Expats vs Citizens

This is another of the articles that i wrote for the Kuwait Times paper…go here to read it from their website.

http://kuwaittimes.net/read_news.php?newsid=MTI1MDYxNzYxNQ== 

 

 

 

The buildings are taller now, there are more expensive sports cars speeding along the highways, the country has just elected itself another government and new laws will hopefully get implemented. Kuwaitis aren’t necessarily satisfied but they are doing better than they have ever before.Amidst rising living costs, a growing sense of nationalism and xenophobia has begun to make itself known. Foreign nationals in Kuwait, many of whom have spent their lives working and raising families in the country, are beginning to feel that Kuwait’s hospitality is running out. At the same time, Kuwaitis are struggling to adapt to the economic changes in the country.

Kuwaitis account for a meager third of the total population. They come under pressure for jobs in the private sector where expats are willing to work longer hours for lesser wages , which gives them an edge over their Kuwaiti counterparts. “Many private sector firms prefer employing expatriates to have superior productivity,” reports Dr Jasim Ali, in an article for Gulfnews.com. With the kind of social system they have, Kuwaitis cannot afford a lifestyle based on the low wages that expats willingly work fo
r. In other words, they must compete with foreigner for jobs in their own country.

At first Kuwait needed the help of these people who brought new technology and expertise to develop the country. But of late, expats living in Kuwait feel the effects of ‘Kuwaitization’ and are seeing more Kuwaitis resenting the presence of expatriates in the country, in the office and even at the malls.

The Kuwait of today is no longer a speck of desert land on the globe. Instead, it has carved out a distinct identity for itself. Since the first days of the oil boom, workers from many countries have migrated here, the number increasing dramatically in the last few years. The expatriate population jumped from just over a million and a half in 2004 to about 3.4 million in 2008. The extra two million residents have stirred nationalism and wariness among citizens, who like other Gulf citizens are feeling inva
ded by the waves of foreign workers.

The attitude of Kuwait towards us foreigners has changed a lot,” said Thomas, who has worked here since before the 1990 Iraqi invasion. “Before, we were given good wages for our work, and we were valued. Now that a lot more Kuwaiti citizens are educated and ready to work, they’re rethinking the need for as many expats as before.

Foreigners still dominate the private sector while younger, well educated Kuwaitis are returning home to start their own businesses or assume leadership roles in their family firms. The day-to-day duties of most businesses, however, continue to be done by expat workers. The mass influx of foreigners and the growing number of foreigners engaged in illicit activities have triggered new, xenophobic laws. “It is harder now for us here with some of the many new laws. For example, the law which allows expats to
be deported for crossing red signal lights. It is not fair to generalize that expats cause all the traffic problems in the country, argued Huda, an expat in Kuwait. “Strong traffic laws are appreciated, but they should apply to everyone, no matter who they are.

Open hostility to expats is more common too. “Now the xenophobia is more in-your-face. Kuwait is finding it easier to tell us how expendable we are,” said Elizabeth, another longtime employee here. “Where I work, a lot of expats are being fired to make room for Kuwaiti nationals.

Despite what some expats may feel, the government’s program of ‘Kuwaitization’ makes sense for the long term health of the country’s economy. Kuwait’s government cannot continue to employ the growing citizenry in its public sector indefinitely. At some point, the bureaucracy will reach a saturation point and the only option for younger Kuwaitis will be to seek employment in the private sector. The government has already Kuwaitized most ministries and public sector firms in a bid to provide full employment
to its citizenry.

This isn’t good news for foreign nationals, especially those who have spent most of their lives working the tiny oil-rich state. Putting it the Donald Trump way, “somebody will be fired” and unfortunately the ’somebody’ points to them. Not all Kuwaitis resent the role of expatriates in the country. As with many first world cities like London, New York, Hong Kong or Dubai, foreigners make up a significant portion of the society. They also bring with them a wealth of fresh ideas, skill sets, experiences and
talents, helping a developing city or state to tap its human potential more fully.

In my opinion, expats help to diversify my country,” said Tommy, a Kuwaiti who works as a web designer. Pushing out foreigners, or at the least limiting their longer term presence in the country isn’t necessarily a product of xenophobia either. For some it’s a matter of size, geography and plans for the future.

