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samyzeid — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 20:17:59 +0300

اللهم أنقذنا من نفسية الز ملاء.. وغباء الأصدقاء

اللهم ارحمنا من استبياع الجيل الجديد..

وحرائق السكة الحديد

واستقصاد كل مدير.. وندالة القرايب

الصغير منهم والكبير

اللهم أغثنا من كل عميل .. ومن فواتير موبينيل

اللهم أرحمنا من تشريفة عربيات المسئولين ,

وزحمة الشوارع في كل حين

وسحب الرخص في كل كمين.. من الغلبان مش م المتين

اللهم أهدى لنا سواقين الميكروباص

والمدير البصباص

اللهم ارحمنا من الشئون القانونية وشئون العاملين

واللي بيقفوا فـ وسط الشارع فجأة وبدون إشارة يمين

اللهم قنا شر الكليبات..

وشر شلل البنات.. ولؤم الستات

وغباوة الحموات

والمينيمم تشارج كافيهات..

وهيافة الصحف والمجلات

وقطع الحرارة فجأة عن التليفونات وقت الزنقات

والمدارس اللي بتطلب تبرعات بالألافات

ووقــــوع السيــرفـــر وقفلـــة السايتـــات

اللهم ارفع مستوى الزمالك ..

لمستوى انبى والحدود.. أو حتى مستوى أسمنت أسيوط

أو أرسل يارب عليهم صاعقة..

بدل ما يخلونا نموت ...

اللهم سدد أقساطنا .. وضلل عنا مآمير الضرايب

اللهم ارزق جيل الوسط عقود عمل في ليبيا وقطر

اللهم افتح لجيلنا القديم الطريق الفسيح

حتى ننظف انتخابات البلد من لعبة المراجيح

اللهم ارحمنا من الاكتئاب مرض العصر والشباب

واحمي يارب سماء مصر من سحابة الهباب

واكفنا شر صاحب الدقن الكداب

وصاحب التصريحات النصاب

اللهم ارزق كل بنت بعريس هدية..

وكل شاب بوظيفة وشقة وعربية

اللهم أحرق الـ 0900

واضرب الحرامية بالحرامية

ونجح أي طالب في أي كلية

حتى ولو كان في التربية الموسيقية

آآآميين آآآمين

Egyptians in Doha

to my friends who are....

auto_mix — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 09:30:26 +0300

let talk about LOVE.....

SINGLE…
Love is like a butterfly, the more you chase it, the more it eludes you
But if you just let it fly, it will come to you when you least expect it.
Love can make you happy but often it hurts
But love is only special when you give it to someone who is really worth it
So take your time and choose the best

NOT SO SINGLE….
Love isn’t about becoming somebody else’s “perfect person”
It’s about finding someone who helps you the best person you can be.

WHO ARE ENGAGED…
The measure of compatibility is not the years spent together
But how good you are to each other

WHO ARE MARRIED….
Love is not about “it’s your fault” but “I’m sorry”
Not “where you are” but “I am right here with you”
Not “how could you” but “I understand”
Not “I wish you were” but “I am thankful you are”

WHO ARE NAÏVE…..
How to be in love..
Be consistent but not too persist
Share and never be unfair
Understand and try not to demand
And get hurt but never keep the pain

WHO ARE POSSESSIVE…
It breaks you heart to see the one you love happy with someone else
But it is more painful to know that the one you love in unhappy with you

WHO ARE AFRAID TO CONFESS….
Love hurts when you break up with someone
It hurt even more when someone breaks up with you
But love hurts the most
When the person you love has no idea how you feel about him/here

And to all of my FRIENDS….
My wish for you is a partner whose love is:
Honest, strong, matured, never-changing, protective, encouraging, rewarding and unselfish….

Filipino expatriates in Qatar

You: A love Story

datu_act — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 10:08:34 +0300

This is quite long but, believe me, this is a good read. Another heart-pounding love story for you to enjoy!

I don't know if you have read this before but its worth reading again.

:D
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Ninoy Aquino International Airport , 2:00 am.

