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Smile & wave, Smile & Wave!

Posted on 02 March 2010 by Mamdooh

Every day we face something that moves us away or closer to our safety zone, comfort zone, box, whatever people call it, in my book its just what we are used to. Like sitting in a boat in the middle of the ocean, one wave pushes you out, and another pulls you back, without an oar, your sitting duck.

Life has many aspects to it that we seem to handle flawlessly, in many cases, we don’t know what to do, so we either move towards this new feeling or threat, in the same thinking pattern as “ the best defense is offense” or we hide and wait for the storm to pass, the problem with this one is, some storms seem to hover over your head, until you make your move.

As you grow younger, your internal guidance system handles most of your responses in auto pilot mode, if auto pilot was that good, why do we still need captains?

Change in lifestyle and atmospheres means adaptation,maneuverability, and change to the wise, and to the others, it means disaster. Comfort zone expansion is a relatively new idea to many, but let me share with you today my take on the subject.

We have to learn how to Smile n wave, at least for a while.

  • If someone threatens you by their looks or power and you have nothing to do, smile n wave. Everyone gets his time, and everyone is special in his own way.
  • If your boss manages to humiliate you for the day, smile n wave. The tables always turn on the idiots, its only a matter of time.
  • If you lose it all on Wall street or main street, smile n wave, as my Idol Virgin records creator & serial entrepreneur & visionary Sir Richard Branson puts it” business ideas are like buses, there’s always another one coming soon”.
  • If someone hurts your feelings intentionally and shatters your heart, smile n wave, hearts are meant to be broken, and their heart will face the same in some distant time, what goes around, comes around.
  • If someone takes away their kids from their mom and makes her crumble, smile n wave. In the end your kids have a certain feel and pull towards their moms heart, no one can stop.
  • If your lover or wanna be lover makes it hard to understand them, makes it hard to break in, smile n wave, you are what you are, and me and you know how great you are, their loss, your gain, you get to explore more.
  • If your parents treat you bad when you are young, and don’t understand that you too have a personality, just do what I would do, smile n wave, you eventually show them how great you are, by becoming you, and welcoming them in with unconditional love.
  • If he took you for granted and handled your feelings with total chaos, look him in the eye, and smile n wave. You know what? nothing kills a guy or girl more than losing the best thing that ever happened to them to a total stranger who gets to enjoy a more ripe individual and indulges in their love.
  • If you get abused for your race, face, or place in the world, smile n wave and please tell me of a thing that stood the test of time? or did all the dictators of the world, every single one of them face his destiny and crumble to their knees? keep waving! ok you can stop now, stop! ok if you insist let’s do it one more time, this time high in the air, like morons, but instead of smiling and waving, this time wave and smile!
  • If the pressures of your days tries to break you and presses even harder, push it away for a second and squeeze a smile n wave in its face, pressures make you stronger and if you manage them will make you softer in the right places.
  • If you think that my talk is totally whack and crazy, do what I just did, smile n wave, wave n smile :-)

Life is a bunch of Islands, if you like where you live, then OK, if you don’t and think the bigger Island promises more of everything, then hop on, but never, never let them captivate your soul, and if you catch my wave, then Islands are living ideas, feelings, people, things, places and most of all temporary parking spaces, only turn off your switch when you feel the feel is right, otherwise, hit the road Jack! oh and one for the road

  • :-) & wave, :-) & wave!

mamdooh.alradadi

me@mamdoohalradadi.com

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To love yourself

Posted on 28 February 2010 by Mamdooh

Why do I see raised eyebrows? yes, love yourself and the rest will follow. Just like respect, when you respect yourself people in turn respect you, who ever saw a shaken personality being respected by the community? so what about love? is it to hard for you to love yourself unconditionally? irrelevant of your surroundings and social or marital status, trust me on this, just like you trust using sunscreen.

When you love yourself, you sleep light at night, when you are taken for a ride or granted, you sleep with a full stomach and you know what that feels like! Loving yourself includes many aspects and rituals during your waking hours, such as;

The People in your life: Surround yourself with the people that are genuine and love you for you, not for material or privileges yo have, once your possessions leave, they will be out of your life in a heartbeat. Find people that make you smile, laugh, think, challenge you, understand your point of view, argue with you, share some of your tastes in life, care for you, adore your cute little nothings, pick you up, lift you to higher grounds. Delete all else.

The Music you listen to: Stop being someone else, listen to what you want, enjoy it, dance to it, memorize it, cherish the memories, its yourself that is enjoying it, not someone else’s ears, they belong to you. Buy or rip off the music you want to hear, share some, and listen to all your favorite ones most of the time, if they like it OK, if not, so what! Speak up and share your love for your music, love it and spell it out, make them know, who said their taste was better than yours? yours Rocks! you have unique tastes, they live as cats,copy cats. You are original, originality drips from you, they walk in your footsteps, without you knowing, you rule the scene.