You can’t really blame the Kuwaitis,” explains Sara, a doctor. “It is their country, and they’ll obviously want to look out for their own people. The country is geographically small and it is obvious that seeing so many expats around can unnerve citizens.

But for now and for the foreseeable future, Kuwait still needs expats. “Expat workers are major contributors to the expertise and efficiency of the workforce in Kuwait,” says Sara. Until this changes, expats still have a place in the country.

 

Lost in Translation

The following is my article which appeared in Friday Times last week. go here to read it from the newspaper:http://www.kuwaittimes.net/read_news.php?newsid=MjQ5NTE2MjY5
Learning Arabic is mission impossible for foreign students in Kuwait

Their textbooks are brand-new, with glossy pages and colorful pictures. Another school year  has started, and students earnestly recite their Arabic lessons as their teacher looks on.  For most of these kids, the learning of Arabic will end when the class bell sounds. As they open books for the next class, most will forget much of what they just learned and despite years of Arabic they won’t remember more than a handful of words after they graduate.
Arabic is a required course for most foreign schools in Kuwait. Most expatriate students studying in Kuwait will spend time learning Arabic. Some of them will study the language for several years. Poor teaching methods, outdated and inappropriate textbooks, lack of listening and speaking dialects exercises and little usage in real world application will hinder fluency.
A failure to learn
For non-Kuwaiti students, the ordeal with Arabic begins  as early as second grade. Seven year olds are taught alif, baa, taa - both written and sounds. But as they progress, many students will neglect Arabic homework and classes for what they deem more important subjects like history, math and science. Few students make the leap from knowing the alphabet to building vocabulary to structuring sentences and acquiring conversational skills.
Consequently, students end up being able to read a bit of Arabic, but with a very limited vocabulary and almost no ability to speak or listen and comprehend the language. Many students in Kuwait point to poor textbooks as a main hurdle to Arabic acquisition.
“These textbooks are written with naturally Arabic speaking students in mind,” says Nitya, a high school senior at the Indian Community School. “It does not focus on words and sentence formation which is a crucial step between learning the alphabets and reading.”
Teacher limitations also translate into a failure to learn. Arabic is typically taught by Arab teachers, many of whom have limited English. But in foreign schools, English is the primary language of instruction and few students can communicate with an Arabic-only speaking teacher.
“Arabic classes were better when we had a teacher who could speak English well,” said Melanie, an ex-student of the Senior Girls branch of the Indian Community School. Melanie had an Indian teacher until the fourth grade when an Arab instructor who could barely speak English took over. Kids in the class would repeat what the Arab teacher said but had little clue as to her basic instructions.  Students also mention that Arab teachers especially prone to violent classroom behavior due to an inability to communicate with students.
Teach me, please!
As for teaching methods, students complain that they spend class time in simple recitation. They learn to recite, not to understand. Many students can recite entire lessons without missing a word, but can’t answer simple conversational questions.  Non-Arab students also give little importance to the study of Arabic. Exams are often a group effort, with answers passed around the exam hall.
Muslim students tend to do better and learn more, mostly due to their exposure to Arabic through religious training. Also, in schools where there the student population is a mix of Arabic and other language speaking students,  the situation is slightly better.  Non-Arab boys especially are more likely to pick up Arabic dialects as they interact more frequently with Arab friends and classmates.
“We have two kinds of Arabic books , one for the foreigners and the other for native Arabic speakers. The classes for the former user simplified textbooks with translations,” says Thomas, a student of the Kuwait National English School,. 
Failure to apply
Teachers, on the other hand, argue that non-Arab kids don’t pick up Arabic because they do not interact in the language outside of the one hour in class each day. They say students need to be encouraged to interact more with the Arabic media since it will give them practice and help build vocabulary. Teachers also point out that non-Arab students don’t get the added advantage of learning the language at home from the parents and siblings and thus are more limited.
But when asked, students across the spectrum of foreign schools, say teachers and students relegate require Arabic to the lowest priority.
“They don’t teach us properly in class,” says a student at the Jabriya Indian School. “Exams are a joke where your grade depends on how much your neighbor knows, and to top it all, no one cares!”

 

Catwoman

This is coming a little late, but yesterday i finally saw catwoman. I’ve been hearing a lot of negative reviews about the movie, though every girlfriend who has seen  it seems to think that it might a be a flimmaker’s nightmare, but not a feminist’s.

