Singing in The Rain

It hasn't rained for a while in Salalah. Our dry winters may have few days when it rains such as today. It has been cloudy for two days now and this morning it rained. Rain makes us happy because of the change. Since the end of our rainy season (21june-21sept) we had only sunny days.

Work Rumble

-I've always thought that Muscat winters are much better than Salalah's winters. Apparently this is true because I've been feeling sick since we started having the windy dusty weather. At times the weather is nice but not always.

-Work has increased significantly to the point that I want to go on leave, or quit and live on a secluded Island. No wonder the Caribbean is popular with the Americans.

-Today is the second night in the Al-Murooj Theater cultural nights. There will be a concert of a Band singing Fairouz's Song. So for those of you who love this arabic diva and are in Salalah should go to Al-Mourooj theater tonight the 13/01/2010. The show will commence at 8:30pm.

AC noise Addiction

Since last week I stopped using the AC in my room. Actually the temperature during night was fine without the AC but I kept using it because of the noises it made. Many people in Salalah and probably the rest of Oman  have an addiction of  the AC noises, that is they can't sleep well without hearing the sounds made by the AC especially the window AC. But it was for the chilly nights that we are having these days (since this is winter after all) that I decided to quit this addiction. It was simple to increase the temp or just adjust the settings to make it much warmer in the room and in the same time hear the beautiful sounds of a window AC however I thought that was a waste of electricity to just make it work  for the sake of its ugly addictive noise. So I had to be strong and decided that enough is enough, what if I moved to a place where there is no window AC, or that we decided to change the window ACs to split units that are famous for being so quite. Since then I have been thinking why do many of us get all sorts of addictions  like smoking, eating ..etc!

Why many sorts of behavioral addictions get unnoticed by the addicts!!

I try to be healthy and avoid most of the common sources of addiction like smoking.

Anyways I thank Panadol for its variety of medicine such as Panadol night ;) ..

Dhofari Women and shopping

I know most women around the globe are into shopping but in Salalah I feel some things are abit hard to understand :

• Since I was very young, I noticed the insatiable love that the female relatives around me had towards all sort of fabrics especially cotton in ordor to go to the tailor and make themselves new Thoubs, which is the traditional Dhofari dress of females. The women in Salalah just don't seem to have enough of Thoubs. Trying to pass by  the cluster of fabric stores in A'sslam Street at night means getting  yourself stuck in a trafic jam.
• Sale at Centerpoint means that the department store will be 95% women even in the mens sections. I even got a "what the heck is this guy doing here"   last week when I was searching for a sweater in the Men's section from a group of female shoppers who apperantly found men shirts interesting!!
• I like to have a meal from time to time in KFC and at times I find the family section empty while some girls and women prefer to sit in the public section leaving me in a dilemmah.
• Women in Salalah spend so much on beauty products, perfumes, incense, shoes, purses..etc
• The worset gift a guy from Salalah to give any of his female relative is anything related to fasion even if that product is very new because it may be not following the current trend in Salalah so it will never be used or even worse, to be given secretly to the house maid!!
  

Je suis malade

For some reason one of my friends downloaded Dalida's songs and for some mysterious reason he infected another friend and I with a virus ( Obsession with Dalida virus) so suddenly we started listening to many Dalida songs, reading her biography, searching for her pics and movies ..etc

"Je suis malade" is a song that belongs to  Serge Lama but Dalida perfomed when she was alive and is very beautiful song.
The lyrics in french and then translated into Arabic:

"je suis malade"

Je ne rêve plus
Je ne fume plus
Je n'ai même plus d'histoire
Je suis seul sans toi
Je suis laid sans toi
Je suis comme un orphelin
Dans un dortoir.
Je n'ai plus envie
De vivre ma vie
Ma vie cesse quand tu pars
Je n'ai plus de vie
Et même mon lit
Se transforme en quai de gare
Quand tu t'en vas.

Je suis malade, complètement malade
Comme quand ma mère sortait le soir
Et qu'elle me laissait seul avec mon désespoir
Je suis malade, parfaitement malade
T'arrives, on ne sait jamais quand
Tu r'pars, on ne sait jamais où
Et ça va faire bientôt deux ans que tu t'en fous.

Comme à un rocher
Comme à un péché
Je suis accroché à toi
Je suis fatigué
Je suis épuisé
De faire semblant d'être heureux
Quand ils sont là.
Je bois toutes les nuits
Mais tous les whiskys
Pour moi ont le même goût
Et tous les bateaux
Portent ton drapeau
Je ne sais plus où aller
Tu es partout.

Je suis malade, complètement malade
Je verse mon sang dans ton corps
Et je suis comme un oiseau mort quand toi tu dors
Je suis malade, parfaitement malade
Tu m'as privé de tous mes chants
Tu m'as vidé de tous mes mots
Pourtant moi, j'avais du talent avant ta peau.