What you look like: I always believe that people who love themselves always have unique taste, they stand out from the crowd, even if they are wearing the same brand and design, they simply make you look, they make things look better, so do you! Never doubt your looks, you were made to look good, actually to look fabulous, so go ahead and show off, let them envy your every move, your every attention to detail, your own twists to conventional looks, I told you before, you Rock! You know it and I know it, when you wear those old ragged jeans and worn out shirt, you still look like a million bucks, but playing it low profile, wow!

Your self esteem: Blow your own horn as you go along, tell people of your dreams and ambitions, your desires, your ideas, spell it out, and watch them raise your status to magnifique! your self esteem is directly in proportion with your love for your self being, your character, your beliefs, your ideology, your wonderful personality, you paint what you want to look like eventually, unless you want to be part of the crowd and not that portrait at the louvre’. When you do paint your own portrait use vibrant cheerful powerful colors that reflect your personality and powers you posses in you, go ahead and make a splash!

How can you love someone more than yourself before loving you, the source of the love, don’t argue silly arguments with me on this subject, imagine a loving person loving someone, now imagine a person that hates himself loving the same person? you get my drift, now go along and drift some more…

I love me, and eventually people will love me for me, not for what I have, not what I can do, not the powers I may posses, not even my thinking, its a combo if you may, that makes me, and if I don’t love me, you guessed it, they wont consider me for love, unless they can’t see it till its too late, so when I say  I love me, understand me.

To know me is to love me, was made for you & me, so lets all fall in love with the most important person that me and you know, you & me, love knows no boundaries, including your inner self, so go ahead and fill that space with some more love potion.

mamdooh.alradadi

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Learning by walking around

Posted on 27 February 2010 by Mamdooh

I never knew that you can learn so much just by wondering around places, seeing and watching different faces and looking at past traces of lost civilizations. It is astonishing just another place to the naked eye, yet so full of wisdom to the person who really looks.You know the saying about living and learning, well if you live long enough you know more than the rest, yet many live longer years and end up empty, as the source of their education was conventional, the ones that really make a difference and leave traces when they leave this earth of ours, are the wonderers, the people that insist on knowing more through interactions and observing their surroundings and other creatures.

Children: Watching young children play was always useful in understanding things I could not figure out, they play and run wildly until they get tired, we train and force ourself to gyms. When left alone, they hide nothing, they cry when they want to, we hide it until it kills us, they laugh at anything and we pretend to be grownups, they are naughty by nature, yet innocent little creatures, we fake it and break it and hide nasty intentions, they call you by your first name, we make them call us uncle and sir and Mrs., what for? They love chocolate for its yummy taste, we avoid it for its nasty side effects without knowing its wonderful feeling booster. I learn daily from children, they are my real idol, they rock my world. The best areas to see them in action is at school playgrounds, in family settings trying to free themselves from the family slavery, malls, airplanes, supermarkets, and the number one area in my opinion when they first enter a large toy store, they get caught up with the wonderful colors and how they will convince you to move in and live here!

Women: Watching women interact together is a whole new ball game to many, they assume that they understand them, yet no man can stand in a football pitch and say he finally found the true meaning of a woman  to the crowd. The delicacy and mere inner components of such a creature are a mystery, and are always sweet, no matter what you say about them , they remain our poets favorite subject, they remain the completing piece of puzzle to this wonderful life.They are your mother, your sister, your daughter, your lover, they surround you with their love and caring, they teach you how to be soft inside, when the world makes you tough. They love to have fun, just like us men, they are mostly misunderstood, they have been trying to prove themselves for centuries now, their time has come to take the reigns of power, the time is now. I could never get enough of their intellect, beauty, sexiness, love, tenderness, thinking, sweetness, rudeness when needed, the way they simply make you forgive them with a cute look, its all it takes to lose a battle. Watch when they want something, watch when they become eager beavers, like a black widow spider luring you to their web and sucking the living daylights out of you, lol. Looking on their bright side, they can make black look white and pave your stones with diamonds and rubies, delicately caress your pain away, slowly yet surely completing you. I need more space for women, I must move on.. Great places to watch females in action are boutique shops, malls, supermarkets and in business settings, actually everywhere there are females they are great to watch ;-)

Men: They are surely obsessed with their testosterone levels injected with a big ego shot. Men among men are a different animal, they test waters continuously to see who is bigger, better, faster, richer, more clever, and in the end, they find that the race was with themselves, so they become friends. With women they change like chameleons, even the fine examples have this soft spot for a female, even if she was out to get his neck, he would deliver it on a silver plate and after He’s history, wonders what went wrong? Please note the men have a naturally strong feature build, yet if you had a special X-Ray machine to check them out, you would find small boys hiding underneath that masculine body. They love and care, protect and share, hunt and dump, just like females, they also cry. My favorite watching areas for men are hotel lobbies, coffee shops and malls, business areas where they are all important, and for that extra special feature presentation check them out at night spots.

