Superfluous Rants

thanks for the feedback everyone
the comments section is not working for some reason. i get to see them but they don't get published...oh well i might have fidgeted something
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Just a quick post from London
Its so freaking cold here and I was caught amidst a major hailstorm with nowhere to hide
my head hurts now :-(

I started watching the show The Wire earlier this week and I'm absolutely addicted to it. Its probably the most engrossing police drama I have ever seen. It covers everything from politics to socioeconomic issues to petty drug dealers. I finished one season so far and there is 4 more to go. At this rate I will probably be done in a month lol. The thing I like most is the fact that its not all out action like most other police dramas, it takes a novel like approach in building characters and story lines. There's an ensemble of complex protagonists and antagonists. For instance my favourite character so far: Stringer Bell, an enforcer for a drug lord, is not just another "Mo" from the streets. Instead we have a character that is very shrewd and plays the game with an entrepreneurial mentality. He even takes economics classes in a community college.
I highly recommend this show if you haven't checked it out. Word to my boy Shakil for pestering me about it all this time.

Not only is Emmanuel Adebayor a classles twat, he is a shameless thief. Apparently last season he robbed clean the Arsenal dressing room after the final game. Amongst other things he grabbed a pair of boots that Robin Van Persie was saving for his friends. In defense Adebayor's agent had this to say

“A lot of African players take kit back to their country because the facilities and conditions in Africa are not the same as they are in England."

What a load of crap.

Eid-ul-fitr has always been my favourite of the two Eids, especially while growing up in Al-Ain. I remember waking up very early to go to the Eid prayers and then sadly (I suppose) looking forward to the end of the prayers in order for the feasting to begin. Eid has always been about the food. Not just sampling or tasting but gorging vast amount of delicious calorie laden FOOD! Haha. We would wear our new clothes and go from door to door, greeting aunties and hugging uncles, and EAT!
Rice, beef, chicken, curry, sweets..the whole shabang. Most of my Eids would end up at Mamu's (then called Mishu) one way or another. I don't think I have ever spent a single Eid without Mamu (aka Mishu aka Head Boss) or Nasir (then called Tanim) while we were all in Al-Ain.
One of the more memorable Eids was when Naseef (then called Nishu) held his first semi-somewhat-annual Eid cricket game. I remember that first one quite vividly for one sole incident. I was batting at one down and I came in quite early having lost our opener. Nasir (aka Tanim aka CEO of NMT Corp.) was bowling on the other end and I hit him for a boundary on his first ball. Inspired by a Star Sports Cricket special I pointed my bat towards him and yelled BODYLINE!! It was ON! Dammnit, I wanted blood. His blood? My blood! I was taunting him to hit me! As Nasir (aka Tanim baba) took his 15 gajillion steps run up for his delivery, all I thought of was the boundary. 6! 4! Certainly over Naseef's (aka Nishu) head. Alas, as fate is a cruel mistress, I was clean bowled middle stump. I remember slamming the bat down hard on the pavement as Nasir celebrated.
Rest assured I did take my revenge over the years hehe but BODYLINE has remained.
Eids in Canada haven't  been able to keep up with my Eids in Al-Ain. Heck, last year I even coined the term Eid Muba-humbug, jokingly ofcourse. I know very well the reason for these second-rate Eids but meh I would rather not get into that now.
Eid Mubarak everyone! May Allah reward us with the best!
And oh yeah, feast on!!