Cet amour me tue
Si ça continue
Je crèverai seul avec moi
Près de ma radio
Comme un gosse idiot
Ecoutant ma propre voix
Qui chantera

Je suis malade, complètement malade
Comme quand ma mère sortait le soir
Et qu'elle me laissait seul avec mon désespoir
Je suis malade, c'est ça, je suis malade
Tu m'as privé de tous mes chants
Tu m'as vidé de tous mes mots
Et j'ai le coeur complètement malade
Cerné de barricades
T'entends
Je suis malade

هشام بن الشاوي

مشاهدة ملفه الشخصي

إرسال رسالة خاصة إلى هشام بن الشاوي

البحث عن المشاركات التي كتبها هشام بن الشاوي

"أنــــــــا مــــريـــــض"

لـــــم أعـــــد أحـــلـــم
لـــــم أعـــــد أدخــــــن
لـم أعـد أمـلـك حـتـى الحكـايـات
أنــــا وحــيـــد بــدونـــك
أنـــــا بــشـــع بــدونـــك
أشـبــه يتـيـمـا بعـنـبـر نـــوم
لـــم تـعــد لــــي رغــبــة
فــــي أن أعــيــش حـيـاتــي
تنتـهـي حيـاتـي عنـدمـا ترحلـيـن
لـــم تــعــد لــــي حــيــاة
وحـــتــــى فــــراشــــي
يتـحـول إلــى رصـيـف مـحـطـة
عــنــدمـــا تــرحــلــيــن
***
أنــا مـريـض، مـريـض بالكـامـل
مثلمـا كانـت أمــي تـخـرج مـسـاء
وتتركـنـي وحــدي مــع يـأســي
أنــا مريـضـن مـريـض تـمـامـا
تـأتـيــن، لاأعــــرف مــتــى
ترحـلـيـن، لا أعــــرف أيــــن
وسينتـهـي العـامـان دون أن تهتـمـي
***
مــثــل تـشـبـثـي بـصـخــرة
مــثــل تـشـبـثـي بخـطـيـئـة
أتــشـــبـــث بـــــــــك
أنــــــــا مـــتـــعـــب
أنــــــــا مــــرهـــــق
لـتـصـنــعــي الــســعـــادة
عــنــدمـــا يــتــواجـــدون
أســكـــر كـــــل لـيــلــة
لــكــن الـخـمــور كـلــهــا
لـهـا نـفــس الـطـعـم عـنــدي
وكــــــــل الــســـفـــن
تــحـــمـــل رايــــتــــك
لــم أعــد أعــرف أيــن أتـجـه
فـأنــت فـــي كـــل مــكــان
***
أنــا مـريـض، مـريـض بالكـامـل
أسـكـب دمـــي فـــي جـســدك
وأنا كطيـر ميـت عندمـا تناميـن أنـت
أنــا مـريـض، مـريـض تـمـامـا
حرمتـنـي مــن كـــل شـــدوي
أفرغتـنـي مــن كـــل كلـمـاتـي
رغم أني امتلكت الموهبة قبل امتلاك جسدك
***
سيهـلـكـنـي هــــذا الــحــب
اذا مــــا اسـتـمــر الــحــال
سأهـلـك وحــدي مـــع ذاتـــي
قـــــــرب مــذيـــاعـــي
كــطـــفـــل ســــــــاذج
أنـــصــــت لــصــوتـــي
مــــــنــــــشـــــــدا:
***
أنــا مـريـض، مـريـض بالكـامـل
مثلمـا كانـت أمــي تـخـرج مـسـاء
وتتركـنـي وحــدي مــع يـأســي
أنــا مـريـض، أجـــل مـريــض
أفرغتـنـي مــن كـــل كلـمـاتـي
والـقـلـب مـريــض بـالـكـامـل
مــحــاصــر بـالــحــواجــز
أتـــســـمـــعـــيــــن...؟
أنــــــــا مــــريـــــض

Flamenco at Al Morooj Theater in Salalah

Yesterday night , I was at Al Morooj theater in Salalah. It was my first time in there for watching and listening to the Flamenco dances and music.  The event was orgnised by the ministry of tourism and is the first of a series of monthly cultural-music nights runing from this month untill March. I have to say that I enjoyed it Flamenco night and so did my my friend.Moreover, I'm quite thrilled that we are starting to see more cultural events in Salalah in times other than Khareef.   

It has been a long time

Eid Mubarak and happy new year (Lunar+Solar). I stopped blogging for a while because of the coninuous ADSL /phone line issue then for being abroad. I thank all of my fellow bloggers for the good feelings and I'm sorry that I kept you waiting.