February 25, 2008
Every call to prayer the men of my neighborhood head to the mosque at the end of the street. After they are done I always see them walking back together in their crisp white robes and perfect ghetras. You hear them laughing quietly and discussing random things. Some of the neighborhood kids run up to them for hugs and kisses.
They look so peaceful, so serene, and I always think THATS my Kuwait. Thats what were about. Thats the way we were, the way we are, and the way we will always be inshallah. One big family.
I love this country, and I love its people.
Every single one of you!
Except waleed 6ab6aba2i, and the segregation people aaand... oh never mind, on this day i love every one!
Allah y7afeth elkuwait oo ahalha min kil shar, wenkoon dayman eed wa7da nakhdem hal arth el6aybah.
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE / NATIONAL DAY!!
Ooo 3ashat lena lekwait lekwaiiiiit o 3ashaw ahalha!!