رحلة إجبارية مع مليشيا جيش المهدي (edit)

a new blog, in Arabic, find credit goes to Ms.Tita.
iraqi blogs in arabic hold a dear place in my heart, i cant write much in arabic because i am not eloquent enough!
so, without further ado, i will leave you with Nabeel al Iraqi's own words:


حكايات رجل يعيش في بغداد

ما يحدث في بغداد لا يحدث كثيرا في أماكن أخرى.... سأروي لكم بعض ما حدث ويحدث ولكني لا أعدكم أن كل ما يحدث فيها جميل!!

من أنا: أنا شاب من هذا الوطن..قدري أن أولد هنا..وقدري كبقية العراقيين أن أعاني...ولكن مازالت شعلة الامل فينا لاتنطفئ...وجأت كي أشارككم ما أرى...

EDIT: "People, please check stuff before you write, there are multiple blogs here that are not onBlogspot. -Kid."

Once upon a Pumpkin-Nibbler's life!

Whoops - missed this one! A not so new blogger starting a new blog...

Riot Starter is turning out to be a serial blogger. Since starting university she declares that she has stopped blogging as herself but is now blogging as Pumpkin Nibbler. And her new blog follows the conversations and desires off her group of first-year university students and more. "Life is full of disappointments, and I'm full of life." she says.

IBC Maintenance

I have deleted all nonexistent blogs as well a couple of unrelated blogs, separated the abandoned blogs from ones which are still active, and the result is as you see it. Down from 212 to 110. This was not a methodical business, I have made some mistakes here and there but the error margin could be by the approximity of 1 to 5 blogs.
This is one of several ideas I have for this site, and perhaps the most boring. Expect more in the future.

Iraqi Geek

www.iraqigeek.com

As the name suggests, by large technology blog, with useful tutorials as to how to fix your own laptop, it is the sort of thing that would make Salam Adil proud. Sometimes, however, traces of humanity can still be detected, as evidenced by his recent posts. What makes it refreshing is that he doesn't talk about politics that much.

A mind of a 13 year old Iraqi girl

I remember when I was 13. It was a time of mental conflict and intense confusion. What with puberty and discovering girls as something other than annoying aliens for the first time.

I really, really dont want to know what goes on in the mind of a 13 year old. So it is with some trepidation that I approached this blog. But this reminds me of the fun side of being 13. A time of approaching the grown up world without disappointments or inhibitions. Exploring new ideas with a sense of enjoyment.

I miss Iraq

A&Eiraqi lived his dreams. He left Iraq months ago to pusue a career in medicine in London. But like many Iraqis he longs for home. And this is what he misses:

A special smile, which expresses thankfulness and a few words with which people pray to Allah asking him to give his mercy to my parents.
Neighbors, who didn’t mind knocking my door even at midnight seeking for help.
Friends who always supported me and I supported them.
The Iraqi poetry which, I recall wherever I go. That sadness which covers every aspect of our life.