Beesh’s Bin

The Arab World learns two new English words… March 29, 2007

Filed under: Arab World,Humor,personal — Beesh @ 11:28 pm

Yes, you heard it folks, the Arab world has learned two new English words through their newest English teacher Haifa Wehbe. A few days ago my younger sister called me into her room to show me “something very funny” and although I didn’t want to see what she had, she promised that it was worth my time so I agreed. We sat on her bed with the laptop in her lap as she browsed through youtube to show me this. Haifa Wehbe falling on Star Academy 4 during her rehearsal for the “brime” (read prime)!! I couldn’t believe my eyes but it was true! I was shocked for a bit, but then I laughed just because she looked so confident as she walked down the stairs and then all of a sudden she’s on the floor. Anyhow, my sister continued to browse through youtube to show me Haifa Wehbe’s newest song that was shown on Star Academy 4. Let’s just clear up just a few things: I don’t like Haifa, I don’t think she’s beautiful, I don’t think she knows how to sing and I don’t like the crap that she comes up with songs , but despite all this, I agreed to listening/watching her newest creation.


So I thought “wa wa” was bad, but then again, Haifa Wehbe never ceases to surprise me. Apparently, Haifa’s newest goal is to be an English teacher because in her latest song she sings using the two English words “naughty” and “good”. Everything about the song was horrible; the lyrics, her voice, and her attitude. I listened to the entire song and I realized that by the end of it, I had pretty much memorized it; not because it’s nice or because it has beautiful lyrics, instead because the words she used were so 2nd grade-ish. This is the problem with these new songs that are being broadcast daily on Arab television, the lyrics are designed to be simple so anyone can grasp the song and continue singing it all day. Here’s a preview to the song, it goes something like this (translated in English):

Whoever angers mommy… Naughty

Whoever angers poppy (dad).. Naughty

Whoever doesn’t listen to me… naughty, naughtyyyyyy

Whoever gets angry with his friends…naughty

Whoever hits his sister.. naughty

Whoever hits her brother.. naughty

And whoever doesn’t do anything bad to anyone, we all love him and we should all tell him.. good, good, good..

I don’t think I need to go on for you to understand and realize the extent of the pathetic-ness the Arab world is dealing with. I tried to give her the benefit of the doubt as I thought maybe she’s trying to send a positive message to the kids to get them to be “good” and not “naughty”, but what kind of message is she sending when she’s on stage in a tiny dress running and twirling around trying to get the guys in the audience to go crazy over her?! Several questions came to mind: what’s the real purpose of this song, why does she need to sing those two words in English, and why the heck is the Arab world listening, singing, and going crazy over this junk?! It’s so sad to see so many Arab youth preoccupied with this kind of crap while Iraqis and Palestinians are dying daily. I am not suggesting that we stop our lives and be depressed over what is going on in the region, but we need to realize that what is happening to us is a result of our absentmindedness, our carelessness, and our preoccupation with the least important things in life. It’s important that the energy the Muslim and Arab youth have be harnessed to the building of their countries and the development of their societies through all possible means. Maybe Haifa can create a song to get the youth to do that eh?


I plead not guilty… March 25, 2007

Filed under: personal — Beesh @ 8:39 pm

This is what I was ready to say in front of a judge on Thursday morning. I practiced my arguments over and over again and was ready to win my case. In early January I got into a small car accident and it was then that the police officer who came to the scene discovered that my license had been expired for about 3 months. He gave me a ticket that required that I go to court where the judge decides my fine, so on March 22 I was ready to go tell the judge that I was indeed innocent and that it was not my fault that my license had expired. I prayed in the morning and left my house an hour before my appointment in order to be there on time. As soon as I got onto the highway I was struck at the amount of backed up cars and trucks. It took me about half an hour to get to the exit that usually takes me about 10 minutes; this was only the beginning. When I reached the area the courthouse was located in, I felt comfortable knowing that I was close, the problem however was that traffic in this “old town” section of the city was ridiculous because of construction. I was literally in a race against time. My appointment was 9:30 and it was already 9:25 when I was still trying to figure out where to go, as left turns are not allowed in this part of town (and the courthouse was to my left).. yes, it was horrible.

As I tried to avoid getting into another accident, I decided to park my car and walk to the courthouse which I thought was pretty close… it was 9:28 now. I ran out of my car, grabbed my entire book bag, and the running began. I was running on the sidewalk next to dozens of cars whose passengers were all staring at me… yes, I was very embarrassed yet I continued. I came across intersection after intersection and at this point, I wasn’t 100% sure of where I was headed. I could see several buildings so I figured it was one of them. I crossed the street running and asked a police officer where the courthouse was, he pointed in the direction I was running, so I continued. My heart was pounding, my eyes were tearing up (as I get really emotional sometimes), and I could barely catch my breath, but I ran. I got to one building, went in and asked where I was supposed to go. The security guard said “assalamu alaikum” and wanted to chit chat with me but I was in such a rush, I brushed him off and asked him where I needed to go, to which he answered “that building”. I ran to the next building, went in with some relief knowing I was almost there, only to find out that I had to go upstairs. Yes, I had to run up a flight of stairs to get to the judge… I was exhausted. It was 9:43 at this point and I knew the judge wasn’t going to be merciful. I went into the building where I was searched and my bookbag and cell phone were taken because of security reasons but I grabbed my wallet and ran into the courtroom. I went in to find that the judge hadn’t begun.. alhamdulilah!!*

