a waste of Coffee!.. Carrot!.. and an Egg!

9 02 2010

I just woke up happy and energetic.. and i came across this depressing story that suppose to be inspiring! nad i realized how people really do love to live in a darma world.. well here is the article and its source:

You may never look at a cup of coffee the same way again……..
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as though just as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to a boil.

In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl.

Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see.”

Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did, and noted that they were soft.

The mother then asked the daughter to take the egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee.

The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.

The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?”

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.

The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

“Which are you?” she asked her daughter.

“When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?”

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, … but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity?

Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can’t go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling. Live your life so at the end, you’re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

You might want to send this message to those people who mean something to you (I JUST DID); to those who have touched your life in one way or another; to those who make you smile when you really need it; to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down; to those whose friendship you appreciate; to those who are so meaningful in your life.

It’s easier to build a child than to repair an adult…

This is so true – May we all be COFFEE!

As Salam

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my comment was this:

offee will be always coffee.. im a tea drinker :D .. and what a waste of food LOL.. thanks for sharing :D Praise Allah the Almighty and may Allah Grant s the wisdom and power to live out the short trip so we called life :)

and im blogging this :D .. :

i was like.. what a waste of good food LOL.. did they eat the egg and the carrot guess not! kids hates it.. im guessing they throw it away LOL.. i know they drank the coffee hehehe.. picture this.. millions of desperate house wives gathering up all of their kids.. hence the article imposes this “It’s easier to build a child than to repair an adult…” all of them hot potting a carrot, an egg, and some coffee beans.. waste of energy, waste of good food :D LOOOOOOOOOOL.. couldnt help it..

any how from the positive side.. very touching story.. to bad its theoretical.. i rather be a human being.. not categorized as food.. Allah all mighty created INSAN us that forgets.. thats why we are called INSAN.. so lets use it.. and i quote “The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past..” DUH! this statement just made your article meaning less heheheh.. but hey we are drama creatures :D .. WE LOOOOOOVE DRAMA sometimes more than allah.. sometimes!.. watching a TV show while athan is bursting.. we are not perfect i know.. im not too ;D.. there is no other creature enjoys this marvelous gift.. be human.. learn.. acheive.. and forget.. food items mentioned are so narrowed and brought up only to one situation.. life isnt all about hard times.. life about being happy.. life is about learning the easy way or the hard way.. the best thing is you get to choose ;D.. life is about TA’MEER AL KAWN.. life is about worshipping the all mighty “وما خلقت الجن والانس إلا ليعبدون”..

life is a short trip make your best out of it.. enjoy it.. be happy.. worries and sorrows and thinking about how bad you did!!.. wasting your time and your listener’s time.. bitching and whining.. COM’ON.. life is not “sleepless in seattle”.. life is not an indian movie.. its not long and dancing around trees to find happiness.. and then your loved one happens to be your son or your brother.. life is so complex that 6 billion humans can excel.. each and every one on his/her own.. have you ever thought about it this way.. dont be coffee.. startbucks will hate you and you’ll need a lot deodorant to kill the ozzy smell.. and loads and loads of water to hydrate your system after that cup to flush out the caffein and restore your blood pressure.. MUNCH the carrot and remember how great is the all mighty and his creation and how tasty and sugary it can be.. after it was grown in durt.. would eat street tree’s roots!.. see you have a choice.. PEEL or CRACK the egg shell.. dip it in honey or jam.. enjoy the all mighty greatness on how in few seconds a liquid egg.. that a living animal can be generated from it.. just became an item on your favorite dish..

this is what i would tell my kids.. i know they’ll be hell as crazy as i am :D

Be Good!





No wonder they sucked!