Over centuries of partriarchy, females have beeen reduced to fighting for equal rights. What catwoman tries to tell is that its about time we overthrow patriarchy. For as long as patriarchy exits, there can be no decent state of existence for women. What i liked about the movie, was that it shows the two sides of the theory. While Halle Berry plays the role of teh shy doormat who becomes cat woman, Sharon Stone plays Laurel, the pitiable figure who symbolises the negative effect of this theory. Laurel lives in total disregard of rules, and authority. She is beautiful, she is powerful, and she is evil. Or is she?

Laurel symbolises what hapens when independence is taken too far. Which should serve as a warning for extremeist feminist who radically plot to take over the world.

On the other side, the movie was very frustrating because most of the time, i had no idea what was going on in catwoman’s head. I couldnt get a feel of what she was thinking, what she was feeling. In the part where she walks home after being reborn, i fet this sense of absolute detachment with the character. The movie aint great,but it inspires thought.

and Hallery Berry looks terrible in the black outfits…..

and the cop guy Tom Lone is hot.

also read The Heretikan on this…she seems to think the same way.

Rainbow on my head!

This might sound insane. Dont judge me.

This looks so tottaly cool!I”m just trying to figure out how many emotions this guy must feeling at the given time!

 

since last december i’ve been thinking about how boring my black hair was. I sure wish i had hair that would change colour according to my emotions. Well, since i’m wishing, i’d like to throw in another wish. I wish my eyes would change colour too according to my emotions

Jus think, this is such a fab idea if peoples heads had colours according to their moods. People would no when exactly their boss was in a happy mood, they would know when I’m angry and leave me alone…they’d know when friends are planing to stab them in teh back, when people are tired etc etc etc….

I’m just thinking we have a colour for most emotions, for  example. (if my wish comes true) - my eyes n hair would go storm grey when i’m in stormy mood, red when i’m most passionate, brown when i’m pensive, blue when i’m happy, green when i’m thinking unpleasant thoughts  (cos i think green is the colour of evil), pink when i’m drunk (cos i luv pink only when i’m drink), yellow when i’m sleepy, black when i’m thinking really deep (when disturbing me would be dangerous to the disturber) etc etc….

I’m not sure this is biologically possible, cos hair color is the result of pigmentation due to the chemicals eumelanin and phaeomelanin. In general, the more melanin present, the darker the hair color; the less melanin, the lighter the hair color. Considerable differences in color and texture exist between individuals of similar ethnicity, and immigration and global travel have greatly increased the diversity of hair characteristics among many countries. A person’s hair color may also change over time and may be more than one color at a time.

So unless we evelove enough for teh chemicals controling emotions to relate to chemicals which control hair colour, (i’m not even gonna talk bout eye color scientifically cos its more complicated), mywish wont come true….

But. I am allowed to hope. wish. and to colour my hair (artificially). Which is why my hair was reddish brown in december, copper brown now, and PURPLE starting tommorow.. .which is what i really wanted to say… I’m doin my hair PURPLE! for good measure, here’s wat it will look like!  purple hair!!

Google goes Black

Someone calculated that if Google had a black screen (taking into account the huge number of pages viewed) “750 mega watts/hour of power per year would be saved”Now Google has created a black version of its search engine with the same functions as the white version, but obviously with lower energy consumption: 
Help spread the word and use: http://www.blackle.com

Though this seems a good  enough thing to do, blackle does not hav all the faciclities that google has interms of separate pages for image search, news search, etc.

Blackle was created by Heap Media to remind us all of the need to take small steps in our everyday lives to save energy. Blackle searches are powered by Google Custom Search.

Blackle saves energy because the screen is predominantly black. “Image displayed is primarily a function of the user’s color settings and desktop graphics, as well as the color and size of open application windows; a given monitor requires more power to display a white (or light) screen than a black (or dark) screen.”

I kind of like it because the black pages look cooler..but i guess that its major weak point is that it does not have categorised searches… (pouts)….

try it…it looks nice nyways..

sandstorm!

this is the first sandstorm i’ve seen in ages…i tried taking pictures n got my phone all dusty so there wont be none of that!

Honestly, i think sandstorms are pretty cool. (hear me out!!) How would you like the idea of opening your door, and seeing a heap(  read LOADS) of sand on your doorstep. You realize that this sand probably came from the bowels of the desert miles and miles away. No! wait! how bout realizing that this bit of sand could be centuries old….that it got shifted from way deep down..what if that that bit of sand once lay under Cleopatra’s feet, or hey! maybe even Moses!! 

