ArabianOud {R}

Soul in pain, tears dried out, I am falling, I am sinking in dark, I am smiling but I am so artificial now, I can't even feel my heart beat as before, You said that you loved me forever, But that love is so incomplete now, Giving me wings of hope to fly, But then You took me on a rollercoaster ride, Taking me to an extreme height, And then throwing me to the deep end, Vanishing away, with sealed lips, Breaking my heart and calling me a liar, I am scribbling emotions in this secret diary, Which is a tunnel to my purest feelings, This love, that you & I shared, Is so alone now, so much in pain, Tainted love, you have so ruined me, I thought this sweet pain would end soon, And you would kiss my pain away, Standing in the middle of the road, It's cold out here & home is far away, Heart ache, soul pain, bleeding heart, I am cloaked in blood, that is my own, You failed to see what you meant to me, Because you stood on the

My heart’s empty like a vacant room, A storm’s just passed by, I have gone through an era of pangs, O’ how I wish no one ever suffers my miseries And no one suffers what a jilted lover does Each day that came by, Brought new hopes and dreams, Each time we met, you gifted me a rose, I have preserved every rose of yours, Dried & dusted they lay in my book, Scented & sprinkled with that magic called ‘love’, That day when you left me for a voyage, You made some promises for a lifetime, Gave me a heart shaped pendant, So I’d keep your closer in memories, That day, I recall crying endlessly, Making myself believe you’d come back one day, I waited in despair for your letters, But none ever seemed to come, Years passed by and I waited by the window, Watching day covered by night everyday, Your phone call alarmed me, When you said you lied about our love, How could an innocent soul feel? Cheated & agonised in despair, Corazon Espinado, my heart is crying, A thorn stung in my heart,

You can't trust them all, you can't disclose all those nitty gritty secrets, but you can certainly have fun with them, chill out and go for a stroll or for those theme park outings! But saying that, there are very few cousins who you can actually count on. Me with my cousin Tams as I call him! Hyde Park London

He's simply camera shy but an adorable cousin to have. Shot: by me Shot: Tams my cousin

I came across this outfit, it's simply amazing, I was walking past and as soon as I saw that I stopped and I was like 'OH MY GOD', it's gorgeous.. simplicity engraved with some heavy work.. I simply love black and can not resist it, I try to wear a lot of black as much as I can.. gothic, tomboyish, chic, elegant, classy, rough tough, whatever the occasion and situation maybe, black has to be there.. or a touch of black is a must! Shot: by me Location: Regents Street, London

I am a silent observer, I choose to watch and silently write down what I see. I am analysing and it's not that bad, it's becoming exciting, all those faces around and that music is charming me once again.. Shot: by me Hyde Park London

Today I digged out some of my journalism material from university, the module book of News writing and reporting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that brought back memories and also refreshed journalism basics.. Shot: by me

Victory is only a mile away, look carefully, it is with the right ingredients that trigger you to go that extra mile to head towards your desired destination. For many of us, these include our little dreams or ambitions. Victory attained alone is disappointing, you need someone to share it with. A journey carried on with that someone who stood by you and actually went through that struggle, never abandoning you, and making sure you reach to your desired destination. Like that statue in this image, which is mighty and watches others is a strong symbol of victory. Shot: by me Trafalgar Square London

Feeding birds is my favorite hobby, especially at Hyde Park.. it gives me a lot of peace of mind and brings me closer to nature, to animals who watch us, communicate with us.. I actually ask them questions and look into their eyes, at their expressions and question them. Watch them amongst themselves, and this makes me happy.. I decided to go boho again by feeding them crisps instead of bread! good huh? Hyde ParkLondon Shot: Tams

It was their day, Iraqis had all the reasons to smile and honk their car horns and hoot middle of the road and dance, playing the darbuka drum! Iraq's football team Al Nasr won the football match today against Saudi Arabia. There was endless traffic all along from Hyde Park to Edgware Road. Edgware Road is the famous Arab street in London. The roads were blocked and people were dancing around, the police was trying to get the traffic sorted. I watched Iraqis proud and showing off their flag and dancing, singing songs of praise.. Indeed a moment to be proud of.. a whole parade that made me practice my dance moves.. Shots: by me Location: Edgware Road, London

