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I can forgive but CANNOT FORGET. ( 02.08.1990 ) #kuwait #q8 #iraq

I can forgive but  CANNOT FORGET. (02.08.1990)
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…  Oh ,it was little out of routine for me. I was 4 years old and was surprised to see my elder brother and sister that they came back very early from school. My mom shut all the windows & doors and my father was making phone calls. After a while I started shouting with excitement when the first time I saw my toy ‘TANK’ in real which was really very hugggggee. At the same time I was slapped by mom and became silent Parents started packing, on asking I got that we are going on a picnic. Oh I was very excited, the moment I saw my mom packing stuff and i also started packing my toys. Now my bag is full with my toys and felt happy. Same time my mom came from the other room, picked my bag, emptied my bag of toys on ground and took it for her use. i was like Ohhhh,… what is this….! I again started shouting and as usual got one more slap. Then she kissed on my cheek and said that papa will get me new toys. Mom had tears in her eyes then i felt that SOMETHING IS WRONGGGG. I still remember that i hide my toys (Thundercats, walkytalky, weapons, cars… etc) under the dinning table on the chair with hope that one day i will get all back. Next day we locked the door and handed over the key to our neighbour. I remember, She (our neighbour) was a long, healthy, +65 and interesting thing is that she was a MOBILE BAKALA of nuts. She always had nuts in her hands for us. When we gave her keys, she wept badly, turn by turn she was looking at our home, at keys and then us. Oh God it was a tough time for my parents and as well as for Kuwait. WE LEFT KUWAIT BUT KUWAIT DIDNT LEAVE US AND BROUGHT US BACK TO KUWAIT. I love you Kuwait, I know im not Kuwaiti and anytime some new rule can kick me out. But still i want to live here for as long as i can, with my family, with my love and nice memories.
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‘ Mubarakiyah ‘ Photography Exhibition

' Mubarakiyah ' Photography Exhibition

Location: CAP’s warehouse. Industrial Shuwaikh, Block 2, St 28, Next to Life Center.
Date & Time : Opening Reception: 10th of October.
Exhibition days: 10 October -17 October 2012

A group exhibition featuring a series of photographs taken by 15 participants of the CAP photography workshop. Led by two members of the Rawiya Collective, Laura Boushnak & Tamara Abdul Hadi, the workshop took place last May, in the Mubarakiyah Souq for a duration of two days. It’s main focus was on the old souq, the vendors, the visitors and the stories that can be found in this local public market.
All proceeds will go to “Hayat” Breast Cancer Foundation.

Peace One Day , First time in Kuwait.

Peace One Day , First time in Kuwait.

CAP – Contemporary Art Platform, Shuwaikh, Kuwait

Friday, 21st September 2012
5:30pm until 9:30pm

(KUWAIT UPTO DATE in support of PEACE ONE DAY with CAP)

On the 21st of September 2012, the day of international peace approved by the United Nations, CAP are bringing, for the first time, Peace One Day to Kuwait, to raise awareness of peace in the region and to create a local unity that can ripple out onto a global unity for peace. The Art Salon, an art movement of composed of artists & designers & musicians of all nationalities that live & work in Kuwait, is hosting “Peace One Day – Global Truce” in Kuwait for the first time, by having an art exhibition to honor global peace. Join us if you support global peace. Children are welcome. We want them to grow up understanding & supporting peace.

Schedule:
5:50pm – Introductions
6:00pm – Kuwait Riders & Venetian Riders will enter and preform.
6:15pm – Release of the Pigeons.
6:20pm – Puppet show by Dalia Al-Hadi.
6:30pm – Hassan Karam (saxophone and violin)
7:00pm till 7:15pm – Poetry from the LOYAC volunteers.
7:15pm – Puppet show by Dalia Al-Hadi.
7:30pm – Abdullatif From Loyac (violin)
8:00pm till 8:30pm – Basil Al-Hadi Karrouhat band.
9:00pm – Hassan karam from Loyac (saxophone)
9:15pm – Open band
Art sales will be going on throughout the event.

Location: CAP – Contemporary Art Platform, Shuwaikh, Kuwait
For exact location by Map apply following points in google map 29.32295,47.954861 or click on below link for map and contacts

http://capkuwait.com/location

Parking: KINDLY USE THE UNDERGROUND PARKING.

We can forgive but CANNOT FORGET.

We can forgive but CANNOT FORGET.

Oh ,it was little out of routine for me. I was 4 years old and was surprised to see my elder brother and sister that they came back very early from school. My mom shut all the windows & doors and my father was making phone calls.

After a while I started shouting with excitement when the first time I saw my toy ‘TANK’ in real which was really very hugggggee. At the same time I was slapped by mom and became silent :-(

Parents started packing, on asking I got that we are going on a picnic. Oh I was very excited, the moment I saw my mom packing stuff and i also started packing my toys. Now my bag is full with my toys and felt happy. Same time my mom came from the other room, picked my bag, emptied my bag of toys on ground and took it for her use. i was like Ohhhh,… what is this….!

I again started shouting and as usual got one more slap. Then she kissed on my cheek and said that papa will get me new toys. Mom had tears in her eyes then i felt that SOMETHING IS WRONGGGG.

I still remember that i hide my toys (Thundercats, walkytalky, weapons, cars… etc) under the dinning table on the chair with hope that one day i will get all back.

Next day we locked the door and handed over the key to our neighbour. I remember, She (our neighbour) was a long, healthy, +65 and interesting thing is that she was a MOBILE BAKALA of nuts. She always had nuts in her hands for us. When we gave her keys, she wept badly, turn by turn she was looking at our home, at keys and then us. Oh God it was a tough time for my parents and as well as for Kuwait.

WE LEFT KUWAIT BUT KUWAIT DIDNT LEAVE US AND BROUGHT US BACK TO KUWAIT.

I love you Kuwait, I know im not Kuwaiti and anytime some new rule can kick me out. But still i want to live here for as long as i could, with my family, with my love and nice memories.

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