Archive for December, 2008

The Eyebrow Adventure

This is so interesting to say that I have decided to dedicate a post only for my eyebrow adventure.

Last Saturday, my sister and a friend decided to go and get our eyebrows done. My friend was going to London for Xmas so she wanted a change, I guess. Anyhoos, we jumped in the car and off we went. We were passing through ISAF headquarters (the American military base) when we noticed the snow capped mountains. My friend gushed at how pretty it looks and wished she had a camera. So I offered her mine to take photos with. At first, she hesitated because photos were prohibited in the area. But we took a few anyways. A few metres down, the guards stopped our car. Uh-oh…

One of the guards stuck his head in to our window, he asked for our camera and told us that we’ve been ‘filming’, I explained to him we were taking photos. Not sure whether being Afghan or being Australian will help us in this situation. I decided to speak Dari with the guards. I told him we were taking photos of the mountains. That wasn’t good enough. The other guards stood around the camera trying to get it to turn on. They told us to wait and that the khareijee (internationals) were going to come to see us. They were referring to the American soldiers. Boy was I relieved! I’d rather deal with soldiers than the Afghan guards. And so we waited… my friend was scared. My sis and I were alright, we all had a nervous laugh about it, not sure what exactly to expect. My friend told me that one person had been caught and was interrogated for four hours.

I heard the Afghan guards saying to let us go because we were Afghan. But nope, they didn’t! They told the driver to pull in to the compound and wait there. We were asked to get out of the car while they did a quick search. I guess they were looking for bombs! God, what would we (three girls) be capable of doing?!? So we continued to wait.

And it was then,  for the first time in Kabul that year, it snowed! Lightly, but it did. What timing! Stopped almost immediately.

And finally, one of the Americans arrived.Fully uniformed and armed, he stood a few metres away, took the camera and went through the photos. He took a quick glance at us and continued to go through the photos. The Afghan guard began asking us where we worked etc, I ignored him. They are such suck ups, besides, it’s none of their business. It’s not in THEIR jurisdiction to question us! I told them in Dari that I’d rather speak with their ‘boss’. I wasn’t in the mood for their showing off. I asked the soldier if I could speak to him directly. And he was nice! I explained to him what was being done and what the photos were of. He knew better, that we weren’t upto any trouble.But he still had to do what he had to do, he told us that the search team will come shortly to search the car.

And so, three girls with bushy eyebrows… in trouble.

A few minutes later, a female soldier and another male soldier carrying boxes, rocked up. They did a search, took our names down (there goes trouble!). The female soldier had a bit of a flu, I could tell she wasn’t into this. So, we finished up and they let us go. God, do we look ANYTHING like terrorists? (APART from our bushy eyebrows, maybe!)

They told us not to do it again, ‘NEVER again’, I told them. Godddddddddddd….. We got in the car and drove away, I waved good bye. And off we went to get our eyebrows done.

My friend told me she wanted to tell them to make it more obvious that they don’t allow pics. But thankfully, she didn’t because there are signs like every 2 metres away in the area and we would have just been yelled at.

Toldja it was interesting, didn’t i? Well for me it was!

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The Shoe Intifada

And so, the shoe thrower of Baghdad has conquered headlines. Men are
offering their daughters and camels. Size 10 shoe, Turkish cobbler
recieves fame. Aaah…

I have been EXTREMELY lazy with my blog
in the past few weeks. I don’t even remember what my last post was
about. Life and it’s crazy adventures! Well actually, it’s not so much
life that has been keeping me busy, it’s FACEBOOK! I avoided it for so
very long and now it has sucked me in BIG TIME! I spend my days playing
Super Mario, looking for jobs and waiting for my hubby to return home.

My family has left for Islamabad. A safer haven, me thinks.

Not long to go before my trip to Australia. Only a few days! Hubby and I are really looking forward to it. Excite!

Apart from that, been thinking a lot lately. Going through some trying times at the moment. Have a headache…

yeah, last week we had an Xmas party at “our” house (the company
house!!), around 200-300 people rocked up. Had a good time. The party
began at 8.00pm and some national Afghan guy got really drunk threw up
on the stairs at EIGHT THIRTY!!! Hmmm… I drank four cans of coke (no
alcohol, I don’t drink!) and it kept me up most of the night!!! Hubby
was so tired, he fell asleep almost as soon as he hit the bed. We had
two huge turkeys and two lambs and lots of other good food.

