What do you do?

Since I left my job a year ago, the question of “what do you do?” became my worse nightmare. People determine your worth depending on the title you have and the job you do. I recall many faces that challenged me to explain that I am currently on a quest of finding a new job. The reaction on their face, the pettiness in their eyes and the “so you are a housewife” question they conclude my answer with.

Thinking about the feelings and the energy those conversation have given me. As a proud full-time housewife, I am also studying… constantly trying new thing and trying to understand myself. The value of life with meaningful and mindful moments of motherhood and love.

When it comes to a job again I realized also that i don’t want to be doing one thing of the rest of my life. A friend of mine always introduces me as an artist, which I don’t feel confident with because I don’t do art religiously rather occasionally once in a while. I feel also that restricting my self to one domain or one title, doesn’t give me the flexibility to move from one thing that I enjoy doing today to a new thing that start to be fascinated with tomorrow . I’d rather be a bit of everything. Graphic Designer by major, a photographer by heart, an artist wanna be, a psychology big fan, an interior designer to my new house, a researcher for my Phd degree, a mother to two little gems, a crazy wife to a patient husband, a daughter to supportive parents, a big sister to two siblings and a non-stop learner. I don’t want to stop reading, learning and doing new things in my life.

I don’t want to look back at my life and only see one thing but many  flips and turns that I went through. I want to evolve every day, learn from my endless mistakes and cry my emotions proudly anywhere and everywhere (at least I am good at this right now).

To a quest of life (technically to work on final paper)

Nada

November, 2019

What do you do?

Al Fanar restaurant – Pure Emirati

I always wanted to try Al Fanar restaurant the only Emirati decent place to try real Emirati dishes.
So my family and I decided to have lunch there. Since its Friday, many families tend to have their lunch in a restaurant if they don’t have a family gathering, it was already filled with people eating and others waiting.

The entrance of the restaurant showed the daily life in the past, little boys playing, women cooking, selling fishes or carrying water jars. Men also working or looking after their goats.
It takes you 50 years back when life was simply what it was on the streets and between the houses and it’s daily activities. For a moment I really wished I witnessed this simple way of living.

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We took the private rooms since it needed less time to wait for. The whole place was built and decorated  in a very traditional style. The plats were so pretty with the pink flowers. We sat on the wooden table and chairs and we were welcome with a traditional plate of chickpeas OR as we call it Dangaw.

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The menu was fabulous made of the palm fronds which was used as a manual fan in the past.

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The food was very good although many people were disparaging the food.
We had a TV in the room and we could choose songs, pictures or videos. Everything was from the old archive.
We watched a very old documentary about Sh.Zayed (may his soul rest in peace).

It is a must try experience if you are visiting Dubai.
I will leave you with some pictures from today’s lunch.

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Sheikh Zayed and Dubai’s channel really old logo

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Machboos Deyay (chicken) and حبول (fish egg)

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love this table

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Beryani Rubyan (shrimp) and Gsheed

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Tea with mint – Cute little tea pot

Until we meet again enjoy food.
N

Aside

Myself and Photography..

I always had a thing for photography, although I haven’t been practicing it much lately. I blame my iPhone for all the Apps that gives amazing effects.
Yes I became too lazy to carry a camera when I have an iphone that does the job and edit the photo also sends the picture to instgram, twitter and facebook in an easy fast way.

I am so in love with analogue photography the mystery that is carried in every snap. The curiosity until you finish a film and the wait for developing it. Also the surprise of the results.
So last year back in Melbourne I decided to buy my first Holga 120mm. It is very fun to play around snap here and there.. a layer over another..
I will leave you with the first Holga film 120mm

ps: all pictures are not edited

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Until we meet again,
Nada xx

Myself and Photography..

anyone but our prophet…

Every back and then, haters come up with something that raise anger in all Muslims by insulting our prophet. They know very well what can piss off Muslims. The latest drama was caused by an Israeli-American who got 5 million dollars from more than 100 Jewish donors and filmed a movie that was a shock to all Muslims.
I haven’t watched the movie, but I have been reading a lot about it.
The movie was posted in you-tube in English and then in Egyptian Arabic.
It showed our beloved prophet as a fraud who called for massacres.

I don’t understand why can’t we live in peace accepting each other despite our difference in religions.
Why do Jewish always tend to regrow the hate toward Muslims by desecrating the Quran and offending our prophet. As believers we believe that their is a God, all religions would agree on that and whether we differ in following a prophet this can’t be an excuse for you to insult us

What if Jesus was films as a fraud would Christians be cool with that?
That is nothing but spreading hate among mankind, when all we need is PEACE.
And the result is death of innocents in Libya. It is predictable that such a movie will have a huge fuss in the Muslim world and that was the main aim from such an insulting movie.

The prophet Muhammad is very special to us as Muslims he comes right after Allah. By insulting him don’t think that Muslims are gonna clap for you.

We need RESPECT among all of us. We as Muslims should respect and we expect the same from you.
we also need PEACE when death is everywhere, the number of people dying everyday is rapidly rising in syria and it breaks my heart and today in Libya who died Without any guilt.

