Monday, January 27, 2020
Saturday, January 25, 2020
Cold Spell in Qatar
Just the usual January cold spell ...cold , windy , dusty . Luckily it does not last weeks only days .
Celebrating the Chinese New Year in Qatar
Chinese Good Luck - Fu - luxury golden Foil Card
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Dragons are believed to possess qualities that include great power, dignity, and wisdom!🐲🐉
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Join the Dragon Parade starting 7:30PM today at Mall of Qatar!
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Celebrate the #ChineseNewYear right here with some spectacular performances!🇨🇳
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Make sure you enjoy visit our Chinese Cultural Hub at the Luxury Court to experience arts & crafts from the 25-31st of January
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by almawad
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from January 25 - February 5 2020
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New Year concert by the Qatar Philharmonic Orchestra 2020
The New Year concert by the Qatar Philharmonic Orchestra took place yesterday . Unfortunately I could not get ticket . But it was so nice to see that they started the concert by Hungarian composers - Kodaly and Liszt .
Zoltán Kodály: Dances of Galanta (Galántai táncok)
Franz Liszt: Concerto No. 2 in A Major, for Piano and Orchestra, S.125
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Fledermaus Overture
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Vergnügungszug (Pleasure Train Polka), Op. 281
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Persian March, Op. 289
Johann Strauss, Jr.:Thunder and Lightning Polka (S-REF)
Franz Lehár: Merry Widow (Ballsirenen Waltz)
Josef Strauss: Feuerfest (Fireproof)! Polka-Francaise, Op. 269
Emerich Kalman: Countess Maritza - Overture
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Bauernpolka Op. 276
Zoltán Kodály: Dances of Galanta (Galántai táncok)
Franz Liszt: Concerto No. 2 in A Major, for Piano and Orchestra, S.125
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Fledermaus Overture
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Vergnügungszug (Pleasure Train Polka), Op. 281
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Persian March, Op. 289
Johann Strauss, Jr.:Thunder and Lightning Polka (S-REF)
Franz Lehár: Merry Widow (Ballsirenen Waltz)
Josef Strauss: Feuerfest (Fireproof)! Polka-Francaise, Op. 269
Emerich Kalman: Countess Maritza - Overture
Johann Strauss, Jr.: Bauernpolka Op. 276
Wednesday, January 22, 2020
The mystery of a January Day - stories from my childhood
It was a scintillating, vibrant winter day. Mom said that I do not have to go to school.
We would have been visiting her friend who got a baby girl. I remember that day clearly and in many details.
We were baking cookies; I was allowed to help. I had my own corner in the kitchen with my small rolling pin.
As I was cutting the cookies, I would watch the jellies in the plates near the windows.
It reminded me of a story of my big brother. He used to be afraid from the wobbling jelly when he was a toddler.
I smiled.
Afterwards, we left for auntie Lizi who was the best friend of my mom at that time.
The night before they arrived at our home, when I was already in bed, they said "We got the baby!"
It sounded as if everybody was very cheerful. Eventually, my father entered my bedroom to tell me about the good news; I was not in a cheerful mood. I was screaming " Leave me alone! " My father did not listen to me. He lifted me from my bed and wanted to carry me to the other room so I can have a look at the newcomer, but I was in a tantrum and was kicking my father all over. He was forced to put me back in bed. I spoiled the evening. Nobody understood why I was behaving like that; I could not understand myself either.
The baby was lovely: smiling with big brown eyes. It was a nice visit. My mom and her friends were talking about how difficult it was to get her out of the hospital. I apologized for my behavior the night before. The apology was accepted.
This baby girl brought much cheer into her own parents and our life. My baby brother and this newcomer were growing together. Nearly every day we met and they became good friends. They got on very well with each other. "No wonder," the moms would often say "they were born on the same day!"
My brother was born in the summer. Something did not add up. But there were so many things like that in life. I did not care much about this small issue.