Earth: When you take a walk in a park or by the sea or even in a metropolitan area, look at your surroundings, study them, watch how they function together in perfect harmony, any imperfections to the general system are weeded out, its amazing. The different shades of green amaze me, the different aromas that descend from flowers and trees, woods and jungles, farms and spas, seas and rivers, waterfalls and volcanoes, natural springs and swimming pools. The sounds that things make when you step on them, the crackles, the pops, the twists, the very actions and disformations they adjust to. The sights of stars at night, and sunshine rays on rainbows, the full moon above and its reflections on an empty desert strip with the ocean in the horizon. Going under water is a whole new world, each movement precisely triggered by some great force from above, each fish has a parent, each shell fish has a destiny, each whale will travel thousands of miles to mate, each dolphin jumps out of the water in splendid grace. Sharks know they rule and have the powers to prove it, shrimps are someone’s food like many other sea life form, to know what Im talking about take a swim one day and look below you, what a sight.

Sounds: The music over the centuries that man has made is simply a wonder in itself, nothing can demonstrate mankind’s genius like music, think about it, out of nothing, you get these rhythms you dance to or memorize the lyrics to complete the joy. Like circles in the sand going round and round, magnificent artist keep grabbing us by the ear, each person develops tastes to other peoples making and suddenly he is a fan forever. The sound of all the different creatures, the sounds we make when uncomfortable, when in pain, when in distress, the baby cries, the animals purrs and growls, the rains drops on your head, the sound of your hungry stomach, the sound of my computer keyboard, the sound a car makes, the heartbeats, the sound of music.

Smells: Your nose has great capabilities in identifying and familiarizing itself with all the different smells around us. Smell this; A new french perfume on your skin, the smell of garbage at a dumpster, the smell of a baby, the smell of a man, the scent of a woman, a teenagers socks after a day out at school and the mall, the smell of freshly cleaned clothes soaked in comfort, the aroma of hot bread out of an oven, the smell of a new car, the smell of burning rubber, the smell of an airport, the stink of a skunk, the smell of autumn, what about the food you eat, the pizza, the lasagna, the rice, the stinky sushi that you still adore, the indian cuisine, the spanish, the Thai, the French, its all good, now I’m hungry, damn it!

Feel: What does it feel like when you get hurt, no one actually touched you? but you felt it, now what does it feel like to touch a kiwi, a watermelon, a cat, a dog, a couch? Every thing has a certain feel to it, what about the feel of your daughters hair, your hair, your skin, her skin, his skin, his beard, her back, what does your bed feel like? how do you like the feeling you get when you touch a flower? how bad does it hurt when a thorn makes you bleed? how does your palm feel? what about the other side? are they the same? how does baby oil on your skin make you feel after a hot shower? what good does a massage do you? how does her body feel next to yours? how does it feel closer? what does a punch in the eye feel like? is it the same feeling you get when you touch a slimy snail and a soft cuddly teddy bear? what about diamonds, rubber, the mouse you use daily, the carpet or marble under you, does it feel the same barefoot, how does walking on the sand make you feel, is it the same as walking on ice? feelings.

All you have to do, is to take it in slow, its so much fun when you understand where to get a proper Fun & Interesting education.

mamdooh.alradadi

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He said, She said..(Please tell me the truth)

Posted on 26 February 2010 by Mamdooh

He: HI honey how was your day?

She: Well it was OK I can say, not too great though.

He: Why baby, you just got promoted last week to regional manager, and the challenges were more, you love that don’t you?

She: its not that, its…

He: Yes?

She: Its about me and you, I think we should schedule a nice long talk soon.

He: Now. What is on your mind honey? please let me know, I know I have been traveling too much lately, but I do miss you, you know that.

She: Yes…but..

He: Talk baby, what’s bothering you, I insist to know it all, just let it out.

She: Are you sure you want to know everything? I mean all the issues and things, now? today?

He: OK this sounds serious, please stop it and tell me.

She: Only if you insist, and will try to understand my point.

He: Sure.