I found this pic on google, n i think its hot..so its here. reason enough.

Ok now you’re thinking that i’m getting carried awaay a bit ( like sand in the wind!!yeeeeehaaa!) but that’s just the point!! sandstorms could become a philosophy unto themselves!! Allow me to blah blah.

Sand lies in the desert. A grain of sand alone is not of much use (unless it can find its way into an oyster!), but a sea of sand together is a force to be reckoned with!! (refer The mummy, the mummy returns, Scorpion King, Warriors of Heaven and Earth etc etc etc…). They lie still baking in the sun for centuries, and when the wind comes and calls (getting a tad bit too poetic but hey…!!) they rise and move covering miles, sinking cities, unearthing pasts, causing traffic accidents in places, defeating armies, ( oh oh oh! there’s this amazing scene in Sindbad the sailor, where the desert floor shifts and changes to unearth an ancient city..!!). The point is that, i think the desert is really cool. Sand for one is like a god-form. It can bury a person deep enough to kill, or  it just be a fun place to have a picnic.  Let me get poetic here again and say that the wind and the sand, together become curtains that cover the remains of one age, only to uncover it in another. They stand for one of those giant metaphors that nature throws at us.

Oh and by the way. for those of you who think i’m high right now and should be taken off the net, you’re probably right, but this is my first sandstorm in three years!! yayyyy!!

p.s. if u still think i need to simmer down, may the sand-god sink u!! hahahaha..

Growing up kuwaiti…

I sit reclining in my jet airways window seat, looking out for the first glimpse of the country that i called home for the better part of my life. From this height, all i can see is an island of lights. I sit squirming in  my seat too impatient for touchdown. when we land, i tell myself ‘welcome home’.

Kuwait, for some reason is different from your usual kinda ‘gulf’ country. It has a way of life that is uniquely its own. Growing up in Kuwait can give you some really weird experiences in life that you tend to rather cherish as the years go by. When I was just ’fresh off the boat’ in Kuwait, most my days were spent in a daycare run by a Goan lady, where I befriended my first friends… Like most kids of that age, when parents go off to work, the daycare is where you live.

My earliest memories in Kuwait are those of fighting over Kitco chips and KDD juice with five other kids, all with snott running down their noses. Then i remember the trouble i went through to learn English… for a true blue mallu kid new in kuwait, english seemed at that time an uncross able barrier…It was then at that age of 3 that i picked up my first phobia: the fear of being unable to communicate. Living in Kuwait brings you in contact with people from so many different countries  who speak so many different languages. I find that a sense of horror engulfs me every time i hear people speaking a language that i don’t, and then i get all panicky, and most times i have to move away to get rid of the panic attack.

Schooling in Kuwait is a fun experience. The ‘fun’ element depends a lot on where you are schooled as well. (Mine was in The Indian School, Salmiya which was later renamed to Indian Community School, Kuwait. This is probably the only school in Kuwait to have branches. Till class four, we followed an integrated program, which allowed for boys and girls. Later they changed that to a system where girls has classes in the morning and boys had theirs in the evenings. After class four, they used to put the girls in one building and the boys in another…That is one of the saddest things ever!) Until when we had boys in class with us, i had the time of my life. Some of those stinky fellas were the best friends i ever had.(something bout boys that age, is that they stink!! its not until much later that they start using deos!)   

Kindergarten in Kuwait, is a rather fun affair. Learning to write, to read, to count…Magical moments, no matter where you learn them from. Anyways, those first six years of grammar school were the most glorious days of my life, cos i was the tallest in class, the strongest, and the fastest. I was smarter than the whole lot of them put together. Most boys were a) either scared of me or b) scared of me. Girls for that matter wouldn’t give me the time of the day. If you saw me, you wouldn’t exactly call me a girl either, for i was as gloriously hoydenish as a girl could possibly be.  Teachers would recount nightmares where i used to talk, run around the class, and beat up kids unceasingly. My parents still say i was so naughty back then i could have given Dennis the menace a run for his money.