It's been two years since she had last seen the Manila International Airport. Not much has changed.Her last memory of this airport was when Miguel dropped her off. She was on her way to New York to pursue a career in Wall Street.

"Promise me something will you? Please don't get married until I come back?" She jokingly told him as she lifted up her backpack.
"LOL. Very funny. Ikaw ang mag-promise. Promise me you won't run off with some nerdy economist in the next two years."
"Let's see, shall we. Bye, Miguel. I'll call you as soon I get to New York."

That was her last memory in this place. The warm Manila air made her feel a bit restless and yet she feels excited. This is the first time in two years she'll be seeing Miguel again. She was thoughtfully going through the immigration counters, thinking of how much she missed seeing Miguel. How different would he be now? Sure he sends her regular weekly e-mails and pictures but being the busy person that she had always been, she didn't get the time to chat with him and buy a webcam.

She's finally out. "Where is Miguel?" She wondered. "Ah there!" she exclaimed when she saw the silver gray Nissan Patrol parked near the exit. TGW 926. Yup, that's Miguel alright. Her heart was leaping ahead of her as the driver got off.

"Hey! I missed you!" He said, as he hugged her.

"I missed you too. So much." She said, as she hugged him back. It was warm. It felt good to be back. It felt great to feel his hug.
"Let me get those." He said pointing at her luggage.
"Then we'll have more time for hugging and chika."
"Okay."

Edsa, 4:30 am. Miguel's cellphone rings. Mama, the name flashes on the screen.

"You should really get that."
"No, you should get that. She's been waiting for you. She insist that we go straight to her after I pick you up form the airport. She also insist that you spend tomorrow with her." Miguel was talking about her mother. Miguel was an only child and his mother wanted a daughter. She would often tell Bea that since she doesn't have a mom anymore, she should let Tita Doris be her second mom. She loved Bea as if she were her own daughter.

"Hello? Yes, Tita. How are you na po?... ah opo. Miguel already told me. Sige po. Okay po. I'll see you later." She turns off the phone and looks out the window. The phone rings again, this time the name "Sugar" flashes on the screen. Hmmm, "Sugar." He was quick. He got a hold of the phone and answered it. "Hello. Yeah. Pauwi na. I'm with her na. Yeah. Tomorrow, I will. Promise. We'll see you tomorrow."

We? Is that supposed to mean me and him? See Sugar? Who is Sugar, anyway?

"Who was that?" she couldn't keep herself from asking. "Sugar ha?"
"I'll introduce her tomorrow. Uwi muna tayo sa bahay. By the way, kamusta na si Edward?"
"Edward?"
"Oo, si Edward, naalala mo yung boyfriend na iniwan mo sa New York? Anong klase ka ba naming girlfriend? Kaya hindi kita niligawan eh. Baka makalimutan mo rin ako."
"Ah si Edward. Hayun. Nasa New York." Miguel has met Edward when he came to New York to give Bea a surprise visit. He seems a nice guy. Not the geeky economist Miguel pictured Bea would end up with. He is actually a cool guy and loves Bea a lot.
"He called me up, a week ago, asking a lot of things about you. Parang may balak ata?"
"Balak na?"
"Tell me, did he propose to you? He sounded like he was going to propose to you kasi."
"Ah look, here we are at Tita Doris."

At Tita Doris', 4:45 am. A pleasantly plump woman enters the living room. She was in her mid-fifties, a familiar warm smile and two open arms. She welcomed Bea, gave her a big hug and kissed her on the cheek.

"Hay anak, kamusta ka na? Na-miss na kita. Pinakain ka ba nitong si Miguel?"
"Opo, Tita."

She looked around. Not much has changed in this house. She remembers spending her college days in this house. She remembers sinking into Tita Doris' arms when her mom died. She remembers only good things about this woman. She can't remember a time when she had been unkind to her and yes, she loves her like her own mother.