She: There’s another man in my life, actually many more men in my life. I tried to find what I was looking for, and now there is someone who wants me for who I am, wants to be with me forever, sorry, but I share feelings for him, and I want a divorce as soon as possible. Do not worry about our three children, we are both grown ups, and we can handle it. Please understand where I’m coming from.

He: Silence.

She: Please don’t do that, talk to me, you always stay quite when I say something, always have neglected my thoughts and feelings, you always do this,I hate it, over the last 5 years you have been only nice to me, never for me, never close to me, all gone with the wind.

He: More silence, slight redness to the face. Temperature & pressure rising. Steam off.

She: Come on! say something! I need to know anything, talk to me.

He: And…what else?

She: What do you mean what else? much more… If you insist since its our last confrontation… All my travels were with boyfriends, I told the world I was divorced, I respected who you were and they never knew you..

He: Haahaaahahaaaaaaaaaa thank you!

She: There goes that sarcastic tone of yours again! And most of the times we never slept together I was afraid you might catch something, as I had many mild infections, but that’s too much details for you, sorry.

He: Thank you again, I am astonished at your classy manners and well being, your bringing up was of the finest high class standards we all dream of having, continue darling, please continue… I am intrigued..

She: Sarcasm will get you no where! And don’t you dare talk about my family! you know who they are and what they can do to you, unlike people I know..

He: Well honey, I have something to tell you too.

She: What now? you wanna divorce me? I asked for it anyway, what you are shocked at he news? what? what?

He: I have a wife and a kid, I do not have any girlfriends, I do not sleep with you because you don’t want me to, thats all no diseases, I respect your family, but disagree with their product that’s all, I never stopped loving you, I gave you my full respect and believed in you, I tried many times to warn you of your friends and lifestyle, I made myself so I know the pitfalls of this life we live, I never inherited anything, I worked hard to make us happy, now its someone else’s fate to be happy with me. In my attempt to watch over you for safety reasons, I stumbled upon your escapades and was devastated years ago, if you remember I took a long 30 day vacation to our Island beach house, but that was ages ago, I have been asked to get rid of you, but I couldn’t, you were the world to me, I trusted you unconditionally, now I can’t, sorry, but I have learnt that we need to move on, you chose to move on today, I have moved on 3 years ago darling.

She: On her knees fainting, disillusioned, confused, petrified, stabbed in the heart.

He: I have all arrangements in place for you and my children, my lawyers have taken all actions, you took so long to come out of your closet. Oh! and my wife says I need to stand by your side till you get better, I think you know her, your best friend Sheila, the one that always warned you about what you were doing, but you told her to get a life…she took your advice.

They say the truth is best unsaid…is it?

mamdooh.alradadi

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What ifs…?

Posted on 25 February 2010 by Mamdooh

What if you were passing an old lady crossing the street you actually never stopped to let her pass, what kind of impression would you leave on the poor old ladies soul? now imagine you did stop.

  • What if when your child is talking to you you are thinking about your busy schedule and other life matters, is that what really matters when these moments will be lost forever, now imagine you did give them your full attention, the kind of attention you give your lousy boss or president.
  • What if you bump into an old friend and you only comment on how awful they look after all these years, did you think you left a positive impact only because they were nice and laughed at your comment, what if you complimented the nicer things in them or the special occasion of meeting after all these years?
  • What if someone was crying their heart out to you and you slightly showed no interest, instead of giving them the support they once gave you?you must be special for them to come to you, think about that.
  • What if you slowed down a bit and looked at the beauty that surrounds you, what if you actually took a nice long breather and inhaled those roses, tried to figure out the kind of coffee you sip, thanked the waiter by his name, and when you return remember his name and compliment them, sometimes its all they need to get through the week.
  • What if someone passed you suddenly in their car and you gave them a finger or two, how would that make the matter better? now imagine you smiled, then I can imagine you a happy person who caught two birds with one stone, you made him confused, and you were still in a happy mood.
  • What if your parents were all rough and tough on you when you were a child, what if they never learned how to raise a child and you hate them for it till this day, did you forget the mere fact that what goes around comes around, and you soon will be a mother, and I guess you will just smile when you are treated bad. Forgiving people is the way to live, you can never know if you have a second chance when you come to your senses.
  • What if a young junior at work comes to you for help and you shoo him off complaining about your priorities, how long do you think it will be when he will never come to you for help when in need? Helping people when you are up will really help you on your slips down one day.
  • What if on a plane you see a couple sitting in front of you with three children and one of them will not stop crying, you know that annoying cry, not the continuous one, and you get up and tel them to sush the baby its a 6 hour flight to London, how do you think they will feel towards you? now imagine you considered its only 6 hours from your life, you can manage with an ipod, an ear plug, a mental block and leave them alone with their crying baby.
  • What if your maid made a mistake and broke a plate and you verbally abused her, deducted the plate cost from her low salary and sent her to her room, how would she feel towards you? now imagine what a nice talk about the issue would be like in her mind, just because you pay her salary doesn’t mean you can treat her bad and think the universe will not pay you back sooner or later.
  • What is you take peoples feelings lightly and hurt them, instead of be yourself and either make it happen or move on? Now imagine your heart being broken by a serial dating machine in the name of love.
  • What if all the people you meet today and tomorrow feel better because of your wonderful cheerful smiles you send their way, how would they feel when you either look away when you have eye contact, or totally ignore them, or even give them that old western cowboy “ Whatcyou lookin at stranger?” smile.
  • What if the what ifs are answered and not put on hold, they only add up, take action and look your what ifs in the face and ace the test of time, everytime, for a better time ;-)
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Free soul running