Then we moved to another part of the country, and we grew up not seeing each other for a long time.
After twenty years, something surprising happened. We were reunited for a Sunday lunch. Auntie Lizi was crying while telling her daughter's story to my mom.
"She was always a lovely, obedient child. Then when she was 18 she left us suddenly."
Her daughter was very disappointed when she had to learn from the neighbors that she was an adopted child. Her parents wanted to keep it secret.
Only then I understood many things about that January night. The baby was already a half year old. Just like my brother. And auntie Lizi did not have a big tummy before the baby. Because of the bureaucracy, it was very difficult to get the baby they chose.
It was then I understood many things about that January day.
And the story we heard at lunch was not uplifting.
The secrecy of her adoption made her feel inferior. Terribly. She grew into a beautiful and smart young lady, but she would not go to college. There were lots of decent men of their circles who wanted to marry her, but she had a strong feeling of being less than them. She is an adopted one. She married a worker from the factory.
God knows how many times she was told by her peers "You are an adopted child!" How long she was carrying the burden of this secrecy! How many times she tried to ask her parents about it! But she was never brave enough until she became 18.
Keeping an adoption secret is a terrible mistake! I saw with my own eyes how it kept a lovely young person from living her life up to full potential .
We would have been visiting her friend who got a baby girl. I remember that day clearly and in many details.
We were baking cookies; I was allowed to help. I had my own corner in the kitchen with my small rolling pin.
As I was cutting the cookies, I would watch the jellies in the plates near the windows.
It reminded me of a story of my big brother. He used to be afraid from the wobbling jelly when he was a toddler.
I smiled.
Afterwards, we left for auntie Lizi who was the best friend of my mom at that time.
The night before they arrived at our home, when I was already in bed, they said "We got the baby!"
It sounded as if everybody was very cheerful. Eventually, my father entered my bedroom to tell me about the good news; I was not in a cheerful mood. I was screaming " Leave me alone! " My father did not listen to me. He lifted me from my bed and wanted to carry me to the other room so I can have a look at the newcomer, but I was in a tantrum and was kicking my father all over. He was forced to put me back in bed. I spoiled the evening. Nobody understood why I was behaving like that; I could not understand myself either.
The baby was lovely: smiling with big brown eyes. It was a nice visit. My mom and her friends were talking about how difficult it was to get her out of the hospital. I apologized for my behavior the night before. The apology was accepted.
This baby girl brought much cheer into her own parents and our life. My baby brother and this newcomer were growing together. Nearly every day we met and they became good friends. They got on very well with each other. "No wonder," the moms would often say "they were born on the same day!"
My brother was born in the summer. Something did not add up. But there were so many things like that in life. I did not care much about this small issue.
Then we moved to another part of the country, and we grew up not seeing each other for a long time.
After twenty years, something surprising happened. We were reunited for a Sunday lunch. Auntie Lizi was crying while telling her daughter's story to my mom.
"She was always a lovely, obedient child. Then when she was 18 she left us suddenly."
Her daughter was very disappointed when she had to learn from the neighbors that she was an adopted child. Her parents wanted to keep it secret.
Only then I understood many things about that January night. The baby was already a half year old. Just like my brother. And auntie Lizi did not have a big tummy before the baby. Because of the bureaucracy, it was very difficult to get the baby they chose.
It was then I understood many things about that January day.
And the story we heard at lunch was not uplifting.
The secrecy of her adoption made her feel inferior. Terribly. She grew into a beautiful and smart young lady, but she would not go to college. There were lots of decent men of their circles who wanted to marry her, but she had a strong feeling of being less than them. She is an adopted one. She married a worker from the factory.
God knows how many times she was told by her peers "You are an adopted child!" How long she was carrying the burden of this secrecy! How many times she tried to ask her parents about it! But she was never brave enough until she became 18.
Keeping an adoption secret is a terrible mistake! I saw with my own eyes how it kept a lovely young person from living her life up to full potential .