"Iha, sabihan mo nga yang si Miguel. Sabihin mo 'wag padalos-dalos magdesisyon."
"Po?"
"Mama naman. Let Bea rest. I'll tell her everything tomorrow." Miguel interrupted his mother before she can spill the beans.
"Ha? What was that all about?" Bea was curious.
"Bukas na lang."
"Okay. Tita, if it's okay I'll go rest now." She hugged her, and proceeded to climb the stairs. Miguel followed her carrying her luggage.
"Alam mo I missed this house. Uy sino ba si Sugar? Tsaka bakit parang worried nanay mo sa iyo?"
"Bukas na. Sugar is having lunch here."
"Hmmm, intriguing, pero sige. Bukas na."
They were both standing as the door to the guest room.
"Alam mo, it's really good to be back in this house. I'll see you tomorrow."

Tita Doris' 10:00 am. She woke up, sunlight flooding her bedroom. She was able to rest. She got up, arranged the bed sheets and took a nice, cold shower. Minutes later, she was down at the garden having brunch with Tita Doris.

"Hi! Tita. Where is Miguel?"
"Sinundo si Sugar."
"Sino ba yang Sugar na yan? Nai-intriga na ako."
"Iha, I'll let Miguel tell you who Sugar is. Promise me something, though. Whatever happens you'll always be my daughter, Bea?"

She felt scared. Why was Tita Doris suddenly serious?

"Opo naman."
"Anyway, iha. I heard from Miguel your boyfriend sounded like he was going to propose a week ago. Did he propose?"

Bea looked at her hands, bare of any engagement ring. She looked at Tita Doris and smiled. Before she could answer, Miguel showed up. With him is a woman she had not seen before. She was of medium frame, shoulder length hair and looked very feminine.

"Sugar, the sister I never had, Bea. Bea, Sugar, my fiancee."

It felt as if somebody had thrown cold water on her. His what?! Blood rushed to her head.She blushed. Her cheeks felt very warm. She couldn't swallow. Her heart beating a hundred beats per minute.

"Your what?" She looked at Miguel, blushing then suddenly white as with shock. "I'm sorry, Sugar, but this is quite a surprise. Miguel has never mentioned you in any of his e-mails," she said as she looked at Sugar with a confused look. She looked at Tita Doris, she looked back as if she was consoling her.

"Yeah, I got engaged. I'm keeping my promise. I'm getting married on Saturday. O di ba you're here so in essence I've kept my promise," Miguel told her.

She managed to smile faintly. She hugged Miguel and congratulated him. She even managed to tell Sugar "You got a catch here, girl. Take good care of him or else I will snatch him under your nose." It sounded as if she was just joking, turning over a very important possession to it's next owner. In the deepest recesses of her person, she knew she meant it.

"He told me a lot of nice things about you." Sugar said, smiling at her as if they had been friends for the longest time.
"I'm sure he has."

Lunch was served. All of Bea's favorite Filipino dishes. She and Sugar spent time chatting the afternoon away, looking at Bea's and Miguel's college photos and yearbooks. She found out that Sugar likes most of the things she does. They both came from the same high school. As she tried to get to know Sugar better during their afternoon chat, she realized that not only was she perfect for Miguel, she also seemed like the best gal pal Bea could find. They talked about the wedding details, the dress, the ring, the shoes, the tiara. They like almost the same places, the same styles, the same shops. She told Sugar they should do shopping marathon together. Had it been another day, she would be telling herself that this is really a great opportunity to find someone who understands her shopping needs. Except that this is not one of those days? Except that this woman, this perfect, feminine girlfriend was Miguel's fiancee. Bea's phone rings. The name Boyfriend flashes.

"You should really get that" Sugar told Bea.
"Yeah, I guess I should. Hello? Yes? I'm good. I'm here at Miguel's. Oh have in front of me Sugar, Miguel's fiancee." The words almost got stuck in her throat, but she still managed to give Sugar a smile. "Listen, I'll call you later. I have very good news for you."

Miguel sat down beside Bea. Sugar was looking at them and asked "So tell me? Was there never a time the two of you were more than platonic?"

Bea and Miguel looked at each other then looked at their own hands. Miguel's gaze turned to Sugar. He answered "Of course not. Bea and I were never like that."

"As in?" Sugar inquired. "LOL, oo naman. She was a handful. Too much to handle for me. I can't keep up with her. She's never stands still." Miguel looked at Bea and smiled, his eyes turning into slits as his dimples gloriously show.

