to new heights. On Feb 26 and 27, three webpage administrators get arrested - thereby alienating the majority of Bahrainis who are all supposed to be partners in this reform initiative.

On the one hand, the government is showing some resolve to improve the standards of living here by "giving" the people a better life : economic, political and labour reforms.

The next day, the government uses terror tactics by taking Ali Abdulemam's sister as hostage until her brother surrenders and then rounds off another two accomplices on charges which can carry up to a life sentence is a country where the word NO is taboo.

What message is the government sending out to the people: We will improve your standard of living but we will look over your shoulders? We are trying to attract more foreign investment but if you dare express any ideas or opinions we oppose, you will land in a cockroach-infested cell and be treated like dirt by third-rate mercenaries?

What do we tell the young and the old.. those who flocked in masses to sign the National Action Charter on Valentine's Day many many moons ago: Thou shall have prosperity and freedom but thou shall not speak, thou shall not think, thou shall not hold your head up high because your freedom is relative?

I am a very confused silly girl this morning. Why did I even bother getting out of bed?

Fugly Husband Snatchers

This is a brain-storming session.

I am outlining ideas for a future article I intend to write and I want to share them with you: I am sure you have all come across husband snatchers before. This is a topic I would like to focus on in depth and perhaps even write a book about.

It seems to be a common phenomena and many times you hear heart-breaking stories told by women complaining that their ever-faithful hubbies have been snatched - sometimes by their very best friends.

You see, men are such rare commodities today that there are actually women out there with an itch, who only go for those who are "taken."

Now I am not worried about this at all because the last one who tried to make a pass at my husband - my rightful and legal property - was what I would call FUGLY (PS: this coined word stands for Fucking Ugly).

The sick woman stalks him; she follows him around like a puppy and even camps outside our front door during holidays. Like, excuse me. We aren't royalty or anything. No thanks. We really have no need for a security guard... and not a FUGLY one please.

She is no threat to me because my man would never go for a FUGLY woman with no class; a woman who lets her own kind everyday by being rejected by a married man, who is so committed to his wife and home.

I truly feel sorry for the rejected FUGLY cow. But what I can't understand and come to terms with is: why do FUGLY women allow themselves to be humiliated so much?

I am sure that looks are not everything... it is just that the FUGLY creepy crawly could go and snatch someone else.. from Planet Ape or somewhere further away...who may stoop so low and make a decent woman out of her.

To cut the long story short, I would like you to share your horror stories about husband snatchers here to help me with my book.

Thanks for your support.

Because I am NOT a man...

I was doing the "normal" spring cleaning today, trying to empty my inboxes on my different e-mail accounts when I came across this.

In keeping with the International Women's Day spirit, I couldn't bring myself to delete it so I will share it with you:

Because I'm A Man

Because I'm a man, when I lock my keys in the car I will fiddle with a wire long after hypothermia, or heat stroke, has set in. AAA is not an option. I will win.

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Because I'm a man, when the car isn't running very well, I will pop the hood and stare at the engine as if I know what I'm looking at. If another man shows up, one of us will say to the other, "I used to be able to fix these things, but now with all these computers and everything, I wouldn't, know where to start." We will then drink beer and break wind as a form of holy communion.

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Because I'm a man, when I catch a cold, I need someone to bring me soup and take care of me while I lie in bed and moan. You're a woman. You never get as sick as I do, so for you this isn't a problem.

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Because I'm a man, I can be relied upon to purchase basic groceries at the store, like milk or bread. I cannot be expected to find exotic items like "cumin" or "tofu." For all I know, these are the same thing. And never, under any circumstances, expect me to pick up anything for which "feminine hygiene product" is a euphemism. (F.Y.I. guys... cumin is a spice and not a bodily function)

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Because I'm a man, when one of our appliances stops working, I will insist on taking it apart, despite evidence that this will just cost me twice as much, once the repair person gets here and has to put it back together.

