Winter of Discontent

From job dissatisfaction or insecurity, relationship failings, money issues and general unsettlement, there is an air of unhappiness which is darkening the sky.
Are we expecting more in our lives than we deserve. Shouldn’t we be satisfied with the things we have in our lives, whether it be material possessions, jobs, money, etc. We always seem to be striving for something unattainable instead of taking stock of what we have and being satisfied with it.

We seem to be striving for the high all the time instead of just being normal.  We get the highs such as going out partying, traveling to amazing places, having awe-inspiring shags with multiple people and buying expensive things to make us pretty, but its fleeting. We seem to forget these moments within a few seconds of experiencing them.

So many close friends of mine are unhappy for various reasons. I can give them advice, a bollocking or a shoulder to cry on, but none of this seems to solve the problem. The deep rooted issues have all risen up at the same time for us all and there doesn’t seem to be a way to get out of it.

But here’s a thought: are we being fashionably unhappy to show solidarity to the economic and political crisis enveloping this world?

Or will we get out of this slump when the sun comes back and Kate and Wills get married?

Something needs to happen soon to break us out of this cycle and I think that something is us.

Crap, it’s raining

It’s raining in Dubai – whooopeeee!

Yes, I am being my normal sarcastic self, but don’t worry there will be many in this town who will be giving Oscar style speeches about the greatness of the rain in Dubai. I may be British and therefore have a chromosome that whinges automatically about the rain, but Dubai rain is beyond British rain in its suckiness.

The rain is not clean. It’s like a brown concoction of gunk. We must be grateful that the Burj Khalifa is finally built and there is overall less construction in the town so the rain is less clogged with concrete and building material debris. What we have now is sand soaked rain. What does this mean? It means that instead of getting a clean, washed car like you get in England after a rain shower, we get a car that is so filthy that it would take two car washes to clean it. It also doesn’t help much when your car is white. On top of that you can’t clean your car, as the rain will consistently fall for a whole week, non-stop!

If you go outside, you need to be sensible and carry an umbrella even if people look at you like you are weird. It stops you get yucky brown stuff on your clothes (especially when it is a black suit).

This year has been strange in that we had drizzle for a few days. We don’t usually experience drizzle; we just get the deluge which results in flooding. Drizzle here is annoying, as you know one day soon it will suddenly switch to torrential flooding. You just don’t know when it will happen!

You may be disillusioned to believe that a fast growing city like this can manage to build proper drainage systems for when it rains/floods. I mean if it can build the tallest tower in the world, how hard can it be to build drains especially on Sheikh Zayed Road, the main artery of the city. Fuckin’ bloody hard by the looks of it. After 5 years in this city, there have been a few more drains built, but I’m sure the forces that be will get some poor worker to get a big hose to suck up water in main flooded areas (whilst it is still raining of course).  That’s what they call drainage here btw.

I am also waiting for the annual return of big yellow tubing to start showing on the side of the Mall of Emirates draining the flooded car park. You thought Modesh was bad, you should see this tubing!

How hard can it be to build drains? And more importantly why don’t they do it despite the chaos that happens every year in this town (and I’m sure country).  Well money would be the main factor now, but when they had money and opportunity why didn’t they do it?? Also there is this false thought that as the rain only comes once a year we can suffer for a short while. The fact that we now get rain more than once a year and that it shuts down the city hasn’t seemed to have crossed the minds of the drainage police.

Then there  is the driving in the rain. The majority of drivers in this town are muppets in dry weather…so imagine how incompetent they are in this weather! To assist the muppets that feel they must drive in this weather, here are some handy tips.

1.     Read your car manual and locate the windscreen wiper button, knob or handle.  There must be a bit which allows you to set wiping speed. Use it.

2.     If you have a German car, the wiper controls are bit more complicated. Read the manual two times in the car, and figure it out before you start driving. Not whilst you are driving.

3.   If you are aquaplaning do not brake. Let go off the accelerator, but don’t frickin brake.

4.   If you are skidding, do the opposite of what you think you should do. If you didn’t lean how to deal with skidding during your driving lessons you shouldn’t be allowed on the road.

5.   On Sheikh Zayed Road during the torrential rain or after, stay in the middle lane. The road is not flat and the “water ponds” go to the side of the road, therefore the fast lane and very slow lane are flooded.

