Sometimes in the year 2000, I was wondering around the Webster Hall it was just after English writing or reading Class.
She was sitting on the floor by the side of the door, black eye small but bright, Hair was black and stirght and short with a slight of brown. “what’s your name ?”, she asked
I adujsted my stand came near her, got next to her sitting tiny healthy body, replied, “you speak good English”, “thank you”, the next thing I can not remember , but I do remember getting invited to her place sometime next week, we did meet briefly from time to time, just like the day, when there was a dinner serving at the Webster hall and I sighted her walking outside and I shouted come here, she came over and the rest I cant remember,
Before coming here, it was rough, hot and bitter, not always like that, but the feelings still flow in me, approaching girls was always a problem either for me, for her, or for both of us and for the “community”, when I met here, although I cant stop, looking, I really felt the inner peace.
Something about this girl just grabs me, not necessary a Japanese thing, Japanese girls are been known in campus to hang around just for the heck of hanging around,
I think personally of the reason of that they don’t have perceive people in the matter of the way we do see girls, we tend in purpose to pick on who we want to have, just for the fact of their outer looks, simple as that, but for us it reasonable enough, if he/she wears and ride fine, then the rest should be the same and by rest it’s the inner self and soul...etc.
My interest in anything Japanese is since childhood, its funny however that mentioning this to a Japanese person normally a male, he/she just don’t really mind it, well this point is understood, but thinking that someone shares someone else pop culture especially that of childhood would be appreciated, for example when I met her, I kept mention Japanese animation that a whole Saudi children well into their 40’s by now, grew to love and really adhere to its messages, one in particular is a cartoon called in Arabic [Adnan wa Lina]. And the romanized name from Japanese is future Boy Conan something like that, this particular cartoon, is really a legend in saudi, people grow up no doubt but that cartoon is just there.
So I mentioned this cartoon, and to my surprise the mild reaction was well. Mild, of course mention a cartoon to an “adult conversation” would seem stupid, but again it was Esl and it was English class, and first time meeting a Japanese person,
thinking about it must the way growing to my 20’s here in the Midwest in which, anything that looks not anything like my self is new, so look into what you have, as a person and try finding what we might have in common other then been humans, and mention it. for them or at least the ones I met , it meant nothing.
Trying to work my way to understand this girl took huge effort, but the result was and still is a love love relationship. I can never say I trusted her motive and, and this could for the main reason of our English barrier, tons of words were either messed part of its meaning or the whole meaning. A problem that still floats till now.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Too Many
They all start at around the same time and finish slightly after each others.
Its like a concert all over town, loud speakers.
When I came back have been used to it while growing up, I found little bit annoying at times, interestingly admitting this, that a microphone is loud from the call to pryer is called apostasy.
I hear them and think they all area competing for Air time, adverting for all to come to their house of Allah and leave everyone else.
When you go inside its little bit difference it is loud but this time there is a touch of voice enhancers to add to the dramatic effect of the reading.
They just got used to it I guess, it must have started sometimes in the fifties, interestingly also no one recalls when it was used nor who was the first to bring it to the houses of god, its never mentioned and when u hear it and see how imams wield it you think the transition was seamless , maybe it was maybe it wasn't and no one knows again, as its brushed off as unimportant. To me I think its the core of the tradition they are trying hard to protect.
Its like a concert all over town, loud speakers.
When I came back have been used to it while growing up, I found little bit annoying at times, interestingly admitting this, that a microphone is loud from the call to pryer is called apostasy.
I hear them and think they all area competing for Air time, adverting for all to come to their house of Allah and leave everyone else.
When you go inside its little bit difference it is loud but this time there is a touch of voice enhancers to add to the dramatic effect of the reading.
They just got used to it I guess, it must have started sometimes in the fifties, interestingly also no one recalls when it was used nor who was the first to bring it to the houses of god, its never mentioned and when u hear it and see how imams wield it you think the transition was seamless , maybe it was maybe it wasn't and no one knows again, as its brushed off as unimportant. To me I think its the core of the tradition they are trying hard to protect.
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