Favorite part about schooling in Kuwait is the lunches!! Burgers, hot dogs, or kitco chips, completed with a nice KDD fruit drink. Once i got to high school, another interesting aspect of life was tuitions. Every evening after class, if you’d just take a look at blocks around school, you’d see kids in casuals but still with a school bag, walking their way to tuitions. There were teachers who took tuitions for weak students in their homes, though most students went there anyways. They all had their reasons. For example: the nerd ” i gotta learn more..gotta leanr more..gotta learn moree..” , the dunce : ” not going to flunk this time..not going to flunk this time..” , the trouble makers ” gotta bug one more teacher to death..” , the lazy ” free lullabies…free lullabies…round the clock!” Need i say more?

Tuitions gave us an opportunity to rekindle our friendships with the boys, cos tuitions were mostly mixed. You wouldn’t believe how shocked i was to see some of my old classmates whom i’d bullied to death back in grammar school. They all remembered me. Somehow, first friends, and first bullies are never forgotten!!

Being a teenager in Kuwait is the normalest thing in the world! School skirts get shorter, socks suddenly become ankle length instead of knee length, ties get hung lower, and make-up gets a new life! Long conversations on the phone all night long ( local calls are free in Kuwait–which makes it the BEST PLACE ON EARTH!!). If you’re a teenager with a sibling who’s also a teenager, then there are phone wars!! Once you’re a teenager, you go to school for living and go home for vacations. (contrary to beliefs around the world that teenagers can’t stand school.) Kuwait is such a country where the weather doesn’t permit many outdoor activities, so the school is where you hang out, play sports,  start clubs, exchange posters-music-movies, gossip, and make life changing discoveries. ( that implies for nerds like me who used to discover things in the library or the bio labs!!)

Right when I got to be a teenager, I realized that I was no longer the noisy, naughty brat I once was. I realized I was one of the nerds…I’d like to place on record my gratitude to all those people who bullied me then…I’d have died of boredom without them. (read sarcasm).

I cant keep ranting on anymore…so as I sign off , I’d like to say that without

Kitco chips, KFC, KDD juice, Pepsi (the real kind), Burger King,  Naif Chicken, Shawarma,  Circus Chicken (the kind on the grill that revolves…), Marina Mall, Sha’ab Park (where we had three school trips in a row!), Entertainment City, Sunday School in church, and the British Council Library

Life wouldn’t have been the same growing up.

 

movies seen recently…

1.A Clockwork Orange 

2.The Reincarnation of Isabell

3.One Night with the king

4.Apocalypto

5.Lives of others

6. Cherry crush

7.The village

8.Gauri

9. Knocked up

10. Tootsie

11.Hustle and Flow

12.the godfather

13.the seventh seal

14.throne of blood

15.national treasure-book of secrets

16.ratatouille

17.chocolat

18.Silence of the lambs

19.Sin city

20.original sin

21. sang et chocolat

22. warriors of heaven and earth

23.the grudge

this list is just to remind myself bout the movies i’v seen and are randomly arranged…

Children of Men

sat through from nine to seven in my first film analysis class.  we started talking about screenplay, ands i guess most of this course will e all about screenplay. Interstingly today we watched two movies, Children of Men and The Lives of Others. This post is basically about the former….

It is an adaptatioon of a book by the same name by P.D James, directed by Alphonso Cuaron. The story basically science ficiton set in the near future but minus the whizzing bullet cars and highways in teh sky. The best part i guess about teh movie, is that it is set in a London that that looks like just lie it is today. Just that all the terrorism that is a part of the story has destroyed a lot fo London.  To read a summary of teh movie, go elsewhere, here i just plan to jot down those points whih came to my notice while we watched this movie.

1 It reminded me of V for Vendetta iwth teh whole Big Brotherish kinda government system.

2.THe scen where  Theo’s cousin the minsister, tries to save all teh peices of art from being destoyed  strikes a very very senitmental chord nd it reminds me of that scen form The Day after Tomorow, where they are about to burn the gutenberg Bilble. It just reminded me that in times where social systems collapse and the whole world is caught up in a halocaust of some sort where people die by teh millions, there is this whole  question of what happens to teh art and literature thast we have crated over teh millenia? Art woul be teh only only social memory that we would leave behind on teh face of this planet, as a prooff tthat we existed here. It brought me to tears to think that the desperation of teh situation, where humanity is being wiped away and there is this one man trying to save all the art in teh world, bringing them to a safe haven in his care.