Wise men always said that ' distances bring hearts closer', when you love someone and that person resides abroad or far far away from you, then hearts are connected ever than before. This post is dedicated to all the people I know in love, for the ones who are confused about their relationship and make issues out of something so trivial. A friend of mine is in Rome right now and he loves a girl, but he has been questioning everything and now feels this distance will give him the time to think about how to make this relationship stronger. When you are far away from someone you love, you think about him or her a lot, during your work, your social life is incomplete without them. When you have something you don't value it as much as you realise when you start to lose it. It's very true people. To all the people I know in love, be wise, do not lose out what you have, if this were the case of taking love for granted and treating it roughly, and if we were players, then we w

I am walking alone on the streets of London, this is our home, this is our sanctuary, but now all that fails, can you hear me out and know that it hurts and that I have turned bland and soo full of hate. I can not tolerate another summer all alone & mourn in pain, watching others laugh on my face and tell me I was stupid, and grant them away with innocence, as they ruined my relationship, to save their necks and plot evil.. I do not have the stamina and the courage to walk down that road which led to the unity of our love, I can not forget the first gaze that took our breaths away. I can not watch others rejoice while I suffer in misery.. while I cry with my tears bleeding and I feel my veins bursting out in anguish.. Can you come back again to give us another chance, to revive this relationship and save it from all those evil eyes.. Shot : by me Marble Arch Central London

I DONT NEED NOBODY, I DONT FEEL NOBODY,I DONT NEED TO CALL NOBODY, ALL I NEEDED WAS YOU, BUT YOU TOOK NO HEED, TOOK ME FOR GRANTED & VANISHED AWAY. I WAITED FOR LONG TO HEAR THAT CALL FROM YOU, THAT MESSAGE FROM YOU, TRYING TO RECONCILE, BUT YOU PAID NO NEED. NOW I AM WALKING AWAY AND LEAVING YOU WHERE YOU MET ME. I DONT NEED NOBODY BUT YOU, BUT ALL I EVER GOT FROM YOU WAS AN ATTITUDE TO DRIVE ME AWAY. YOU KNEW I LOVED YOU SO BADLY, BUT YOU ENJOYED PUNISHING ME WITH ALL THOSE DISTANCES IN BETWEEN AND INCREASING THEM, WITHOUT EVEN CARING ABOUT ME, I KNOW YOUR NOT SINCERE, BECAUSE THIS PROVE ME SOO RIGHT, THAT NOBODY LOVED ME ENOUGH TO STAND BY ME IN MY PAIN.. I DONT NEED NOBODY, I AM BUILDING A WORLD OF MY OWN, THIS HATRED AND ALL THAT POISON WILL GUARD ME FROM THE CHEATED WORLD OF LOVE. YOU NEVER LOVED ME, EVER, EVER, ALL THAT I KNEW WAS A LIE.. COZ NOBODY NEEDED ME, YOU ALL PRETENDING THAT YOU NEED ME BUT YOU DONT. ALL I NEEDED WAS YOU, BUT LEFT ME ROTTING IN THE DARK, IN MISERIES

This is what I call proper rebellion, turning totally tomboyish, we got a hoo haa situation right now, girls vs boys. And I am puking out more poison than ever! We got a smashing new club for people who are rebels and think alike.. Boyaas you are welcome to join our club. We dress differently, and care less what others think about us! Because if no one has the guts to prove themselve to meet our criteria than they shouldn't be butting in and telling us what are all about, especially if they don't know us! Call us arrogant, stuck up or even rude, we don't care because being too good never gets you anywhere and we have gone through that SH** and got nothing but rubbish in return..! Right, so let's get members rolling!

I am dedicating this to someone out there, someone who knows who the poem is for..Darius really writes very well, I love his words, his voice is amazing, you can actually feel the words. If I had you And you were here If I could kiss And wipe away your tears If I could How I would If I could change A single thing If I could love And touch your face again If I could How I would Only the hurt remains And only the things We can't change Love can be a cruel and bitter Pill to take If we could run Forgive the past If I could lay With my head in your hands If I could How I would If I could live Without regret Turn a page Pretend we never met But you know I can't let go Only the hurt remains And only the things We can't change And only the pain of heartbreak Love can be a cruel and bitter Pill to take If I had you And you were here If I could kiss And wipe away your tears If I could How I would

