Open Your Eyes

Cutie Patuti

Do I look moody. I am not a moody person. Isnt it funny how we see ourselfs compared to how others do. Infact how we see ourselfs -is not who we actually are. We see ourselfs the way we want to be seen, but actually only after asking and listening to several people comment on yourself can you find the most common traits that you display, and realize what kind of a person you display, and worst of all, you could actually end up realising that YOU ARE NOT THE PERSON YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE...................................

Recently in a couple of clubs in London, and bars, I was told by a few people that I come accross snobby or arrogant, now I totally do not see that characteristic within my being, but it was told to me by more than three people, and if I can remember correctly it was said to me a couple of years back too.

So is that how I am portrayed, is that who I am. Maybe I am snobbish, I dont mean to be- or do I. Am I lieing to myself. I dont know. I definetly have no right to be. I am just an ordinary person, I have not achieved anything amazing to put me ahead of anyone else. So, you know what, take the chance to ask a few people how they perceive you, ask them to be honest and really listen to what they say--- it could be a real eye opener.

London Rocks Guys.....

Moaning, Even in London.

It seems that my hair is far to long, according to my father..... well to be honest I have been meaning to cut it for the last ten days and just have not had the time. It has been such a blast spending part of my vacation in London, however according to my father, who has spread the word around the family that I have not even spent an evening at home. I mean come on- I spend most of the year in Qatar working very hard, and when I finally get to civilization again I am expected to sit around and listen to the entire family lecture me on marriage, saving, and the principles of fashion, what not to wear mainly. I have hardly wore a single garment of clothing that was packed in my suitcase. Family, you got to love them. Just cant live with them......................

London has been so cool, to be honest the first few days were overwhelming, I had so many friends in town, that I spent most of my time running from one place to another, trying to catch up with everyone, Im leaving tomorrow and still have not cought up with my uni friends or anything.

Guess what I have also been force fed for the last ten days. I have been eating in some rather wonderfull and stylish places, but seem to have to endure the pain staking habit that has occured of eating again when I get home, no matter what time that may be. Apparently I am very skiny and on the verge of becoming a weakling. I love the food at home, but could do without three servings of rice, lamb and chicken, every single day.....................

stop moaning and say Illhamduillah..........a wallah

"YOU ARE WHAT YOU EAT"

Oh my god. Is that the truth, what am I. I love it, burgers, pizza, pepsi, coke. I love chips, and curry, and mayo, I cant get enough.

Is that really what I am, PROCESSED, Starch, artificial. What should I do.

I want these in my Hummer

Check this out guys and dolls.
Is it an air bag or an affair bag? This new advertisement takes life saving air bags to a new and sexy height. Far to explicit to do or expose here in Qatar. But this is what real advertising is all about. The usually dull bags which inflate upon impact have caused controversy in the past over the fact that they actually can harm you upon inflation, personally after my car accident, if there wasnt an airbag, I wouldnt be here writing this.

These new bags are bound to cause even further controversy. Clever, funny and edgy , the campaign takes to the highways in a most 'revealing' manner. PLease update me guys of any new ads.

See ya.

What's it all about .................

My modesty, My integrity
So don’t judge me,
Open your eyes and see, I am Omar the crazy and happy, I am full of enerygy, a guy that loves to create, and draw, and laugh and help, and express his emotions.
“Why can’t you just accept me", it would be much easier. I am over exagerated, I am over thoughtfull and very respondent.
“Why can’t I just be me” I cant change, ive tried. I can improve, wont that do.
Time and time again you speak of democracy
Yet you rob me of my liberty, All I want is equality
Why can’t you just let me be free, or just leave me.................................

Who's Dream

Like a grain on the beach, like a star in the sky. Do you ever feel that you have been left behind. Have you ever been out shun by a sibling or even lived in the shadow of some one else’s dream. Working towards their goal.

I was just listening to Ashley Simpson; she has a song out that talks about this subject. I started thinking that its quite surreal, the subject of sibling rivalry, you may not consciously know that its even going on. I mean our parents love us whatever, but we always want to make them proud of us. I personally used to always be the good one, the one who would do the right thing, who got the best school report. Even now, although I have reached a reasonably respectable position career wise, my younger brother seems to have achieved a lot more, financially, emotionally and stability wise is much more settled. I am so happy for him, and insha"Allah" want him to have more great success in everyway possible, but would also like to have the same stability that he has.

He always seems to know what he wants and then works towards achieving it. I on the other hand have a very low concentration span, am artistically more active, and seldom stay with one idea for more than a few months.

Sometimes myself and my cousin have the same topic of conversation which holds the title "what do you strongly believe in, strong enough to fight for" and it seems that we both don’t feel strongly enough about anything, nothing. We both find this kind of unsettling.

Anyhow, do you ever consider how circumstances have changed since you were a student compared to students these days I mean the resources available to my brother compared to me are miles apart. The kind of support and assistance given to my brother by my parents far outweighs anything I was given. No bad feeling their honestly.

You always have to assess where you are according to your circumstances and your options, and opportunities, not to another person. They have surely had many different variables which has allowed or given them structure to where they are.