3.The violence in teh  movie was neither overdone nor underplayed. It was strikingly reale. Not much of fire, yet the destruction shown was horribly real. No barrels of gasoline blowing up to give effects, but the sheer power of teh violence is well potrayed. Also teh sound of the gun fire was well done.

4. There are a lot of religious symbolisims hidden in teh movie. There is a general air of discrimination among religions in the movie, with the characteers  confusing budhisim, hinduism christianity and islam. I guess it was really trying to say thsat in times of such desperation, people lose all faith, and all conviciton that life is good anymore. Thye try to find some solace in some form of religion which is why we see Mirian so earnelsty trying out Tai Chi, Budhisim etc.

5. The general persecution of the immigrants has a very Nazi touch to it, reminding me of teh holocaust and concentration camps.

6. The fact that teh people who fought for immigrant rights were called teh  ‘fishes’ and here again i keep thinking aout relgios symbolisim, considering that the fish was teh sign of the persecuted early christians.

7.Anotehr theme that i though was intersting was teh fact that the earliest civilisations were facinated with the female body and mind. It wasnt untill much later that The Goddess acquired a consort, who became a husband,. and then as modern semitic  religions go, Gods became bachelors and teh subject of feminien divinty and sexuality was completely suppresesd. Interesteingly like a friend said, this movie kind of symbolises how the goddess was put down and the world was  alsmot ending in chaois, and then a woman becomes the saviour of teh world, and humanity is reborn with her.

8. The goddess them led to many a Dan Bwrownish discusson abut goddess worship but i’m not going to talk bout that here.

All said and done, the movie was good because it has a touch of reality to it. It was science fiction and politics but it has mananged to survive teh plight of most sci fi movie and it has a very realistic touch to it. It could almost be true. Alsp , i liked the camera work. There was that on scene which was a single take and it lasted for almost a couple of minutes, and i though ti wa good. Also the shoot out scenes were very realsitic and there were a few singles takes among those too, with te lens getting spots of blood on it  and all, giving it a very war documentary kinda oflook. real kinda.

Clive Owen was not bad in the movie. For most part he played the role of reluctant hero very well, but his performance has not revived that crush i had on him form King Arthur.The other charactrs were played well, but i seem to be more affected b th whole story line than the individual actors themselves…

all said and done, it was a nice movie, and for teh record, i cried almost throughout, and sniffled through the rest because i just cant get why people get violents, and why  and how they can jsut kill other people like that. the blantant violence, it just distrubs me to think that man can be that way.  

exhausted….

i think i should give up on thinking.

for the last few months i’ve been on this wild thinking trip all around my head. This combined with college n films and philosphy and literature and aslo my foray into the exploration of diffrent religions, i’ve just about exhausted every bit of strenght i had. The easiest way to go mad is to sit in one f those horribbly facinating philosphy classes and then to sit and think of a theory to explain the ‘mind’ and the ‘body’. Or better, go to the library, find the simplest book on some bloke like Derrida, or Nietzsche and then try to make sense of it. i’ll guarantee that you’ll go insane.

The scary part is that once i read somethign, i start thinking about it, and then i drink to too much coffee and in my cafeine induced state of existence, i go on these very painful thinking trips. invariably i end up writing things that i can make n sense of when read in my normal state of mind, this leading to further agony and an constant condition of being broke by coffee expenses.

I’ve got to stop thinking. reading. (i have over 20 books lined up to read n i wish i didnt have to slepp at night).

And hence , here i promise myself that:

1. i shall not read anything more complicated that harry potter fan fics for the next one week.

2. i shall not watch any movies unless it is an unavoidable part of the film analysis course, and i shall learn to love Karan Johar for teh sheer mindlesness of his movies.

3.i shall try to abstain from relations with coffee for as long as i can. (half a day or more!)

4.i shall not think of posters, commercials, movie trailers in terms of anythign but a dimwitted idiot.(no analying stretegies or techniques!)

5. i shall not run any form of Adobe software, not even if my, your life depended on it.

6. i shall not think aobut anything even slightly philosophical, theological or sociological. I will keep my brains swtiched off and give them teh much desrired rest they need.

7. I shall not keep up any of these rules becuase i’m hopelesly enslaved by the above mentioned factors.

I’m beginign to sound liek a lunatic. its time is stopped. i needed to write crap and i have.

P.S        like a very wise person said yesterday, the scariest place on earth is the inside of my mind.