Posted on 24 February 2010 by Mamdooh

Go ahead and take that leap into the 1000 ft. drop and make a splash! Stop following and follow your heart, follow those childish boyish acts of innocence, jump! Its funny what funny can do to you, smile! do you hear that beat in your head that makes you wanna dance, dance!

Nothing beats like your heart beats jumping in joy and happiness, cherish every beat if you can, if not catch the rhythm and record it for those down days, but do stay tuned. Hard becomes the new easy when you smile back in the face of uncertainty, for only you know its time for change, change is good, change is critical to move out into another box, paint your box with lots of sunshine, rainbows and smily faces.

Each corner we take, each bend in the road leads somewhere, each bump, hick-up is nothing but a temporary glitch, find the new update and restart now, not later. Some habits are hard to break, admitting you have a bad one is half the solution. Respect yourself in order for people to respect you back, go ahead and hug yourself and say I love me( say it!).

Gifts and surprises are not seeked for their monetary values as you know, cherish your gifts, for you have many.Most of our gifts we know, but take for granted, some we don’t even know until they are gone, make good use of your gifts.Find inner peace first, then seek world peace, relax, take it one step at a time.

People you meet daily are precious gems awaiting your arrival, each one comes with its own hidden secrets and magic, each one has in them energy and wisdom for you to gain, embrace knowledge through people. Respect individuals for their true person, not their title or what they do in life for a living, be equal and see the beauty. Listen twice as much as you talk, the evidence we have is two ears and one mouth, that seems to sound right.

Opposites attract, watch out for what you attract, the attraction factor multiplies when you are attracted to your weaknesses, seek what you really want, and you shall be rewarded. Stay free spirited, look everywhere, keep your options open, and open your arms as wide as you can when you find your happiness. Give everyone a chance or two, in turn they might do the same, if not you know that you tried your luck, for the harder you work, the luckier you get.

If you see someone you like, imagine your life video playing with them in the scene, how do you feel, do you get goose bumps, or the measles? If you find that you need them to join a part of your journey, or all the way to the end, then what are you waiting for? Kiss them without them expecting it, hug them, touch them, send your signals and await the reply. Watch them eat their meal and enjoy the sight, look for signs of cuteness and simplicity, what do you think?

Small talk is big talk where I come from, sometimes the messages inside small talk are more important than heavily revised How to guides, small talk your way into their way. Look them in the eyes, look away and wonder what it would be like when you can catch their breath. I could imagine me and you, you and me, together, having fun, discovering each other from another angle, playing to each others tunes, romancing the moments. Turn up the volume, hone in to their frequency and listen in, do you like what you hear, go for it.

Run fast or slow, but do run, run in any way or form you prefer, feel the wind in your hair, feel your heart beats adapting to your wild spirit, your spirit needs training every once in a while, run free, follow through and see what happens, but don’t stay motionless.

Why do I feel I want to dance with you? why do I feel I will? why do I want to take you away for a while? Why not? our moves remind me of chess, someone will eventually win, be it mastery or the other someone gets fed up and calls it quits and gives in, I love your moves. I know what will happen, my little genie friend told me, he says me and you will move it up a notch, and we do like each other, we weigh options wisely and sometimes haphazardly, but we do calculate outcomes. I always hated math! you do the math.

Please excuse me for changing the subject, it was my free soul running wild on me again ;-)

The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life. And the body is born young and grows old. That is life’s tragedy.

Oscar Wilde- from A Woman of No Importance, 1894

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What a Marriage!