Thursday, January 09, 2020
Over 50% of all refugees are children
Over 50% of all refugees are children.— UNHCR, the UN Refugee Agency (@Refugees) January 9, 2020
👧🏾👶🏻🧑🏽🧒🏻👩🏾👶🏼👦🏿👧🏻👶🏾🧑🏿👦🏽👧🏿🧑🏾👱🏼♀️👦🏾👧🏽 pic.twitter.com/h023Lg1pQt
Wednesday, January 08, 2020
OPENING CONCERT OF FRANCE-QATAR YEAR OF CULTURE 2020
OPENING CONCERT OF FRANCE-QATAR YEAR OF CULTURE 2020
Friday 10 January 2020 , 07:30pm
Katara Opera House
Marc Piollet, conductor
Lise De La Salle, piano
Hamad Naama: Doha Secrets Symphony
Camille Saint Saens: Concerto No. 2 in G Minor for Piano and Orchestra
Hector Berlioz: Symphony Fantastic, OP. 14
KATARA OPERA HOUSE
KATARA CULTURAL VILLAGE
DOHA, AD DAWHAH - QATAR
PRICE RANGE: QAR0.00 - QAR500.00
Friday 10 January 2020 , 07:30pm
Katara Opera House
Marc Piollet, conductor
Lise De La Salle, piano
Hamad Naama: Doha Secrets Symphony
Camille Saint Saens: Concerto No. 2 in G Minor for Piano and Orchestra
Hector Berlioz: Symphony Fantastic, OP. 14
KATARA OPERA HOUSE
KATARA CULTURAL VILLAGE
DOHA, AD DAWHAH - QATAR
PRICE RANGE: QAR0.00 - QAR500.00
Tuesday, January 07, 2020
FAA flight prohibitions in the area
These new prohibitions practically affect very few US carriers, however, the impact could be significant if other countries issue similar NOTAMs for their air carriers or especially if other airlines decide to reroute around Iraq and Iran regardless of NOTAM. https://t.co/2rpDPsB0nx— Flightradar24 (@flightradar24) January 8, 2020
Updates on the commercial aviation situation in Iraq and Iran — track live flights in the area, read relevant NOTAMs, and see diversions and rerouted flights.https://t.co/RaH0ibnYJa pic.twitter.com/0XwRtIQshy— Flightradar24 (@flightradar24) January 8, 2020
From visionaries to Vloggers - media revolutions in the Middle East
Mark your calendars — the #mediamajlis next exhibition opens on Wednesday, January 15, 2020. #mediarevolutions https://t.co/xZ4yvejg9Q— Northwestern Qatar (@NUQatar) January 5, 2020
Doha International Book Fair - 2020
The Doha International Book Fair, one of the largest international book fairs in the region is back again!📚🤓— Campus & Student Life in Qatar (@Students_Qatar) January 7, 2020
▫️Location: @Deccqatar
▫️Date: January 9 - 18
▫️Timings:
- Sat to Wed- 9 am to 9 pm
- Thu- 9 am to 10 pm
- Fri- 3 pm to 10 pm pic.twitter.com/maUGTxWwvT
Arabian horse with chestnut coat pillow case
The Arabian horse, portrait of a typical famous Arabian with chestnut color coat.Its name is Euclid and was property of Mayor E. L . Eliot .Winner of 9 races in India . The 19th century book illustration was retouched and applied on this pillowcase by Alma Wad . Front and back design . Great gift for the horse lover in your life .
Al Shaqab Show Jumping Competition - January 5 - 2020
Come and enjoy a stunning equestrian performance this weekend with the #AlShaqabShowJumpingCompetition! Grab a coffee from one of their cafés, take your kids to their kids zone, and enjoy the show! The event takes place from Jan 10-11. @AlShaqab pic.twitter.com/WaS0LWuoX6— Qatar Foundation (@QF) January 5, 2020
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