Ramadan is was here , its amazing indeed how this nice month oasses by so fast ,
by this year alone it already my fifth Ramadan here , things did changes since the last time , for one major change is the presence of two important people , my mother and Yasuko , my mother was here and if I ever had to think about her spending time , time with us here I couldn’t believe it till I actualy get to see it happen , and it did happen , since her visit in the summer time she figured to keep here till Ramadan pass and even when x-mas land all the way till next year , this year .
I cant tell if he really liked here or not , especially when lots of times were spent fighting and arguing , these fights and arguments , seemed to me that they’ve saved for all this time, two years and some months , she felt that there was something wrong about us been here in a time like this , there is no point of money wasting when its gone in an education that wont do any good in a place with no direction or at least for now.
I cant see how, she could summon all these feelings and pass them into a Ramadan , it was a special Ramadan perhaps one of the best in this place , that never have seen lots of interesting things happing in it.He called on me , that night , it was a Friday I think or Thursday either seemed really asserted guy he talked as if he really knows the person talking to ,”natural” , in Arabic and what it seemed an attempt for a genuine Saudi accent those of rhiyda, replied back salam , who is this its haithm , hi haithm how can I help you sir , “nothing really…I think I know you” he said, “ really , do you mind reminding , of yourself please,“---
Now this is a situation Iv been away from some time, and for good reason too, this type of conversations, seems normal in bug cites , very common , and I think with cell phones every where now days you can call on anyone anytime you want , so this guy figured to give a friend he felt he knows , a call , I kept I the conversation short as possible , I was working , and I did feel like talking, having worked here for a year already I tend to understand them very well , hard minded lazy soft people , with good determination some times anyway. I told I’ll call you back please, he agreed at the moment , so there it was,
I called him on the phone , he turned it out in my place,he was convincedof meeting on two places ,with no luck to get me to remebre I kept squeezing no luck again, he felt that I was trying to make a situation into a case , and to tell the truth it was, but like many of our kind or our kid wan-to-be, he didn’t see it that way at all , ok so what ,
"I asked about a kid from saudi, and some Omani kids give your number, it is not big deal right?" , look man as much as much as I see this as a mistake of identity, I dont like your accesnt of fakeing who you really are.