"I guess that's the way for you. But not for Edward." Bea replied, with a little hint of disappointment. "Okay lang yun. Edward is tough enough." Miguel was still smiling.
"Wait, speaking of Edward. I need to call him."

Bea left the garden and went up to her room to call Edward. "Hello? Edward. Here it goes. Yes. The answer is Yes."

*********

The wedding went well. It was one of the most elegant weddings she had seen. Sugar had everything covered and she was a very beautiful, blushing bride.

"I, Miguel, take you, Sugar, as my friend and love, beside me and apart from me, in laughter and in tears, in conflict and tranquility, asking that you be no other than yourself, love what I know of you, trusting what I do not know yet, in all the ways that life may find us."

Bea felt a stab of pain hitting her heart. She slowly got up, walked away from the spectators. Tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.

**********

Bea is once again on her way to the airport. Miguel is driving for her, this time with a wedding ring on his left finger.

"Hay, here we go again. I'm driving you to the airport. Kailan na naman kaya tao magkikita?"
"Ewan ko. Tell me something," her tone all too serious. "What was it that you love about Sugar? How did you know she was the one?"

Miguel just smiled.

"Dali na ano? Malay mo I need to decide in a couple of days di ba?"

"You know what I love about her? The same things I loved about you before. The only difference is that she's not as ambitious as you are. When you left for New York two years ago, I knew I don't have a place in the life you've chosen. I don't blame you for that. You're good in your field and I thought to myself that it's your right to move on without me. Moving away was a decision you made for yourself. I know this sounds silly and you might nag me about it but I found the better version of you in Sugar. She's so much like you in so many ways but the only difference is she loves me more than you do."

She wanted to cry the tears she had kept as he witnessed him say his vows, but kept her composure. She just chuckled a laugh. How could he move on without her? Why was it easy for him and not for her? As she got off the car, she gave Miguel one last hug. This time she felt her heart heavy.

"I guess this is goodbye?" she told Miguel.

"Wait, I'm not letting you out until you answer question. Did Edward propose?"

Bea showed Miguel her left hand. In it was a one carat diamond solitaire ring set in platinum. Miguel let out a sigh and congratulated her. As Miguel turned his gaze from the steering wheel to Bea's face, he saw a single tear fall from her right eye and then she said, "If it gives any consolation, Edward was the best version of you that I can find in New York."

Filipino expatriates in Qatar

1 filipino rape victim solved; how about the others?

Luckyjinx — Sat, 05 Jul 2008 11:55:46 +0300

I'm sorry what i knew is to cut & paste :)..hehe. Just want to share with you folks, hope it's not repeated.

Three sentenced for kidnapping, raping FilipinoPublished: Saturday, 5 July, 2008, 01:04 AM Doha Time

By Nour Abuzant
THREE men, all aged 22 years, have been sentenced to five years in jail, for “kidnapping a Filipino, stealing his money and raping” him on March 12, 2007.
The court also ordered to deport two of them, both Iranians. The third convict is a Qatari.
According to court papers, the victim, 32, was waiting for a taxi around midnight near the hotel where he works when a car stopped near him and offered him a lift.
He accepted the offer and boarded the car and sat in the rear seat but soon after, two other men joined him in the vehicle. They demanded his mobile phone and wallet containing QR450.
As he refused and resisted their attempt, they drove him to a deserted place near the Sealine resort where the first and second accused sexually abused him. He later filed a complaint with the police.
The police arrested the suspects based on the information, including the car's registration number, provided by the victim.
He identified the suspects at a police parade.
A medical report showed that the victim had sustained bruises near his nose and cuts near the upper lips. A forensic report supported his claim of abuse.
The court found the accused guilty of kidnapping, robbery and rape but considered the harshest of them, as they all constituted one criminal act.
The accused claimed that the victim owed them money, but the first instance court dismissed their claims.
The ruling is open for appeal.

