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Thursday, 21 May 2009
Friday, 1 May 2009
Life
So its the month of May (my birth month)...again. I feel an extreme desire to express all of the above because I only just realised that I've almost completed 23 years on earth. Why am I saying this?
I spent some of Saturday (the 25th of April) evening chatting with a very good friend of mine Halima. We teased and teased each other about when we were gonna get married and who was gonna be a bridesmaid first. She went on about how at 23 (almost) I was getting too old for marriage (in my culture, most girls get married between 18-24). Halima and I have been friends since 1996. We went to the same high school and were room mates in the final year. Since I moved to UK in 2002, we haven't seen much of each other but thank goodness for facebook and co- we keep in touch. She is a very nice girl, born the same year as I but in October.
I teased back, saying she is almost 23 too so its not like she is any better and besides I'm in medical school, which takes ages to complete. I pondered a lot during our chat. Where exactly is my life heading? I know I love make-up and beauty and a lot more but I find myself reading scientific articles day in day out. Her facebook status at the time said ' Sitting and loving every moment of life". I certainly was not (and still not) enjoying every moment of life. My 30-page dissertation is due on Thursday the 5th of May and I'm stressed because the file keeps corrupting!
Halima needed to go so we bid our farewells and she left. I thought what a sweet girl- she hasnt changes one bit since I knew her.
Sunday the 27th of April at 7pm, I logged on to facebook and another ex-classmate of ours came online to chat with me. I almost ignored him because I wanted to get on with my work, but I thought I'll just say hi and let him know that I'm busy. He said 'I've heard some bad news. I'm so sorry". At that point I swear my heart rate went up to 1000 beats/ minute. What on earth could this be?
'Halima was involved in a RTA along with her mum and two siblings. They are no more with us.'
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This guy had to be kidding right? I chatted with her the day before, she was alive and well. At that point in time, I was completely covered in goosebumps, my eyes were heavy with tears I could not see the laptop screen. I had to ring another friend of mine (we were a kind of trio) to confirm. As soon as she picked up the phone, the sound of her voice gave it all away- it was true. Our friend is gone forever.
I keep going on to her facebook and hoping she will come and update her status. I want to dial her number and hear her voice but it hasn't happened...
There are so many posts on her wall now about how we all love her and how precious she is but she will never see them. I wish that when I thought she was such a sweet girl, I actually said it. It was my last chance.
So while I'm deeply grieving and trying to get my work done on time, I thought I should take a moment to really express all those emotions above. It makes me feel better that she was 'loving every moment of life' before she passed on.
If I should pass on today, what will I be remembered for? Good things I hope but everything left unsaid will forever remain unsaid.
I just want everyone who has touched my life in every way, shape or form to know that I love and appreciate you. I am forever full of gratitude for everything that I have seen or heard from anyone- whether you even know me or not, and the moments that I've shared with the people around me.
You're all my blessings.
Stay beautiful...
I spent some of Saturday (the 25th of April) evening chatting with a very good friend of mine Halima. We teased and teased each other about when we were gonna get married and who was gonna be a bridesmaid first. She went on about how at 23 (almost) I was getting too old for marriage (in my culture, most girls get married between 18-24). Halima and I have been friends since 1996. We went to the same high school and were room mates in the final year. Since I moved to UK in 2002, we haven't seen much of each other but thank goodness for facebook and co- we keep in touch. She is a very nice girl, born the same year as I but in October.
I teased back, saying she is almost 23 too so its not like she is any better and besides I'm in medical school, which takes ages to complete. I pondered a lot during our chat. Where exactly is my life heading? I know I love make-up and beauty and a lot more but I find myself reading scientific articles day in day out. Her facebook status at the time said ' Sitting and loving every moment of life". I certainly was not (and still not) enjoying every moment of life. My 30-page dissertation is due on Thursday the 5th of May and I'm stressed because the file keeps corrupting!
Halima needed to go so we bid our farewells and she left. I thought what a sweet girl- she hasnt changes one bit since I knew her.
Sunday the 27th of April at 7pm, I logged on to facebook and another ex-classmate of ours came online to chat with me. I almost ignored him because I wanted to get on with my work, but I thought I'll just say hi and let him know that I'm busy. He said 'I've heard some bad news. I'm so sorry". At that point I swear my heart rate went up to 1000 beats/ minute. What on earth could this be?
'Halima was involved in a RTA along with her mum and two siblings. They are no more with us.'
.
.
.
.
.
.
This guy had to be kidding right? I chatted with her the day before, she was alive and well. At that point in time, I was completely covered in goosebumps, my eyes were heavy with tears I could not see the laptop screen. I had to ring another friend of mine (we were a kind of trio) to confirm. As soon as she picked up the phone, the sound of her voice gave it all away- it was true. Our friend is gone forever.
