My Daughter…My Happiness
Last weekend, for the first time, I spent a whole day in bahrain. Granted it was purely recreational I spent a good amount of time speculating.
NOTE: If you thought “شارع المعارض” when you reached the phrase “purely recreational” , I advise you to stop reading now!
—SCENE —-
Omar: Hi
Random South Asian Worker: Hi *he smiled*
Omar: how much for the redbull?
RSAW: 1 dinar
Omar: WOW ! And Snickers?
RSAW: *still smiling* 500
Omar: okokok only redbull only redbull *over acting for entertainment purpose*
RSAW: *now laughing* ok ok
As he grabs a can, I notice a young girl.
Omar: Well, hi there!! Who are you ?!!
RSAW: *smiling proudly* This is my daughter she is studying for exams.
—END SCENE—
My day in Bahrain ended very late at night.
As we drove back to the blessed land, I pondered…
Everyday I read/ will read the local blessed newspapers: suicide, rape, underground whore houses…etc
Is anyone thinking what I’m thinking?
I’m not in the same page with you.. BUT
maybe you should stop being a wiseman and continue being a comedian 🙂
I kinda missed the point of that entry.. ^_^;; was there a point in the first place??
I don’t know if I get you , but I have more faith every day … That my kid will have better world when I meet young people how trying them best to creat better future , any way inshallah your daughter gone have nice live … Stop worry