When more than 20 people are lost in a horrific road accident;

When tens of families are grieving their own losses of deaths and permanent injuries;

When parents are trying to sniff deceased childrens' bodies to find their own kids' leftovers, because the bodies are totally deformed;

When other children are lying in the arms of total strangers, till they find out if their own parents made it or not;

When there are real faces behind the names;

When there are real lives behind the numbers;

Innocent people who were killed in a flash;

Leaving behind grief and sorrow;

You want your media to focus on the things that matter.

You want to know how the accident happened.

Why it happened.

How it could have been prevented.

How to make sure it doesn't happen again.

You want to meet the families and share their pain.

You want to know who X was and what kind of life he was living.

You want to hear about what  his hope and his dreams were.

You want to relate to his loved ones' loss.

You DO NOT want to hear about the great job that the Civil Defence people did.

You do not want  to hear about the great equipment they just added to their fleet that came in really handy in this situation.

Because if you just lost a loved one, you cant see how great their performance was.

I agree that 'Nashama al wa6an' did do a great job, and credit is well due.

But think of the families in grief.

Don't they deserve to see that something is being done to honor their losses.

Something is done to provide them and their country with a decent way to bid their loved ones farewell.

With more than twenty deaths to mourn, I say the pat on the shoulder CAN wait.

              

              

              

I had a dream last night that I can't take off my mind.

I dreamt that I was talking to a friend.
I can't remember who she is though.
But I can tell from the dream that she was not such a close friend,just A friend.
I dreamt that I told her she had awful ears, and that she should certainly do something about them.
I said it ever so casually that I did not even consider this might hurt her feelings.
In fact, I don't think I cared if I hurt her feelings or not.
I just said it out..haik, just like that.
She was not offended.
I was not amused that she was not offended.
I think I wanted to offend her.
She tucked her hair behind her ears, and showed them to me.
They were not bad.
Just plain, regular  human hearing equipment.
They were not green.
They were not huge.
They did not have satellites dishes sticking out of them,but I still did not regret what I said.
That was mean.

So, if you're a friend of mine, and ever catch me staring at your ears..please don't think you have ugly ears, I probably just want to find out who the girl from last nights dream was.

Oh, and by the way..you hair looked fabulous.