Saturday, 29 June 2013

Moment of Realisation

People come and go, time passes, relationships are made and destroyed. One thing is for sure, that although people come and go, once they die, they are not coming back.

This friday was just like any other friday, and to me it was going quite well. We went to the cinema,
met up with some family members, then decided to go out for dinner. Dad realised that the car was running low on gas, so we went to the nearest fuelling station. It was the only one in that area. the line to fill up the car was long. Behind us was a black porsche. when finally it was our turn, it seemed to me that the owner of the porsche car was getting impatient as they cut off other cars and headed to the exit. 3 minutes later, we could hear screaming coming from the behind. Dad got out to see what was going on, and me the person i was simply assumed there was a fight. i wanted to get that fight on tape, so i got out of the car, and saw that a great number of people have gathered around the black porsche that had previously sped out. I started walking toward the car. i can see my dads head behind the car, but i didn't know what was going on. Then i heard a lady screaming! as i got closer i could see it all clearly. a mother and her two daughters where out this friday. one of the daughters lay there on the ground repeatedly vibrating. i had never seem anything like it. the mom was begging any one to help her. fuel station staff members had all left their posts and gone to see what was happening. The mother was begging people to help her, and the other daughter lay there crying. emergency services where notified. for he first time i could clearly see the truth. the lady was calling for help, people around her saw her, but gave her no attention. only a few
had the heart to leave the car and stand by the family till the EMS personal arrived. I just stood their looking at her, her mother begging people to help her and screaming, while her other daughter was sitting by next to her sister sobbing and crying. for the first time, i saw how helpless people are and how no matter what god decides, you many not evade it. around 15 minutes later, i could see the ambulance coming, and to be honest i don't blame them for there tardiness, as traffic in bahrain is on so congested. At that point, people who where honking, stopped, and people who where sitting in the car angry that the fuel station staff were too busy with the lady finally got out of the car and offered to help. EMTs took her away, and we then went on to the restaurant. But after that incident, you can consider my day has ended. I kept remembering the sister calling her father, but he couldn't make it for some reason. I still visualise the way people where sitting in the car, and all they cared about was fuelling the car and leaving. I don't think i will ever get the image of the mom beside her daughter calling her softly and asking her to wake up. I don't know why god decided to do that to them. was it a test? or a punishment? or was it just that bad things happen to good people?... even though I don't know the girl, i still feel so sorry for her. thoughts of me being in the same situation came up and i remembered the day i called 999 and they never came. I never thought a mother could live to see her daughter go from between her hands. no parent should live to see their child die. children should live to barry the parent, that the way life works...

Tuesday, 7 May 2013

STEAL FROM ME ON MY TERRITORY?!

lately with bahrain's growing economy, many Indian expats have moved here, as well as many other multicultural expats. please don't take this the wrong way, but if you experience what i do with these indian workers you would think that what i am doing is perfectly rational.

Arabs
One hard working indian expat in
bahrain that I respect
An indian expat comes to bahrain, he gets a job, home, food, drinks, and anything else he desires. keep in mind many of the bahraini population are unemployed and have problems finding the proper job, as these Insane Indians are given the priority. when i refer to the indians i do not talk about those who work daily making less than minimum wage here in Bahrain, and work 18 hours a day 7 days a week, rather i sympathise with these workers cause they respect you and understand the concept that they are here in my country as guests. 

An arrogant Indian taking the
place of a hard working arab
bahrain's expat population has reached nearly 50% of the whole population. Indians make up the majority. every where in manama, our capital, you can find an indian shop, and the only people you see around you on the streets are the indians! its like Manama has become Mumbai! a couple weeks ago, an indian contractor had offered his contracting skills to expand our family business and build an extra floor on our building. and so, what we did was we gave him the job. Once he received the job, everything went south, where he used crapy material, crapy labour, and did not meet any type of recognised safety standard. YES, the indian tricked us! well it didn't stop there, he went on  taking stuff off the property saying that we gave him the permission to do so. these items were expensive things, all costing more than $3000! he stole from me, and in my own country!

Bahraini who has a degree in marketing.
he has been jobless for 12 years.
Father of  5, now livnig on the streets.
I was shocked, and so was every one else. I threatened to take him to the police for theft, but he didn't care, as he said anyone could have taken an if the objects, due to the fact he failed to secure the site with a security watch man. WELCOME to  the middle east, where we get coned by indians. he comes to my country as a guest but acts as though its his country and I'm the guest. Indians here no longer have any respect for Bahraini natives! not only that but they also steal from us!!!! WTF!! like seriously, this is the free market economy. 

I figure if i go to the United States of America, i would  be beaten up by US passport holders if i was disrespectful and stole from them! All
i ask is of the expat indians to respect me and my country! again I don't say that all indians are like that, rather most are here in bahrain. Don't be fooled by there culture, and the news, they are a group people who leave there country and jump after the money from country to another.

Thus I promiss to make the next indian regret he ever disrespected me or offended my nation.