7 02 2010

what would cross your mind when see this add

for those knuckle heads PC lovers of yours.. there are 2 prices hehehehe.. sorry no offense.. now is it for 121 or is it for 115???.. either ways DELL’s 10 inches are still cheaper.. why would buy a laptop machine.. crashes faster than a pregnant woman changes moods.. that has no driver’s kit.. no restore kit.. half of the drivers are on chinese none english none arabic sites.. i wonder why!.. as we say in kuwait.. WALLA GOWAAT 3AIN!





elberk.com

7 02 2010

im in a very fest mood.. a lot of good stuff happened.. my 100th tweet.. spare me the shitty talk about its about quality not quantity.. well its not kids its tweets loool..  im suppose to study nothing was going in for about an hour.. and then it happens i got an email that said.. ELBERK.COM IS AVAILABLE!.. the first thought crossed my mind was to yell out loud.. YA RAAAAAGIL.. AND YESSSSSSS.. at last i got it..

i was dying to get this domain name since 2004.. it was previously owned by some german hosing company :S.. i guess my nick sucks in germany.. im getting flash back from PIMP MY RIDE when X to the Z was making fun of a truck got HOSE in the front and HOSE in tha back.. and how you gotta keep you HOSE always clean LOL.. THANK GOD those self centered brainiacs’s language is not that popular (comparing to english, french, arabic, and chinese hehehehe)..

NOW! is to figure out what to do with it.. shall i point it to this blog.. shall revive  mubarak.ws as elberk.com.. hmmmm.. thinking out loud it would be a great deal to have a formal web identity for business and shit ;P.. and a stupid funny crazy innovative web identity.. but it also mean heck a lot of work.. with my pilling to do list.. sounds like far fetched!

here is the deal.. i will start on it.. right after i finish my oldest task ever! its gonna be my incentive.. to do the web identities i need to make senpai Ali smiling and kicking.. well he is already kicking dont know about smiling though.. frustrated yemkin.. bss inshalla inshalla im finishing his ASAP! wish me luck y’all





who said fashion designers are gay!

3 02 2010

when I watch those serials on TV so called soaps.. like murder club women.. desperate house wives.. or even criminal minds..  or even the comedy ones.. personally i love bernie mac show..

you see bunch of fine women.. dressed so well.. tight jeans.. tight see throw shirts.. you know what i mean.. or sometimes you see those nippily T-shirts.. i mean those outfits are made by fashion designers.. right?

well sometimes i watch project run way.. i love heidi klum.. whats not to love about her.. amazing smile.. amazing style.. amazing mentality.. its like angelina jolie only german.. most of the fashion designers that goes on her show are friigin GAY!.. made me question my kahunas :D .. i was like i know im not a fashion designer.. and from what i see i dont wanna be one LOOOL.. yet those bastards knows and knows well how to make a woman so sexy..

in any TV Show, movie, hell even music clips.. they friggin know how to make a woman so sexy.. i know sex sells.. well they are as men as horny SeaLion in mating season.. some argue those fashion are made by straight women… oh i`ve seen what straight designers do.. THEY SUCK!.. they ought to be called  the gay ones looool.. i mean how come a gay look a like acting and walking one.. design a garment to make a woman so hot! that every man on the planet desires her?

who’s gay.. who’s lesbian.. i believe men-gay fashion designers are either faking it.. or they are men-lesbians.. frankly i dont mind being called a male-lesbian





GIRLS.. by eminime dissing Limb Bizkit..

30 01 2010

i love this song.. i only listen to it when im angry or festy :D ..

you see i had been through a situation.. thank God it ended peacefully.. bs hum feeny 7arra heheheh.. i pulled my pants down and i spread my legs like a 5 dollar hore and stepped over my dignity to stop it.. it did.. but my ass hurt LOL..

i altered the song to fit my situation.. i hold it in so long.. i just burst on the song..

there you go.. enjoy it.. just imagine me singing it with a bandana LOOOL

i don’t ask no body to share my beliefs.. to be involved in my beefs.. I’m a man i can stand on my feet..

if you diss me and i respond.. the beef is on.. if i saw you in the street ill strip you fucking bone naked..