Since family has gone, sister S comes over on Saturdays and we spend
the day together doing stuff, watching movies, Friends and pigging out.

Oh, nearly forgot! Meeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry Christmassss everyone! There’s another Xmas party today. Wohoo… good food!

ba me kha mo kha…

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No longer lazing

So much has happened since I last blogged. My hubby came very close (10 metres away) to a suicide bomb attack, thankfully he was in an armoured vehicle which protected him and the driver to some extent.
My family has left Afghanistan for Isloo, that’s also a great relief. They are much safer there and life is much better than Kabul, education and health care system and the standard of living.
H’s project/contract has been extended! I am happy for him but also very scared, especially since what happened with H and the deteriorating security situation in the country. H is my happiness and nothing can ever return H if, God forbid, anything ever happens to him. We’re in Kabul for another few months and then we’re out. I hope nothing happens in the meantime. I’m also encouraging H to find jobs elsewhere in the region.
As for me, I will start applying for jobs now – in Kabul. The administration is so terrible in Kabul, it’s unbelievable! If you apply for jobs, don’t expect to hear from them until ever!!! That’s no joke!
Kabul is getting cold! Really, really cold. It’s dropped to -5… but no snow! It had started snowing in September last year and it’s December now but no sign of snow as yet. I hope there won’t be any case of drought, it’s the last thing Afghans need.
We’re also planning on going to Australia very soon, tickets have been booked  Arrangements have been made  I can’t wait!
Everyone has been hit with the flu – except for me :oD Even H had it and it didn’t pass on to me 😀 Alhamdullilah!
Hmmm… been watching Desperate Housewives and Prison Break, hoping to get some more DVDs later today.
H’s mum has been hospitalized (second time this fortnight). The first time she was hospitalized was to have her gallbladder removed, this time she’s hospitalized because her liver has been playing up. She has Hepatitis C and advanced cirrhosis. She’s feeling better than last night which is a positive sign. Hope she gets better soon. (Just asked H if it really was her liver… doctors don’t know! And H is getting all cranky, so I won’t ask him more because that will mean risking having my head bit off! Lol.)
What else is there to talk about? Hmmm… oh yeah Eidul Adha passed, Eid Mubarak! We stayed home all of Eid, H worked. I watched TV and read books. Oh and we visited H’s relatives on 4th day of Eid, my mum and sisters weren’t here so we didn’t get to go there. God, I miss them so much!!! So nothing exciting happened there. I seriously don’t remember any Eid being ‘fun’, not even as a child. It’s always been very ordinary for as long as I can remember. Then my sister S, our hubbies and I went for dinner a few days ago.
By the way, I finally managed to read ‘A Thousand Splendid Suns’ by Khalid Hosseini – it had been sitting on my shelf for yonks now. It was much, much better than ‘The Kite Runner’… or at least I think so. Right now I’m reading ‘Septembers of Shiraz’.

Sitting in the corner of the sofa, heavy drapes closing on the outside world. Typing away on my keyboard. Gloomy weather outside, afraid it will snow.
I miss the fireplace we used to sit around as a family, telling stories or reading a book.
So much has changed now, everyone heading their own way.
Water spilling from a glass, in opposite directions.
So have we.
But in heart, we’ll always remain close.
I miss life the way it was… or do I really?
Was it happiness then? Or was it just the same as it is now?
Fake happiness.
Deep down, sorrows burned.
the flame of sorrow burning so small but oh the heat, the scorching heat.
Leaving internal scars,
the scorching heat has made us ever so thirsty
thirsty for happiness
search the world, for happiness and peace
it still remains in the distant.
Flame of sorrows continues to burn and scar…
Burn and scar…
Flame of sorrow.

Okay, I don’t know what happened then. That poem just came out subconsciously. I didn’t intend for it to be a poem, maybe it isn’t. I started out wanting to write about the cold. Somehow it turned out into a ‘poem’.
Nevertheless, life is my journey and sorrow is my companion. Better than being alone, eh?
Ba omideh deedaar, khuda negahdaar.

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