I keep going on to her facebook and hoping she will come and update her status. I want to dial her number and hear her voice but it hasn't happened...
There are so many posts on her wall now about how we all love her and how precious she is but she will never see them. I wish that when I thought she was such a sweet girl, I actually said it. It was my last chance.
So while I'm deeply grieving and trying to get my work done on time, I thought I should take a moment to really express all those emotions above. It makes me feel better that she was 'loving every moment of life' before she passed on.
If I should pass on today, what will I be remembered for? Good things I hope but everything left unsaid will forever remain unsaid.
I just want everyone who has touched my life in every way, shape or form to know that I love and appreciate you. I am forever full of gratitude for everything that I have seen or heard from anyone- whether you even know me or not, and the moments that I've shared with the people around me.
You're all my blessings.
Stay beautiful...
Saturday, 11 April 2009
Friday, 10 April 2009
Spicy Mussels
Today, we are making spicy mussels. Remember mussels have to be a prepared in a special way from live. If you are not sure, just buy mussels in the shells that have already been prepared.
What you need:
Heat the tomatoes in a saucepan, add the parsley, chilli and spring onions and leave for 5 mins.
Add the coconut milk, lemon juice and demerara/honey (else this will be really sour. The lemon is to reduce that fishy smell!)
Finally add the mussels and the stock cube and let it simmer for about 10 mins.
While that is simmering, get your round plate. Warm the lebanese bread and use it as a base. Add some lettuce leaves to make a bed.
Serve the mussels on the lettuce bed and that's it. This should not take more than 25mins to make and if you did it right, it should be loking like this...
It actually tastes really nice too. I enjoyed making it, even though I had to take the trash out ASAP because of the fish smell! I hope you enjoy making it too.
This is all MizzChievouz's fault. I saw her mussels and I had such a bad craving, I had to have some. Check her blog out, shes gorgeous.
What you need:
- 250g prepared mussels in the shells (i.e boiled, steamed whatever, NOT raw)
- 200g chopped tomatoes
- 200ml coconut milk
- 40g spring onions
- 30g parsley
- 20ml honey (or demerara if you prefer)
- 3 green chillies
- 1 lemon (or lemon juice)
- 1 fish stock cube
- Lebanese bread
- hot house lettuce (or any lettuce you like)
Heat the tomatoes in a saucepan, add the parsley, chilli and spring onions and leave for 5 mins.
Add the coconut milk, lemon juice and demerara/honey (else this will be really sour. The lemon is to reduce that fishy smell!)
Finally add the mussels and the stock cube and let it simmer for about 10 mins.
While that is simmering, get your round plate. Warm the lebanese bread and use it as a base. Add some lettuce leaves to make a bed.
Serve the mussels on the lettuce bed and that's it. This should not take more than 25mins to make and if you did it right, it should be loking like this...
It actually tastes really nice too. I enjoyed making it, even though I had to take the trash out ASAP because of the fish smell! I hope you enjoy making it too.This is all MizzChievouz's fault. I saw her mussels and I had such a bad craving, I had to have some. Check her blog out, shes gorgeous.
Wednesday, 8 April 2009
Urban Decay Cream Eyeshadow
Where to buy:
- Debenhams
- Boots
Colours: Weed (medium green), Asphalt (black), Grass (metallic green), Moonshine (silver), Mushroom (metallic grey), Midnight Rodeo (pink), Delinquent (deep purple), Rehab (taupe), Suburbia (bronze), Whipped (golden peach), Sphynx (icy pink), Radium (metallic blue)
HRP rating:
Comment: Wow HRP definitely loves and recommends this product. I used it in my last face chart as a primer. I'm always one for good make-up but when you really need staying power, this goes a long long way. Use it as a base for another eyeshadow to give that sheen underneath or alone as a shimmery eye shadow. It glides on as a cream and when it dries, it is absolutely crease and smudge free. It really will not budge unless you take it out with a make-up remover. It comes in very delicious colours too. For the price it is definately worth it (+ urban decay is green friendly too:)
Monday, 6 April 2009
Posh Girls are ANTI-ABUSE!
Abuse
As part of the spring cleaning process, my laptop did not get left out. Many photos, documents, random files etc needed trashing. I happened to stumble upon that famous TMZ picture of a battered Rihanna and remembered my extreme annoyance at hearing she had returned to the ****!
Now clearly from my point of view, at this moment, Rihanna is not what I would consider a Royal Poshness, far from it. Oprah gave her very good advice when she said 'If a man hits you once, he will hit you again!'