see i was smart.. i put my brain in pocket.. and backed the mother fucking up.. if you want more i’d scope up my friends.. i got dawgs who’d die for me as i’d die for them.. all of ‘em been with me through this fucked up life that im in.. till im hoist away.. in my coffin i’ll never soften no matter how often im tested.. i’ll never give a fuck i wont never be interested.. love me or hate me as much you wanted to be hated..

i solemnly stand by every statement i stated.. but i’ll never be this gullible ever again.. NOPE!..

next time i’ll know when when someone’s copying off me.. im not being cocky i just know when somebody’s mocking me.. i stick up my middle finger he stick up his finger.. i say fuck life he say fuck life but meaner..

as for you don’t forget what i said im fucking you up punk.. you are dead.. don’t you think that i’m playing.. and fuck you.. cause i know you are saying fuck El’.. only not to my face under your breath.. to your self

.. little girls

i mean men.. who act like baby girls.. if they ever read this.. im putting my pants down i’m a faget.. happy!.. hehehehe





i met 2 amazing people

2 12 2009

oh God, i cant tell y’all how positivity working with me.. i had a set back though, but as soon as i got my center back i.e. stood back on my feet.. i got stuck on a meeting and thank God i stuck on it.. i met an amazing choreographer her name is Breeza Al Roumi, oh My God she is sooooooooooo Good, she work beyond bull shit surrounding her, a lot of bad stuff was going around her, but she worked beyond that and she did what she do best and what she loves to do i learned so much from her by just watching how she works WOW i wanna be like her, not a choreographer :D i mean a great worker under pressure. oh here is her picture

and the other person is another amazing personality, humble.. down to earth.. someone in her status in the community would be so talking from the tip of her nose.. SHE DIDNT.. her name is Eman Najim, the amazing Radio announcer, before i have met her.. i loved her broadcasting style, her beautiful way of going around bad callers, the way she handles calls and fans.. her transitions between topics.. handling technical errors.. she does is with grace.. and when i met her in person she wasn’t even sitting.. she listened to me to the end didnt interrupt me.. not even once.. she got the whooooooooooooooooooole idea then she started giving out notes.. i wish that i do business with her not because her workshop is good, it is good.. but i would love to do business with her because of her great personality and here is her lovely smile

those 2 meetings.. made me fly and sing out of my feet.. i just love those 2





i wanna be positive

30 11 2009

as the law of attraction states: the universe is always saying your wishes are my demand..  I DEMAND TO BE POSITIVE.. its not that easy though.. i should see the bright side in everything.. in a police man hitting on a girl.. in a speeding car close to the pavement splashing a very well dressed business man.. or how about a guy chasing a beautiful nice little lady and when she totally ignores him he start cursing her.. attending a conference as ECO-friendly society volunteer ending up being shuvved with more volunteers promoting a provocative financial idea..

still i wanna be positive.. Dear Universe I WANT TO BE positive..

i think it worked.. 3 top media experts just sat next to me.. it really works! yalla lets make a positive production





Kuwait’s Youth Madness

29 11 2009

its not enough that they have packed the coffee shop.. they polluted the air with CO2 like fucking trains.. some fuckers brought in a horns.. those loud game horns.. all that for a REMOTE football game.. it dont stop here.. every time they change a player they yell and clap as if they are in the stadium.. not to mention scoring a goal.. someone threw in a fire cracker! WTH!!.. i bet if they had something else better to do they wouldn’t be here.. which is making me thinking of a new thing for youth to participate in.. then another jigsaw comes in place.. would they WANT to participate!

am i angry over soccer fever? it is a fever! yet for me it went for new levels of insanity.. i would totally understand if we were at the stadium.. its friggin broadcasted on TV! no matter how hard they yell or cheer it wont make a difference for the score.. unless if they are betting which i doubt.. or perhaps maybe they are half spanish

i hate my negativity





طق يا مطر طق

27 11 2009

لا تخافون مو الدكتور محمود مطر مال ادارة مالية بكليه العلوم الاداريه .. المطر ان طبيعي صراحة الجو سكسكيبنصي .. ودي البس شي ثقيل وجيس بلاستيك واتمشى بروحي بس اخاف ارد البيت مع التهاب رئوي عاد آنه على وشك الشفاء (حلوة على وشك الشفاء) من التهاب في الشعب الهوائية
اللهم اخزيك يا شوشو هونت بروح اشيش بالقهوة
يمماااااااا انا ما ادخن





how cool is to be sick in kuwait?