6.   If you think there was a slight bump downwards in a road near your house before the rain, for sure it will now fill up with water and your tiny car will get stuck in there. You have two options:

a.     Don’t go down that road, during or after the rains; or

b.     Have a number of a friend/landlord/family member/local who has a 4×4 and rope in the car.

7.   If you have a 4×4, get some rope, torch and chocolate; leave it in car for point 6b situations. You will have done your Good Samaritan act for the year.

8.   If you are scared of driving in normal circumstances, don’t drive in the rain and don’t go in a taxi. Try the metro – it might work if the rain doesn’t mess up the electricity cables.

9.   Don’t go to a mall. It gets flooded. They can build an ice rink, aquarium and ski thing, but the mall people can’t build drains.

10.Don’t drive fast. It’s stupid on a normal day, but with the rain, stupid drivers etc, it just ain’t clever to go 140kpm. And don’t change lanes every five seconds. It’s not big and it’s not clever.

11.Hazard lights are for when you have a hazard (burst tyre, thrown up on your lap, dead person in the car), not when it is raining.

12.  Fog lights are for when there is fog. If there is rain, I doubt there will be fog. And if you have discovered your fog lights  now, remember to use it in February instead of your hazard lights.

13.  If you are from Abu Dhabi/Sharjah, own a Land Cruiser, Nissan Sunny/Tida, Mitsubishi Lancer or non 4×4 Toyota car, please don’t come to Dubai until the rain has gone. Please.

If there are any more points that should be added for us to handle the rain please let me know.

For now, be dry, be safe and most of all stop snickering at the big board that’s warning you about the “water ponds”.

Tuuuuunnnnnneeeessssss (bad and a few good)

I’m at home right now chilling and have 20 music channels to watch. Usually I’m glued to MTV base as it has old skool and new urban tunes for me to jiggy to on my sofa. You would think that with all this choice that there would be a mix of music to listen to but nope that ain’t happening. MTV and all the other music channels seem to have their music console stuck on certain artists especially Rhianna.

Rhianna has one those voices that either you love or hate. I’m at that point of hating. It’s jarring and she is looking incredibly daft in her new videos like “what’s my name”. What is with that red hair? Seriously who told her that it would be great idea with her green eyes?

The other overplayed song is Black Eyes Pea “this time” which has a chorus from that dirty dancer tune which I could never stand. The only good bit of that song is when they say “dirty bit”. Ok yeah the song is something you can dance to but man I’ve had enough.

Then there is tinie tempah. I am loving his album right now and cannot diss him too much but the new song with Kelly Rowland (Invincible) is just not one of the songs that should have been released. A better tune is Let Go with Emile Sande. I’m guessing that as Emile isn’t a big megastar as Kelly that this song has been passed for this crap. Even the record company don’t rate it that much as they couldn’t be bothered to create a proper video. It’s a yawn fest.

The girl who is going to be the big new artist according to MTV is Willow Smith. This girl is 10 years old! Shouldn’t she be in the playground rather than whipping her hair around and getting a sore neck. It’s crazy. It’s nearly as bad as Justin Bieber. And she has this funny crystal stuff on her lips. It looks uncomfortable.

I’m trying to not like that G6 song but it is catchy but Ke$ha is on every bloody song when Rhianna isn’t. And what is with that voice box voice with Ke$ha. I’m guessing she has a crap voice in real life.

Other songs touching my nerves in a bad way –

Nicole Scherzinger (or whateva her surname is) – Poison – sounds same as her other songs.

Taio Cruz and Kylie – Higher – the song got nothing. It just doesn’t sound good. Why are they driving around in a 7 series BMW in a car park. It’s weird. Kylie ain’t what she used to be. Time to give up me thinks.

Jay Sean – 2012 – has he forgotten we are only on 2011. Stop being American and come back to your roots boy!

N-Dubz – Girls – actually all of their songs suck. I heard a funny joke the other day – what do you call a girl with two twats?? N-Dubz (ROFL) (thanks to mclean007).

Nelly – Just a dream – zzzzzz

Will I am & Nicki Minaj – god her voice is nearly as bad as Rhianna. And what is with this voice box sound.  Slightly redeems itself as it has that cool 80s tune (Video killed the radiostar by the Buggles you young folk! (and no I didn’t Google it)).

On a positive note I am liking Alexis Jordan’s “Happiness” which has been on my airwaves for a few months but seems to be blowing up now. Flor-ida’s “Turn Around” ain’t bad, though shame about the video and all the  booty clad women.