So what is it that makes women return to the person who almost smashed them to death? Believe it or not, it's the same thing that makes you stay with the one who treats you like a goddess- love. Sometimes I hate love, but you gotta love love. It makes us do very unthinkable things.
I remember seeing a case of domestic violence and severe abuse as a medic and even when this poor girl couldn't speak- she still managed to muffle something like 'I lurf im'. Yes I wanted to beat her some more deep down but being the professional that I am, I tried to put myself in her shoes. These things start very slowly- you upset a guy, he points a finger at you, next thing he pushes you out of the way, next thing he slaps you and then next thing you are dead!
You are probably wondering how some people can allow things to get so far cos if it were you, you'd leave before he even realised it , right? Think again, the problem is that it doesn't happen just like that. I've heard all kinds of excuses because intertwined in all this is emotion. In between those fits of violence, you bought a house together, you have 3 kids and you do not want to go through divorce, he is the best partner ever except when he is angry, the list goes on.
Ladies...STOP!!!
Stop making excuses for any low life who thinks that it is occasionally OK to hit you. It is not OK to hit any woman just because you are stronger and you can (OK she annoyed you too). Everybody annoys everybody- that's life. So everything has to always be good and when it is bad the woman should get beat up?! NO, absolutely not!
The point of this post is to actually alert you to the diverse forms of abuse, which most people do not even realise (not to rant on about hitting women, you can tell that issue is dear to my heart!).
Obviously the first is physical abuse, which I have gone on about. This does not only apply to men you know. It applies to other girls, parents, other relatives, you name it. Abuse is abuse.
Verbal abuse is one which really fascinates me. People think it is OK for someone to lash out when they are angry and call them names. Yeah he was angry and he called me a f*****g slut! No way. Next he will say something like 'you f****** ***** ****** ********* b****! (Yes it's that bad it all had to be censored for the blog).
You need to politely tell them to stop (if you do it, you need to politely tell yourself to stop), else one day in front of some very important people you will be amazed what will come. The other thing is the high voice and the aggression that comes with it. That is just oppression and bullying. Posh girls do not stand for that.
Psychological abuse is the worst form of abuse ever. It inflicts internal wounds. Blackmail is a perfect example of this. 'If you leave me, no one will go out with you cos you are too fat and ugly'. Other things like coercion - 'Better do this cos if you tell no one will believe you'; Humiliation - 'Your GPA is 1' (in public); Intimidation - 'You have to pay the bills because I said so' (says the giant boyfriend); Alienation- 'You can't watch TV with me, you don't belong here' (clearly you do it's your house) etc all belong here.
Spiritual abuse: did I say psychological abuse was the worst? My apologies.
This is the classic 'God said you should turn the other cheek, do not retaliate, vengeance is for the Lord, God said to love everybody including your enemies' Are you getting the vibe here? or 'You know its the right thing to do, how can you live with yourself after leaving him, what will you say to the kids when they grow up and ask you?'
This is all crap crap crap. Crap being using people's spiritual beliefs and virtues to abuse them.
Oh Lord it gets worse. We are unto financial abuse. Has anyone seen that episode of desperate housewives where Orson asks Bree to sell her company? If you have not, go find destiny's child's bills bills bills. Of all the abuses I believe this is the commonest and most difficult to recognise, as well as being notoriously difficult to get out of. There's something about not being able to tell people your man lives off you (by living, I mean buying non-essential things other than food, clothing). When people pile on bills because you pay, that is abuse and this is usually hand in hand with other forms of abuse (especially substances). 'You have to pay the bills or else bla bla bla'...
Lastly is substance abuse. This is a strange kind of abuse because it indirectly involves you. He comes from the bar very drunk, punches you in the face, smashes the house and then the next morning he says he is sorry he was drunk! No we are not having that. It's unnecessary. Any other substance is just as bad- coke, weed, you name it. If it can get the brother into trouble, it can get YOU into trouble as well.
I have tried to use some very obvious examples for all of these just so you can understand how easily abuse can start. I know there are people out there who help their partners go through alcohol abuse and the odd person who stops being abusive after 40 years but I'm targeting you, my royal poshnesses, while its early and you still can, flee from all this drama. You don't need it. Abuse is not a form of love in any way shape or form. Love can be challenging but it doesn't have to hurt...
- to use wrongly or improperly; misuse
- to treat in a harmful, injurious, or offensive way
- to speak insultingly, harshly, and unjustly to or about
- to commit sexual assault upon
- a corrupt or improper practice or custom
As part of the spring cleaning process, my laptop did not get left out. Many photos, documents, random files etc needed trashing. I happened to stumble upon that famous TMZ picture of a battered Rihanna and remembered my extreme annoyance at hearing she had returned to the ****!