It's a rainy morning, it's 11:41 am on a Friday and I am sitting in the T.V. room, over looking the window, I watch the storm. The thunderstorm takes place, slowly I begin to hum and I walk towards to the garden in the backyard. Then those words flow : " Without you, I fell in love with an angel, who broke my heart over night, he said he would be there forever, but he left me middle of the road. There's no true love and care in this world. Without you, I am so incomplete, I know this is a repeat. My heart's pounding and I am deserted." As I keep singing away and head back my next door neighbour hears me sing, she was coincidentally in her garden, she called out my name and as always asked me how I was and that I shouldn't stay out in the garden for long or else I would drench. But despite her warning, I went out again and by then the storm had gone worse, I drenched myself deliberately & started singing out in pain. It was almost as my tears had stop

Yes I am a rebel, but my rebellious behavior does not affect people who I cherish the most, my fight is against that system and those people who pretend to know it all and are nothing but hollow from inside and from the system that is ignorant, which imposes its ignorant thoughts and expects everyone to comply with it. But now I feel that whatever they think of me is not important to me, I am not answerable to people who do not even know me well, but only make claims to know me. I have been a rebel ever since I can remember but I try to hide that rebellion for sometime but now I can confidently speak out and say I AM A REBEL! So welcome to my island, which isn't all about me but about challenging those ignorant practices and not simple lip service, journalists and media professionals are always over seen as real society workers, or people who can make a difference. We are usually seen as people who flow in glamorous stuff, but I do not go by all that, I keep myself away from anythi

Yaay I am ready to roll and explore the weird things out in the world.. I am ready to carry my journalism satchel and finally go wacky! YAAYYY! R finally makes a come back, soo soon, I thought its going to take eternity till I would reload and then shoot. The scene is set and all that's missing is MOI! ME! Muchos gracias to Chi Chi, Dr M, Pink B and Sweet S, Kevin & Monsieur M Image: me, by Khameis

For the first time ever in my life I have questioned myself why am I alone at this stage? All of a sudden, everyone, everything seems very distant, unattached , Both nature and fate has been testing my patience and giving me endless mental and physical pain. Enduring pain is not a sign of weakness but a sign of strength, when you learn to rise higher even though others do not see it that way. To my own eyes I am problematic and I am a cupid to help others, I love helping others and listening their problems, a friend in US once called me up middle of the night and cried out how I was the only one who could lend her a shoulder. I am not trying to sound vain, but simply modest, I feel so happy when people consider me worthy to share their problems, and for people special in my life, I have always considered to help them in their miseries, aunt agony is how I am defined.. and I thank God for making me capable to help others.. But you know that moment in your life where you fall weak in yo

Dear Stranger, I don't know where should I begin,but I shall begin to pen down my emotions, hoping that this will get to you somehow ( God willing). Today as I encountered endless miseries and this was a continuation to my prolonging pain, I came across someone who inspired me to think about life so differently. Wrinkles of worries on your face first puzzled me and then when we started talking,those wrinkles made total sense to me. You softly spoke and I noticed how every time you smiled, you were hiding some deep pain beneath, but then who was I to question? But by the end of this encounter, I had felt I known you for ages.. I was pretty disheartened uptill that one meeting with you just changed the way I think, it just shook my roots and gave me a reality check. You spoke about your miraculous escape from that devastating, life threatening accident. As you explained ' I was driving my car, when a car knocked me, pushed my car, then the next thing I see is my car crashing int

In this busy city of London, I am entangled in a web of emotions, I kept waiting for her call, I tried bringing everyone together, Making everyone smile, But there was no response, Then I tried to make my way, But then something happened, And I realised it was all a game, Enough is enough, I have had it, I am wiping my footsteps from your heart, And making a new track, away from you, Where nothing reminds me of your existence, For you mean nothing to me anymore, Your betrayal cut every inch of my emotions, You wanted to see me feeble, frail and lonely, But I am proving you wrong my dear, Because I am not a loner as you assume, I gave you my shoulder to cry on, You took advantage of my kindness, I don’t need you anymore in my life, For it was a game, using me for convenience, Now I move ahead, and wipe your memories, Burn them over night, and behave anew, Unknown to your existence, I will live again