Bruno Mars had that amazingly beautiful song last year and I will keep on wishing for someone to sing that to me (yeah i know i dont look like that hawtie in the video but whatever) but the next song aint as catchy and is a bit depressing but he does have a good voice.

There is one good song that is redeeming MTV Base right now which is Katy B and Ms Dynamite’s Lights out. Big up Ms Dynamite and her comeback which is mega news and Katy B has a good voice and that tune is one of those I can see playing loudly in my car or ipod.The video is at the top of this blog for you to listen to while reading this (you see how i care about you lot).

Here is some information on Katy B – I feel like educating you away from Rhianna et al

http://www.bbc.co.uk/music/artists/2df30b6c-997d-4c3f-abb5-5e0d6317ea57#p00b9384

Finally, although it’s a few months old I’m still grooving to Fuck U and Pass Out. If only more songs were made like that for my ears. Let’s hope that 2011 improves with the music scene and we get new artists instead of the same ole same ole.

Cat flaps

 

Catflap

 

I have a problem. I have a cat invasion going on in my house whilst I am away. To make clear, I am not becoming a sad, pathetic cat woman!

The problem started recently. Due to the lack of cat flap and the requirement for my two cats to be go in and out of the villa as they please, I have been keeping the window slightly open for their ease of entry.

Recently, I came home late at night to find two other cats (black/grey and ginger) waiting for me to get in the house. Then one of them decided to silently invade and follow me around the house. It was unnerving and this cat was acting way to comfortable in my pad for my liking. I had also been wondering why the food was going so fast. My little one has a bit of an appetite but not that big!!

Anyway it turns out that while I have been away that the two invaders have decided that my pad is their casa and that they will eat, poo and sleep there. This has resulted in my older one going to live with the landlord and his family  and the little one running around the garden away from her home or staying with @mich1mich.

To solve this problem I think its time I get a cat flap to give my cats access into my bloody home But there are various problems to this solution. The main one being whether my landlord will allow me to put a flap in my door. I’m hoping he loves the two cats enough now to think its a good idea for me.

The other problem is the choice of flaps. Do I get one which reads their magnetic chip (will it work with their UAE chip), one with collar with chip or just a four way door??? Do you need to get a tunnel? The one which figures out the cats from their chip is 80 quid! Thats like a ridiculous amount. The collar one is 30 quid which is slightly better.

Blimey it’s mad. I just need someone to go out for me and buy the damn thing and fit it in for me. Any offers?

So if you have any advice on this cat flap dilemma and/or want to convince my landlord that I should get  a cat flap put in my door, please let me know.

Cooking – the East African way

A big part of my life is being East African. Actually if I want to be correct i’m actually English-East African-Indian. I’m as English as they come from being born and raised here (if I swear like an English person, speak like one and went to school here I’m bloody English ok). The East African is due to my dad being born and brought up in Kenya and my mum was raised in Uganda from a young age.  The Indian comes from my grandparents and beyond who were pure Indian. The grandparents decided to move to East Africa when they were young to start a new life and to make the most of the opportunities that were available there (kind of like me living in Dubai).

It seems to be a huge problem for many people I have met over the years (yes I’m talking about you horrible German girl) to accept that I say I’m English-East African-Indian. I think it’s perfectly plausible and there are a hell of a lot of us out there thanks to that dickwad Idi Amin.

Indians think we are either backwards or terrible as they think we deny we are Indian. We don’t really deny our heritage; it’s just that most of us don’t have a true connection to India. If you ask most people who are from East Africa, our childhood wasn’t spent going to India it was spent going to Kenya to visit our family. We are only now deciding to go to India to finally see where we came from, but as tourists.

I had the great joy (I’m being sarcastic) of living in Kenya for one year when I was 16 as my dad decided that it would be a good idea to be back with his family. The fact that we stayed there for one year only speaks volumes of what a massive mistake that was. It wasn’t really due to the country (although it seems to be more and more of a disaster zone than what I remember when I was young) but mainly due to certain members of my family. But let’s not go down that path of bitterness.

Anyway a big part of our East African lives, which I love, is our food. It’s a mixture of India, East African and dollops of coconut. There is spiciness without burning your stomach. It’s not easy to describe but I love our food. The big problem is that we don’t have many recipe books out there for us. The Ismaili Muslims who have a big congregation in East Africa have published a few books which we have got copies of (thanks to half our family and having various friends who are Ismaili). However these books don’t always have all the recipes I love cooking and eating.