Respect and Love despite our differences,
N

anyone but our prophet…

هم و انا

غريبة هذه الدنيا و الاغرب اقرب الناس اليك
يدعون حبنا و بافعالهم يجرحون
ترى فيهم نظرة الحاسد و تعجب من كلامهم المتملق
يتمنون سقوطك ليفرحوا خلسة
و هم اول من أرى عند كل سقوط
كأنهم أتوا ليتشمتوا بعد ان شموا رائحة خبثهم التي وصلت إلي
لا  ليواسوا جروحي
ارسم ابتسامتي المعتادة على وجهي
اجلس معهم كأن شيئاً لم يحدث
و اخفي جروحاً كانوا هم السبب فيها

فما اكبر افواههم و ما اصغر افعالهم

ن

هم و انا

25 years of being myself .. Silver Jubilee

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Today I turned 25 years.. 

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Its my Silver Jubilee.. not to mention that I am blessed with everything and everyone in my life.. 
I would never ask for a better family, friends or life..

Life is a journey, and you decide which way you will take until you reach to your destination.. 
All the roads will lead you to one place.. 
Love your life and it’s gonna love you back.. be thankful to everything comes to you bad or good.. 
Pray and Pray and also Pray.. 
 
When I look back at all those years people came into my life and left.. others came and stayed there.. 
I see them standing by my side whenever I need them..  and those who matter, never let them down..

Thank you a million times to those who called, texted, emailed and those who wished me a happy birthday via facebook and twitter.. You mean the world to me.. 

Until we meet again,
Birthday Girl xx 

25 years of being myself .. Silver Jubilee

August is here ..

the year twenty twelve is just flying… it is already August the first

Whenever a month ends, I look back at the days and how did spend that month..
What did I achieve? What needs to be changes? What do I want to achieve next?

July was special, many stuff were going on.

My official results from Uni were out, and I announced myself a graduate of Masters in Design. One great story in my life has ended.. A year and a half being away from family and friends.. Studying and working to achieve a goal I always wanted.. All the tears that i shed were worth the joy and pride I carry today.. Thank you Allah <;3

A very special month of Ramadan has come carried with it love and forgiveness.. Muslims all over the world fast during this month.. from sunrise until sunset..
And when the time is close for breaking their fast, you will see plates flying from door to door.. Neighbours exchange different dishes..
You will also notice the tents outside some houses where men gather all night.. Playing cards or football and eat all night..
Women are usually busy getting ready for Eid (celebration of breaking fast) specially in the first week of Ramadan.. They also enjoy gatherings with friends and family..
This month teaches us to be patience and to control our desires… Feel the poor and the hunger…
It is always a new start to be a better person..

As I always promise my family that I will cook for them
I have managed to come up with some dishes.. unfortunately I didn’t take pictures of everything I have done..
But here is some of I have done ..

Recipe (Arabic)

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Carrot Cake recipe

August is here ..

Old School (new school for Graphic Design and Typography)

Sometimes you meet people for a very short time yet you feel that you knew them forever..

 

One day when I was in Melbourne I decided to get out of my comfort zone and try something new. In a new place that I have never been to.

Maybe Zone 2 ?! Oh no not that far..

I decided to join a workshop at the old school (Publish or Perish), although I didn’t know what to expect, who will be with me I just did it.

I woke up early in the morning, didn’t want to be the only Arab who is late to the first class… Got into the tram and sat there until i reached to the last stop when I got off.. I had to walk to the school..

All of a sudden I saw myself walking in a neighbourhood and it was my very first time to be in an Aussie suburb…

The houses are very different to our houses in the Emirates, in terms of the Architecture, the front yard, the colours and all the pretty flowers and trees..  All the houses seemed the same to me, maybe because the various designs we have in our neighbourhood (dubai)

I walked slowly between the houses also afraid of being an outsider in a suburb, but my fear vanished when all the women passed and gave me a smile, like they knew I was not from the area.. But soon my fear returned stronger this time when i reached to the school and I saw a huge dog walking toward me.. I said all the prayers I could recall at that moment and ran to the other side of the street !!!

I am now laughing at myself But seriously this fear is so stupid.. I should see a shrink LOL !!!

Anyways, back to the main topic…. My 5 weeks course at the old school was remarkable. Being surrounded by creative people who worked side by side.. We shared opinion ..  Gave each other feedbacks.. we all ended up with amazing publications..

Anya a Singaporean lawyer who is a great illustrator, did a wonderful job telling her uncles story
Adriyana who is obsessed with tattoos ended up with a great little publication that showed her grandfathers tattoos drawings
Vetra the amazing Artist gathered her Art work in her book
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Imageand finally my book which was also my masters research gathered under the title Dispelling The Myths. Half of my book is research and other half me speaking my mind.. It shows that not all Arabs are the ones we see in movies and not all Arab women are dominated by men.. We are advanced, Educated and we have our freedom of choice yet we are covered with Hijab..

You can check my book here

Read more about the Old School here

Until we meet again,
Peace
Nada

Old School (new school for Graphic Design and Typography)