Filipino expatriates in Qatar

8.1 earthquake sa July 18 sa Pinas???

lotski323 — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 16:46:06 +0300

Mga kabayan, may mga na karecieve ba sa inyo ng mga forwarded email bout sa 8.1 earthquake sa Pinas na prediction?well i'm just askin, i don't want to create any worries or paranoia sa inyo.kasi syempre (i'm speaking for myself) natatakot ako kasi all our loved ones ay nandun.Alam nyo na sa dami ng nangyayari sa mundo ngayon ,nakakatakot di bah..anyways kung isa kayo dun sa mga natatakot (like me) eto ma suggest ko site kung paano maging safe just in case it will happen. baka gusto nyo forward din sa mga love ones nyo.I hope and pray na di totoo di bah.God Bless sa ating lahat.here's the site- amerrescue.org or tag yung "triangle of life"( survival program ito bout earthquake)

Filipino expatriates in Qatar

NAPAPAGOD KA NA NGA BA?

denbonggerald — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 02:15:50 +0300

Napapagod ka na nga ba sa iyong buhay?
May mga sandaling isip mo'y gulong gulo.
Kaibigan nais kong iyong malaman, may Diyos na puwede mong malapitan.
Anumang kalagayan ang iyong sinusuong, huwag kang matakot lumapit kay Hesus.

Lahat halos ng paraan ay ginawa mo, upang kalungkuta'y
maibsan. Hanggang ngayon hindi ka maligaya, kahit pa ang lahat ng nais mo'y nakamtan.
Ang hinahanap mong tunay na kapayapaan, kay Hesus kay Hesus makakamtan.

Mahal ka ng Diyos, at Siya'y naghihintay.
Kumakatok sya sa pintuan ng iyong puso. Huwag mong sayangin ang oras, at pagkakataon.
Nais ni Hesus ika'y maligtas/maglingkod (John 3:16)

Mahal ka ng DIYOS' :)

Di po aksidente na nabasa nyo ang isang awitin na ito, huwag kang magalinlangang tanggapin ang Panginoon Hesus bilang sarili mong Tagapagligtas. Nasa iyo ngayon ang desisyon kaibigan :)

Filipino expatriates in Qatar

advices..

chunglai — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 13:25:13 +0300

ako naman po ang hihingi ng advice. di ko alam pano simulan eh para sana maintindihan nyo.
Ang tatay ko ay nagda-dialysis dito (200/session, 3x week). Ang nanay ko naman ay nagpapart time job kung saan saan para pandagdag sa dialysis ng dad ko. Now,time for my father to go home (long story..)and he must take my mom with him.. kasi sponsor sya. Gusto sana namin magstay mother ko dito para makatulong pa din sya sa financial prob namin. Kasi di namin kaya ng sister ko ang dialysis ng father ko, alam nyo naman sa pinas kung magkano at kung gaano kahirap and dialysis. Sabi nga ng iba, sakit ng mayaman yan. I tried transferring her sponsorship under mine pero di kami pinayagan ng immigration kasi hindi daw pwede pag transfer from husband sponsorship sa akin lalo na at buhay pa daw ang asawa. Any idea kung paano ang gagawin namin? pwede ko syang i-visit visa pero mas gusto sana namin makakuha sya ulit ng residence permit para mas matagal stay nya rito. me iba pa ba kaming option? Pls. advice.
Thanks.

Filipino expatriates in Qatar

Kid's Birthday..how can we celebrate a memorable one?

buttercupryle — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 05:57:29 +0300

I want my son to be happy on his upcoming birthday and I also want it to be memorable.

Is it good to throw a party for a four year old boy? How about a trip to the zoo or amusement park?

Mums in Doha

Working Mom

buttercupryle — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 05:50:05 +0300

I started to work here in Manila early this year and it's hard to leave my son specially in the morning. Now I realized that it's difficult to play 2 roles at a time. Who are working moms here? How do you handle things between work and your family?

We usually go to the mall during my day offs, I'm still the one who gives him a bath and change his diaper. Shop for all his needs like clothes,shoes,his food and milk. But I believe this isn't enough, how can I have quality time with him specially when I'm really tired from work?

Mums in Doha

What makes you happy :) /sad :(?

denbonggerald — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:22:30 +0300

please share, thanks...

Filipino expatriates in Qatar