Even if my Lord were to increase tides of the seas and oceans And calamaties befell on the two lovers, She would still stand for him and speak her mind, She would still run towards her beloved, And ask God to gift those wounds to her which befell on her beloved Keeping them away by distances but closer by heart ,Even if there were endless enemies against them, And tests and tribulations were taking away their energy, Their love would indeed be fulfilled in the end, For true love makes it way through all these routes, And gets to it's destination in the end, For if there is purity in love and intentions, This world, these people are only but a test in their way, For if their love is strong as a molten mountain, It shall succeed in the end, For true love never fails in the end, And I hope that my love is complete, When I am with my beloved in the end, Enshalla And his courage and intentions are pure for me, And that our union in the end is certain, And for those in love, I hope your

I wish you knew how I felt right now, Listen to my heart, it's beating so fast, Hiding the pain for so long, now I can't stand, It's weeping endlessly in dark shades, I wish you could hear me out baby, It's a rainy morning in London, I am thinking about you all along, I wish I could hold your hands, And close my eyes, Saying to myself, 'It's all gona be fine'I assure myself repeatedly, But tell me o'beloved am I sane? I fear I have turned manic, You ask me why?It's your love, sweet heart, I am drowned immensely in pain, But there is joy in this pain, For I seest my beloved everywhere, I am so insecure, cries my heart, Why does it feel, your going to leave me, The fear of losing someone horrifies me, I feel so speechless, so misunderstood, Frustrated, hurt, saddened by those mean words, Can you stop hurting me for once? Coz I can't take it no more, I am in love with you, But you fail to see that, I don't want to lose my beloved Coz of another,

What happens when your queue time is longer than your dining time at one of your favourite restaurants in London? It turns out DISASTROUS! This is what exactly happened to me last Saturday, when a trip to Central London, a trip to Whiteleys mall later. We first went to Starbucks, the crowd there reminded me that of the Dubai crowd, it was fully packed and most of the people there were from the Gulf. Post Starbucks, we decided to tuck into Nandos and boy what a queue it was !!! It was disastrous! It was long, it was boring, and then the food wasn't that good after all! WHAT A TOTAL DISAPPOINTMENT! I have vowed not to have Nandos for another couple of months now!

Fifi, Popsy & Noel :-) This is a reel of my latest collection of cuddly cuties, from the first pic ( right to left: Fifi, Popsy & Noel) I so fancied buying them and making myself feel like a child. I am still a child at heart, I may talk about all the serious things in life and work as a nerdy media maniac and so on but a child in me is alive. I can never have enough of these toys, they are adorable. They are a symbol of my childhood and my growing adult life and how life becomes boring as an adult, because you can no longer chuck tantrums easily, you can not play childish games of catch me if you can. Childhood slips out of your hands like sand and then you are cloaked with adulthood and then transformed into something serious and expected to abide within those norms of the society. My childhood is precious and this is something I wish to get back but I know I never will, for time has flown by and I am entering into an unknown world, which only creates fear in my soul. As on

Style is not just flashing trendy, modern clothes, it is about your whole personality and how you carry yourself. It is the way you talk to someone, it is not just wearing a designer tag and thinking you are popular coz of what you wear. It is something that is developed within and layers in ourselves and with the outter side of what you wear and how it fits your entire personality. by me Shot: by me London

I am losing hope in the midst of this road, I am all alone, my friends abandoned me and they are ignoring me, thus I have become unwanted. I have crept into another world, trying to question my faults, maybe I am too giving, too nice, too friendly, I kept my distances and let it normalize, but they just left me, without even saying bye. When relationships turn so sour, you are alone and need to revitalise to explore a new world, the journey maybe long, lonely but in the end you get where you want to reach. Enshalla.. Shot: by me UK 2006

Fighting against cruelties and injustice has no race, it exists in all races of the world, the death of innocents is not something to be ignored. When you unite against such evil practices, you are not black or white, you are but fighting against a cause and standing up for what you believe in.. We find different colorful threads here in the UK when protesting against any evil cause, harmony only exists when you learn from each other and not corrupt yourself, it is rather to rise higher and be proud of urself.. whether your from the East or West.. Location:London Shot: by me 2006

I was dead, Until I regained lifeI was trapped in a dungeon Until I gained freedom from the darkness I was living in fear Until I gained confidence to face the world I feared the morning sunshine, Until I looked at the sunny day I feared failure Until I achieved success by trying again I feared falling in love, Until it happened to meI feared the ocean waves, Until I learned how to swimI was afraid to fly, Until I learnt how wonderful the skies wereI feared meeting people, Until I learnt that not everyone is cruel, Thus overcoming my fears in life, And reviving again. by meJan 2003Shot: by meLondon