I sat down as the judge explained to me and a few dozen people what we were to do when our names were called. I waited patiently then when I heard my name, I got up, prayed to God as I walked up to the podium and kept telling myself, “stay confident, stay confident”. I was ready to say that I plead not guilty, but the judge didn’t ask me! He just said “let’s see, no operators license, did you get that fixed ma’am”, “yes” I replied (I totally forgot to say “your honor” although I practiced saying it a million times). “Can you show that to the officer” he asked. I handed my license that was renewed to the officer and he said “that’s fine your honor”, “ok, then, case dismissed” replied the judge. WOW!! What a sigh of relief! The whole process in front of the judge took less than a minute but I was so happy to be done. I left the courtroom, went back to get my belongings and walk all the way back to my car and head off to class.


Finally, on the way back to my car I stopped at Subway to get a drink because I was so thirsty. The lady behind the cashier then asked me in her cute Asian accent as I was paying for my drink: “in the morning, were you running, running, running, on the sidewalk this way *pointing to the direction I had been running in the morning*?” I couldn’t help but laugh very hard and confirm that indeed it was me…

*Alhamdulilah means all praise is due to God



We are the people… March 22, 2007

Filed under: activism,Iraq — Beesh @ 11:49 pm


I woke up the morning of March 17th to a cell phone message I received from one of my close friends asking me whether or not I was going to be attending the rally that was going to be held in DC. Although I don’t always believe in a thing called “dumb questions”, this however, was one of them. I believe strongly in the power of protesting and have attended countless protests, from ones dealing with US intervention in Kosovo (when I was very young), the Palestinian/Israeli conflict, and of course added to the list is the Iraq war. This rally was an important one and I was not going to miss it, as the continuing escalation of violence, death, and destruction can not continue without protest.

As we marched over the Memorial Bridge, we were confronted with some pro-war protestors. Although I tried my best to ignore them, I couldn’t help but notice the various chants they were screaming; “jeeeeehaaad, jeeeehaaad” was just one of them. It didn’t make any sense why someone would be chanting such a word… what is jihad supposed to mean in this context? Are we “jihadists” because we don’t agree with the president’s policy of occupying countries and being the cause of death and destruction on both sides? Do these people know what they’re saying or are they simply hearing sound bites on television and regurgitating them in sentences that don’t make sense?


All of this angered me but I kept looking at our crowd, where the old, the young, the crippled, and the healthy all showed up to stand up for peace in freezing cold weather. I looked to the father who was pulling behind him a coffin to symbolize his son who died in the fighting. I looked to the mother who around her neck were the boots worn by her son as a soldier before he died. I looked to the brothers and sisters of fallen soldiers. I looked to myself and found that no matter what goes wrong in this world, there will always be people who will stand up for peace and justice and seek positive change in this world. After all, we are the people…we are the deciders.



Some of my favorite words.. March 13, 2007

Filed under: Collge life,Islam — Beesh @ 9:35 pm

I started my blog at the wrong time, a few days before midterm season, when professors feel the need to overload their students with 10 page papers and essay exams that take hours of studying time. Thankfully, I finished most of my midterms (still have one more the day i get back from spring break) and my papers were all turned in, thank God!

As for my first “official/real” post, I decided to pick some of my favorite verses in the Quran to start my blog off on the right foot. In almost all Islamic events and occasions people usually begin with the words of God as it is considered the highest and best of all words and I feel my blog is no different.. so here are some of my favorite words.

Bismillahi Arrahman Arraheem (In the name of God, most gracious most merciful)

He is the One GOD; there is no other god beside Him. Knower of all secrets and declarations. He is the Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

He is the One GOD; there is no other god beside Him. The King, the Most Sacred, the Peace, the Most Faithful, the Supreme, the Almighty, the Most Powerful, the Most Dignified. GOD be glorified; far above having partners.

He is the One God; the Creator, the Initiator, the Designer. To Him belong the most beautiful names. Glorifying Him is everything in the heavens and the earth. He is the Almighty, Most Wise.


~Surat Al-Hashr (The Exodus) 22-24



It’s a girl..i mean, a blog! March 1, 2007

Filed under: Blogging — Beesh @ 4:13 am

After a 10 month pregnancy, this blog has finally been born. I have been wanting to blog from May ’06 but have not had the courage to continue forth with my intentions. It has been on my mind since then, but coming up with a unique name for this space kept me from going ahead and creating it. I am glad that through the pushing and screaming I have made it through! I hope this blog will be of interest to all of you out there as I don’t want to talk to myself 😉

Ok, so like any new parent I’m still learning how to work with this..I’ll be posting very soon though, so look out and come again!