Now clearly from my point of view, at this moment, Rihanna is not what I would consider a Royal Poshness, far from it. Oprah gave her very good advice when she said 'If a man hits you once, he will hit you again!'
So what is it that makes women return to the person who almost smashed them to death? Believe it or not, it's the same thing that makes you stay with the one who treats you like a goddess- love. Sometimes I hate love, but you gotta love love. It makes us do very unthinkable things.
I remember seeing a case of domestic violence and severe abuse as a medic and even when this poor girl couldn't speak- she still managed to muffle something like 'I lurf im'. Yes I wanted to beat her some more deep down but being the professional that I am, I tried to put myself in her shoes. These things start very slowly- you upset a guy, he points a finger at you, next thing he pushes you out of the way, next thing he slaps you and then next thing you are dead!
You are probably wondering how some people can allow things to get so far cos if it were you, you'd leave before he even realised it , right? Think again, the problem is that it doesn't happen just like that. I've heard all kinds of excuses because intertwined in all this is emotion. In between those fits of violence, you bought a house together, you have 3 kids and you do not want to go through divorce, he is the best partner ever except when he is angry, the list goes on.
Ladies...STOP!!!Stop making excuses for any low life who thinks that it is occasionally OK to hit you. It is not OK to hit any woman just because you are stronger and you can (OK she annoyed you too). Everybody annoys everybody- that's life. So everything has to always be good and when it is bad the woman should get beat up?! NO, absolutely not!
The point of this post is to actually alert you to the diverse forms of abuse, which most people do not even realise (not to rant on about hitting women, you can tell that issue is dear to my heart!).
Obviously the first is physical abuse, which I have gone on about. This does not only apply to men you know. It applies to other girls, parents, other relatives, you name it. Abuse is abuse.
Verbal abuse is one which really fascinates me. People think it is OK for someone to lash out when they are angry and call them names. Yeah he was angry and he called me a f*****g slut! No way. Next he will say something like 'you f****** ***** ****** ********* b****! (Yes it's that bad it all had to be censored for the blog).
You need to politely tell them to stop (if you do it, you need to politely tell yourself to stop), else one day in front of some very important people you will be amazed what will come. The other thing is the high voice and the aggression that comes with it. That is just oppression and bullying. Posh girls do not stand for that.
Psychological abuse is the worst form of abuse ever. It inflicts internal wounds. Blackmail is a perfect example of this. 'If you leave me, no one will go out with you cos you are too fat and ugly'. Other things like coercion - 'Better do this cos if you tell no one will believe you'; Humiliation - 'Your GPA is 1' (in public); Intimidation - 'You have to pay the bills because I said so' (says the giant boyfriend); Alienation- 'You can't watch TV with me, you don't belong here' (clearly you do it's your house) etc all belong here.
Spiritual abuse: did I say psychological abuse was the worst? My apologies.
This is the classic 'God said you should turn the other cheek, do not retaliate, vengeance is for the Lord, God said to love everybody including your enemies' Are you getting the vibe here? or 'You know its the right thing to do, how can you live with yourself after leaving him, what will you say to the kids when they grow up and ask you?'
This is all crap crap crap. Crap being using people's spiritual beliefs and virtues to abuse them.
Oh Lord it gets worse. We are unto financial abuse. Has anyone seen that episode of desperate housewives where Orson asks Bree to sell her company? If you have not, go find destiny's child's bills bills bills. Of all the abuses I believe this is the commonest and most difficult to recognise, as well as being notoriously difficult to get out of. There's something about not being able to tell people your man lives off you (by living, I mean buying non-essential things other than food, clothing). When people pile on bills because you pay, that is abuse and this is usually hand in hand with other forms of abuse (especially substances). 'You have to pay the bills or else bla bla bla'...
Lastly is substance abuse. This is a strange kind of abuse because it indirectly involves you. He comes from the bar very drunk, punches you in the face, smashes the house and then the next morning he says he is sorry he was drunk! No we are not having that. It's unnecessary. Any other substance is just as bad- coke, weed, you name it. If it can get the brother into trouble, it can get YOU into trouble as well.
I have tried to use some very obvious examples for all of these just so you can understand how easily abuse can start. I know there are people out there who help their partners go through alcohol abuse and the odd person who stops being abusive after 40 years but I'm targeting you, my royal poshnesses, while its early and you still can, flee from all this drama. You don't need it. Abuse is not a form of love in any way shape or form. Love can be challenging but it doesn't have to hurt...
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