Posted on 02 February 2010 by Mamdooh

She accepted with a look of confusion on her face. She was not sure what she wanted. She was not about to refuse her fathers request. She was a bright one, the future lay ahead of her. She was her mothers pride and joy. Her friends loved her. They were all dreamers and believers in the wonderful world we live in. They jumped in joy and laughter. They played and played some more. She looks in the mirror to see her pretty face. She is faking a smile. She is happy and all her body is in stun mode. She loves her parents. She loves her older brothers. She really loves them. She loves them to death. She was a silent and lovely lolita. Her smiles light up their modest home. She was a happy go lucky girl. She knew she loved him. For he was her man, he was her brave defender, he was her soldier and warrior to the outside world, he was everything she ever wanted, she would confide in him, she would follow him to the moon and back, he would never harm her, he would always put her ahead of his desires and needs, he would laugh and play with her, he was her father.

She looks one more time in the mirror, her reflections confirm her beauty and disillusion her focus, she is confused. She awaits her magical moment as they say, she wants happiness to fill the world, she will be the proud daughter that her family adores and loves. She will be the talk of the town they told her, they never mentioned that the newspapers would carry her story, they never mentioned the other channels of human communication she was heading for.

Her knight in shining armor arrives with an upbeat of her heart. She is ready for him, or is she? he arrives and before him their modest home is filled with goodies that all her family likes, cars are only part of the gifts, for her brothers and father, she has caused them all to smile, happiness was her middle name.

The groom in shining clothes arrives and the ceremony is on. The long yards of food fill the empty space, enough to feed 500 people, yet only 10 are there. She steals a peak through the crack in the door, there he is talking to her father, there he is shaking hands to her title, for today she is his, from today the ownership moves from father to husband, the price is paid in full, she is finally his. This groom is not in love with this bride, it is only marriage, sick style! He has taken his prize for having money, he could afford her, he bought her, her father sold her, she paid the price in full, with a sweet naive smile, she smiled and I damned the people involved in such murders of gentle souls and spirits.

My anger is not from the fact that her husband is 80 years old, my total disgust and sadness strikes me deep when you know that the bride was 12.

The girls mother was divorced and wanted an end to her evil selfish son of a cow father who sold his little child for money, she was 12! only 12, not 21….12 the devil. She was a baby in any families eyes, a cute little girl, he was only 60 he claimed in court, wow! if I could only hang him from his feet upside down and show him off in some deserted area with a big neon sign that spells “ Deadly & Insane Child abuser” beside him I would have the father, the guy that married them and the witnesses including the guests.

The sad thing is the girl refused to get a divorce, for it was her fathers happiness she was after, the poor soul.

p.s. The above story is a based on a true story, ongoing as I type, it sadly takes place in my country, I hope it is escalated and magnified to put an end to this sick practice involving innocent young angels, in the end all angels win, devils fail and fall.

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U R what U drive-part 1

Posted on 21 January 2010 by Mamdooh

6a00d83451d69069e200e5526c0a148833-800wiYou do know that cars tend to reflect a certain personality, and eventually you end up buying the personality that replicates your lifestyle, your way of doing things, your ideals, an extension to your dreams, your choice means something.

I have been a fan of cars for more than 30 years, give or take a decade. Ever since I saw or knew what a car was, it was love at first sight. Cars have been on my attention span longer than anything I can remember. They say to be an expert at something you need 7 years, I guess I know a thing or two.

At the age of 17 I was driving a Nissan 280ZX brand new in manual, while I could only drive automatic! A year or so later I was asked by a friend what do you think of a bentley I want to buy one from London? I said buy a Ferrari, he bought the Bentley at age 16. At that young age i knew that people are what they drive.

Driving, watching, even washing cars for a living and reading thousands of reports on all makes and models from the 60’s to this day has given me a kind of 360 degree into the auto field and its progress over the years. It is possible to pick a car from history and say this is the companies next big hit, like the bug for instance at VW, the 350Z at Nissan, the Phantom & Maybach from Rolls Royce & Mercedes Benz respectively.

Over the years a certain consumer and branding sense has evolved into what each car is telling the world. Each car has a story to tell, and when you buy it, you become part of it. And if you dig deeper into what I am saying, you will find out that this is the simple case and idea behind every car.

From the thousands of advertisements and branding campaigns, from all the stuff I have read, from all the programs, magazines, and personal experience and driving quite a few, I give you today a quick and fast analysis of as much cars as possible for this tight space and what each one is saying. The cars should cover as much demographic scale as possible and not all makes are here, but it should give you an idea, and if you mix and match you would get better results.

First: The categories/segments/sizes in the market today are basically the following:

Economy, mid size sedans, full size sedans, SUV’s, sport/coupe, and recently crossovers like the BMW X6 model and the new Cadillac SRX. My breakdown is a bit different, I use my own methodology and naming to make things easier to digest and analyze the drivers behind each wheel.