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Because I'm a man, I must hold the television remote control in my hand while I watch TV. If the thing has been misplaced, I may miss a whole show looking for it (though one time I was able to survive by holding a calculator).....applies to engineers mainly.

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Because I'm a man, there is no need to ask me what I'm thinking about. The answer is always either sex, cars or football I have to make up something else when you ask, so don't ask. _______________________________________________________

Because I'm a man, I do not want to visit your mother, or have your mother come visit us, or talk to her when she calls, or think about her any more than I have to. Whatever you got her for Mother's Day is okay; I don't need to see it. And don't forget to pick up something for my mother too.

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Because I'm a man, you don't have to ask me if I liked the movie. Chances are, if you're crying at the end of it, I didn't....and if you are feeling amorous afterwards...then I will certainly at least remember the name and recommend it to others.

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Because I'm a man, I think what you're wearing is fine. I thought what you were wearing five minutes ago was fine, too. Either pair of shoes is fine. With the belt or without it, looks fine. Your hair is fine. You look fine. Can we just go now?

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Because I'm a man, and this is, after all, the year 2005, I will share equally in the housework. You just do the laundry, the cooking, the cleaning, the vacuuming, and the dishes, and I'll do the rest..... like looking for my socks, or like wandering around in the garden with a beer wondering what to do.

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This has been a public service message for Women to better understand the Male.

Two New Additions

Silly Bahraini Girl has two new additions for today:

1. Join the Blue Ribbon Campaign:

Join the Blue Ribbon Online Free Speech Campaign!

2. There's another blogger around the corner. Visit Eunice and see what mischief she is up to on:
http://flippingthecoin.blogspirit.com

Have a good day ;)

International Women's Day

It's March 8 today!

Has anyone heard of the International Women's Day? Well, it falls today.

Congrats to all the women out there: you have only one day the world celebrates only you.

To all the men out there: Shame on You Big Time! Booooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Ahmed, Ali and Cockroaches

I can't help but feel a little bit hurt.

Ahmed (for more details log on to www.freeahmed.blogspot.com) has been held in custody since May 2004 and no one lifted his little finger to question the authorities as to why he is being held without access to a fair and just trial for so long.

No one sat back and wondered: Oh the poor silly boy...with cockroaches and lizards and third-grade mercenaries humiliating and harrassing him for the past 10 months...for smoking hash..a crime with carries a maximum six month suspended sentence for a first time offence or freedom for someone from the right ethnic and social background.

Ali...I realise now this is a different case...has been in his cell for a few days... and he knew what he was doing and he knew that this is a system which doesn't allow any voices of dissent..and yet he chose to speak his mind and write his thoughts and embrace and host a podium of free speech. He knew fully well that freedom has a price. That people pay their blood for it. That it isn't an easy struggle. That cockroaches don't hurt. That creepy crawlies who count themselves as humans are the ones who break the spirit and make one think: It is really worth it to live with dignity when you know that your humanity may be stripped without notice?

To all who are worried about Ali and cockroaches...I am sure there is a lot to learn from the cockroaches...Apparently, they are the only creatures thought to be able to survive extreme conditions. No wonder they are present in abundance in prisons here.

Why Think ?

This stalemate should end.

We can't continue wasting our precious lives with silly questions like:

Why?
Is this right or wrong?
Why is it all happening now?
Does this serve a national purpose?
Who is it who wants to derail the reform process?
Why do we want to alienate the people of Bahrain?
Who benefits the most from creating unrest at such a time: a few days after the annoucement of the economic reforms initiative and a month before the F1?
Is Mossad behind this?
Could it be the CIA?
Is this all really worth it?

You know what: spare us and spare yourselves and your families the agony.

Here's some entertainment to waste your time and energy on. Try to help this poor sod get home safely..

http://www.wagenschenke.ch/

You really don't want to see him get into trouble with the law? Or do you?