Saviour has come in the form of a blog from a lady called Chachi who has a wide and extensive collection of recipes from the East African Indian community. With additions from other readers it’s become a new reading staple for my parents (who discovered the site) and I.  If you are interested her site is

 

 

http://chachiskitchen.blogspot.com/

 

Once I get back to Dubai and have some time to myself I will be cooking some of the dishes for friends to show some true East African love.

14 August 2011 – discovered another blog which has some more East African receipes – Sabihas Kitchen

 

http://www.sabihaskitchen.com/recipes.asp

2010 – the year of many downs and a few ups

I know that many people have written blogs about last year and what they thought of it. Well you might be bored of it now but hey it’s my blog so I’m going to write about my year.

2010 early on was shite for me. I had three days of being incommunicado which scared the shite out of my parents, brother, friends and work. I survived the hell and I got out of it a stronger woman but it haunted me for the rest of the year. Thankfully the people mentioned above were there for me with their support and love and I apologise for putting them in that position and thank them for being there for me. I would be a broken woman if it wasn’t for them.

The *insert swear words* couple who stole my money (see previous blog) have yet to be found by Interpol or to return my money. Hatred remained for the whole of 2010 and will remain until…

I also became one of those horribly boring 100+ hours’ working women. Due to a massive project at work and lack of a department except me, I have had to work like a dog with the help of various external counsel to do this project. I have lived on about 3 hours sleep, had near nervous breakdowns, screamed, cried and drowned in paperwork. But on a plus I had the steepest learning curve ever and got to go India (finally) and Geneva for the deal, as well as two visits to London which meant I got to be home more than I expected. Was it worth all the hours of work? I have yet to see, but hopefully there will be a decent size bonus at the end of this long tunnel and maybe a few people working for me??!

Due to the work issue, it meant I once again didn’t get to go on a holiday. I desperately needed a holiday to be away from my laptop and blackberry. I’m hoping this year I get a reprieve and can book somewhere far away to just unwind and read books.

On a plus I welcomed into my life my little nephew, my close friend’s third son and my little kitty Amira. All are completely adorable, lovely and cuddly and I miss them when I am away from them. So I have become an Auntie and cat woman again 🙂

I also had to live through my older cat going through her teenage bitch years for most of the year but she suddenly snapped out of it in November after a super duper hair cut. There was something in that shampoo I tell ya.

With regards to my love life, I decided it would be a brilliant idea to redate my ex from last year and get re-engaged to him. Of course we once again didn’t properly get engaged and he failed to buy me a wedding ring (or anything else for that matter). I realised after a few months that if I loved my cats more than him that it was a recipe for disaster and that it might be best to dump him. Of course, I did the new social media thing and dumped him first on this blog and then to his face. But hey don’t judge me, he dumped me via Facebook (changing his status to single) last year.

I also realised that although there were men to fancy and date this year that I didn’t love any of them or let alone care enough to have them in my life for very long. This realisation dawned on me at the end of the year which was surreally scary. I don’t like being alone and I want to share my life with someone but I don’t want to be with just anyone just for the sake of being with someone. I want to share my life, I want to  be respected, I want to be loved  – I think I deserve it now after all these years of being in the dating world. So I have decided I am going to wait with semi open eyes for that man to turn up. I also think it’s best I stop looking to the past men and also to the men who only want to be friends. For the latter, I need to stop making a fool of myself.

So that was 2010, but what about 2011?  I don’t do new years resolutions, but due to the fact that I have become a bigger girl due to the lack of time to exercise, I have decided that I will start dance classes again  – hip hop classes to be exact. Yep I will be dancing to tinie tempah (my new love) and hopefully will go down two dress sizes by March.

Due to the fact that everyone who is anyone can’t stop giving me a lecture about my smoking, I think it might be time to stop soon. Patches, gum and plain old will power don’t work so I will be visiting a hypnotherapist when I have some time to test that out. It worked for one person I know so it might work for me. Otherwise will try that needle thing that the Chinese do.

My other plan is to redecorate my pad. I cannot take the pink walls any longer and need to clean it up and make it livable again for myself. That will be project numero uno for this year.

Of course I would be disillusioning myself if I didn’t say I wanted to meet someone, fall in love, get married and have babies this year. But I hope for that every year and it’s failed so far so why start this year with a stupid wish. Let’s see what 2011 has to give and take it from there.

To all of you readers have a great year and if it goes shit, just believe that things can only get better. xx