Blend in: Driver wants or is/has; Quality driven. Check in a pocket. I’m here until I can buy another better expensive car. Wants more for less. Rising star status. Loves change. Cars like: Toyota, Nissan’s,Hyundai & Mazda.

ADC-Americas Dream Club: Driver wants or is/has:Believes in the good old days. Belongs to a large group of free spirit people. Sprit & dream driven. Pushes on through. Outgoing & daring soul.Bang for buck. Cars like the Chevy’s, Cadillac’s, Fords, other GM & Chrysler & Dodge.

I deserve the best: Driver wants or is/has:Success. HIghest engineering standards & quality. Precise & clear. Know what they want. Loves the social status. Competitive spirit. Cars like the German’s, BMW, Mercedes Benz, Audi basically, VW is somewhere else.

Its my life!: Driver wants or is/has: I like me. yes! I’m different & unique. Does not like to taken as just another face. A flair for passion to a certain country. I drive my beliefs & views. Here you find the VW’s, Citroen, Volvo, Renault & Alfa Romeo.

Richie Rich status: Driver wants or is/has: I’m rich and you better know it. Yes my car costs as much as your dream.My other car is a place in Monaco bumper sticker. I love life to the max. Only the best of the best surrounds me. Status king. Man made wonders include Bentley,Jaguar, Aston Martin, Phantom, Maybach.

Exotica: Driver wants or is/has: Exotic kiwi status. Screams Made it!. Important playful person.Look at me little girls & boys love me as well as their envious parents. Loves art. Has a passion for passion itself. Flamboyant personality. Masterpieces include Buggati, Maserati, Ferrari, Porsche, Lamborghini and few more.

Go anywhere anytime: Driver wants or is/has: Move out of my way all over his face. No obstacles stand in my way and where I want to go or do. I am free. Demands to be many people in one body. Hates bullies. The big boys include all your Jeeps, Range Rover’s, Nissan Patrol, Toyota Land Cruisers and Hummers, BMW X6 & Porsche Cayenne, Mercedes lineup and others.

The fast & Furious Young: Driver wants or is/has: Freedom. Energy.Can do attitude. Daring. Does not mind what people think. Expresses oneself in fashion. Fast and lets do it attitude. Very playful. They include:Audi, Porsche, Ferrari, Lamborghini, BMW and Nissan’s GTR and 350Z, Chevy’s new Retro Camaro, Mustang and a few others from new competition.

Bonus: Some drivers have allies and enemies by default. For instance the Nissan drivers look down on the Toyota ones, only because their machines are made for real drivers, the Toyota drivers are a bit on the shy side of life in this case, they blend in with other cars, nissan do not, the scream in your face design & power.

This will also move into supporting football teams, by the very detailed analysis of several segments of team rivals you find that the segments still stand solid, meaning the Nissan drivers if in a car fan club will by default fall into the same teams supporting! this is a pure personal wild call without any supporting data only personal views and asking hundreds of questions to a vast majority of people.

mamdooh.alradadi
me@mamdoohalradadi.com

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Silence!

Posted on 16 January 2010 by Mamdooh

Enjoy_the_Silence_by_WickedNoxThe noise, the movement, the speed, the survival, the routines, the must do’s, the must not’s, the action, the competition, the money, the greed, the need, the faces, the fakes, the nosey, the brilliant, the magnificent, the dull, the wonderful, the sexy, the challenges, the race, the heat, the shivers down your spine, the pollution.

Press mute.

Love it, feel and breath that in. Its called silence, nothing but you and the surround system in your head. The little voices, the peace, the smooth slow motion action, its soothing and comforting, just like southern fried chicken. Relax those overworked sensors all over you, take a break, take a pause, silence.

Its good every once in a while to get away into your own contained world, when you do this, you get the chance to go back and forth to see what and where you stand in the today. People will not let you practice this amazing mute button we have, force it. Imagine your on a beach and are slowly getting further from shore into the skies above with a half hour parasailing joy ride. As you rise, the volume goes lower.

Nothing but the sound of distant seagulls and wind, silence.

We deprive ourselves of the simplest pleasures and rejuvenating experiences we can have anytime and wait till vacation time. You can do it now, silence. There are many additions to this mute button once you get used to it. You can start to mute the thoughts and ideas in your head, let the fun ones at the beach or on holiday rule your thinking cap for a few moments. Nice smile you got there! Hold it, and every once in a while, silence.