27 11 2009

its really cool to be sick in kuwait, this is coming for the person who spends 14 hours behinds his screen :D .. well its not a flat screen though

i got the Bronchitis with fever reached up to 39.5 called little bro and he got to me and took me to amiri hospital in hmmmm i think its a new record 11 minutes oh and he had to stop to get some gas before he gets to me.. he is really super sallom :D say mashalla alright!

the amiri was empty latterly, no patients queue, no reception, only angry gen. MD LOL.. i told him no one is there he sent me away.. waited for 3 minutes reception guy no show went back to the angry SoB he was like are you sure??? i was like WTF?? get off your ass take a look ass hole.. too bad i was too sick to say so

i ran into a male nurse an old friend of mine “Jarra7″ we went to high school together mashalla he is an experienced medical assistant.. which really proved my theory of how to improve the health care system in kuwait.. simply by improving the assisting services (nurses, clerks, pharmaceuticals.. etc) doctors are not doing so great because they end up doing wasta’s to get their patients X-rayed.. i got many pharmacist friends.. guys its not you.. its stupid regulations that made the public hate you.. hence the insulin queue at every month’s 1st

Jarra7 did a great job inserting the drip cannula in my wrest vein, he was so patient waiting for my vein to pop up.. didnt feel the pinch.. used his connection to get extra care from the doctor.. which was a smile from the angry SoB (smile a7san min wala shay).. put the word for his colleagues on the next shift which they really took great care of me.. thank you so much il Jir7

of course as usual i gotta go crazy when i get my health back while im still in the casualties ward, the last time i went there with 3aftalla i was trying to bribe the male nurse with pocket change to take care of me.. this time.. me and MJ came up with a new game.. every time me or the nurse or any one at any point through something in the Garbage Can we make noise similar to a large crowd hailing for a scored goal.. every single time :D with my cannula raising up and down for the action.. that was fun

after i got out khallooZ took me to Laila in salhiya for break fast and poor Rony.. we called him rino roro the only name we didnt call him with.. was sibeecha :S.. i really loved and enjoyed every bite of that meal.. specially the prank that we pulled when 3a94a showed after saying “im not coming”.. when she showed up KhayyOz saw her and screamed out loud DUCK Barrok.. we hid under the table she walked in asking the waiters “MAKO A7ad hnee?” LOL she almost left bs we called her back :)

later that day khalid drove me around to electrozan oo madry wain he was too kind not smoke in the car while i was there.. when i asked him he said well i didnt stop for you i was trying not to make my car smell like ciggis.. hehehe OUCH!.. i know he is lying i still see him smoke in his car only when im not around.. when we are together and we reach somewhere he smokes like a train :D he is just a good friend

the reason i wrote this article is this.. this is it.. wel 7agga suzi got your number.. yeeeew.. e7m back to the reason why.. a tribute to MJ of Q8 khalloz khayyoz or bo yosif and Super Sallom.. today i was snoring my head off after playing with the kids downstairs.. MJ called me three times and i didnt answer.. its his fault.. him and extreme gave me a soothing cool ring tone heheheh every time i hear it i wanna sleep even more hehehehe gotta point someone out LOL well he called 3a94a who called my sister who freaked sallom out and i think sallom called me when he was right next to my car :D i think super sallom enjoys having his engine chokes on 190KMH its electronically locked ;>

Thank you MJ and 3a94a for being great friends, and Super Sallom i think the only way to thank you is either a red cape or pimping your engine :D thanks lill bro

and my experience with the hospital was exactly like my ring tone.. a desert rose