Take yourself on a long drive in a top down ride on any open highway. Let the wind and the sounds of the long road ahead wipe out all that tension building up, relax, breath it all in, close your eyes, its ok the car is on auto drive, to relieve your drive. You wish sometimes to place your finger on that chatter boxes mouth and go “shhhhh” don’t bring what your partner threw on you round here friend. Silence.

Soft music playing in the background, a mix of waves and a spanish guitar would brush away the mighty pollution we live in, people tend to go into pollute overdrive if you give them a chance. it comes in 3 sizes: Small, Medium and extremely heavy doses of social blah blah. Silence.

I seem to be taken as a person on the rude side of manners in some areas. Those areas include personal space and me time, call me selfish, guilty as jack the Ripper, silence.

Being able to read people is an art, you can’t expect to excel and thrive in a world of rising competition and changing attitudes while staying illiterate. You need to speak the lingo to be understood and accepted, silence is a good start. People should be polite to the polite, what happens is politeness is greeted with more aggressive space invasions and reckless manners. Oh how I sometimes miss silence.

You don’t have to travel to the furthest tropical paradise to find peace. You can find it in your living room, your car, your shower, your space, your time.

And now its time to place a finger on my fingers and go”shhhhh” Good night everyone.

mamdooh.alradadi/ me@mamdohalradadi.com


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18 till I die

Posted on 14 January 2010 by Mamdooh

60350286My inner fight between my child & man has been the longest in my history. Ever since I said goodbye to 18 I felt my ships anchors setting this date as our final destination in numbers and underlying meanings and powers. I did luckily move one to older years, yet each decade I was reminded of my center of gravity year, 18.

We tend to grow up on the outside and keep what we like over the years intact. So if you liked to laugh and just hang out at malls, you keep that throughout the years. If you liked your crazy dress code, you also seem to keep that when you are in new worlds, far away from your day to day shell.Why not make things easy? stay as you are, but make sure your not looking to teenage like, cause its a kind of ugly sight.

Let your spirit guide you into your comfortable lifestyle irrelevant of your age group and what they think. There are many schools in life, some go by the book, some deviate, some make their own rules as they go along, interesting.

I like 18. Think about that age, and if your 18 now, ENJOY! every minute of it. You see your not a kid anymore, not a teen either, and not even man enough, you think you are, but sorry not yet. A girl is not her daddy’s girl to the point, not a teen, a more sophisticated teen adult you can say, she is more clever and wiser than the male counterpart at this age. Both sexes enjoy unlimited possibilities and overview’s its a start for a whole new life!

Everything can be done, I have the time and energy levels they say. I can play, fail, try and make mistakes and get away with it, I have so much space to do whatever without those adult responsibilities and double standards they live. So what can we learn from this?

I know what i want to do, do and act like an 18 year old as much as I can stretch it. I mean what’s the use of acting like an 18 year old when pulled over by the police for speeding? might as well utilize my white hairs and serious looks( when needed only), it always works, and I love it when the police man calls me Mr.,Uncle or Sir or ustaz mamdooh, it so funny you see to an 18 year old! it is, really.

I have come to a level where if I go down any lower in age attitude I could be stamped  with “ MAD COW DISEASE PATIENT”. But you know what? where’s the beauty of not testing yourself?

I would love to do the following things and see the looks on the senior peoples faces:

  • In the middle of a serious meeting where a decision can’t be made, I jump on the table and belly dance for 3 minutes and then change and then sit down and put some heavy beats from jamaica and pretend they don’t exist and sway my head from side to side bob marley style.
  • When in an interview I would ask the interviewer some wicked questions like” do you like lollypops? cherry or strawberry? come on you can tell me?” or “ do you mind if I have my lunch now, Im running late and need the nourishment, besides, its only a KFC chicken bucket, want some?”
  • Take a flight from Jeddah to London first class in drop down butt revealing jeans, a tank top with holes in it to show that i don’t care, some old dirty puma’s, a back pack full of laptops and music gear, and take out a MCDONALDS meal and place it in front of me and ask for extra ketchup. I think I already do that ?
  • In an Economic forum I would love to walk on stage in front of the people ask a question to one of the lecturers and then moonwalk off the stage!

All these and much more examples show you that being young all the time ensures a heavy doses of good old giggles and laughs. Young ones don’t complicate things, they go for it. Young ones laugh for no reason at all, adults find time to laugh.The wild ones party by nature, adults try to perfect the scene, and always end up not satisfied.

Adults are getting us further and further away from our real self. We miss our old times for a reason, we were young at heart, so here’s my message to you: Stay young at heart.

My inner fight between my child & man continues as the child refuses to let go! I guess that’s the best way to die young”- mamdooh.alradadi

me@mamdoohalradadi.com

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