Friday, February 10, 2006


Earlier today I called Baba in Casa. He was at the mechanic's. Some problem with my mother's car.

Asked him what he thought about the Danish cartoons business.

Him: Ya 7abiby ya Mo7amad. (O beloved Mo7amad.)
A voice next to him: Ya 7abiby. (O beloved(reference to Mohamed))
Then another voice: Allahuma sali 3laih.(May God bless him))
Him: Ya Ra7man.(O Merciful God)
Him(to me): Inti ma tisma3i?Elnas tsali 3laih.(Didn't you hear?You pray for him too.)
Me: 3laihi alsalat wasalam.(Peace be upon him)

That was it. Somehow I was expecting he would say more. But he changed the subject. Guess he doesn't like to talk about it maybe? Or maybe he doesn't want me thinking about it anymore or getting upset?

The two voices were one of the mechanics & another guy who was there getting his car fixed too. They overheard & decided to join the conversation.



Blogger Me said...

Allahoma sali wa salem wa barek 3ala nabeyona w 7abibona Mo7ammad...

God bless you, your father and all the people who love our beloved Prophet...

2/10/2006 07:09:00 PM  
Blogger Nerro said...

Well, he said it all ya Loulou :)

2/11/2006 12:22:00 AM  
Blogger tota said...

this is the same way i feel about it, suddenly i felt no i just dont want to disucss this issue, with ppl or on blogs, so when i pass by a post talkin about this subject i read, but dont feel want to disucss it, the same happened with ur prev. post!

2/12/2006 07:53:00 PM  
Blogger Alb Sayed said...

I think it's hillarious that people in the street just joined in the conversation!

2/14/2006 10:21:00 PM  
Blogger LouLou said...

Alb Sayed,

"I think it's hillarious that people in the street just joined in the conversation!"

Oh you can't have private conversations in public places in Morocco. Not unless you're in Rabat - which is the city everyone loves to hate because it is so cold & unfriendly & everyone is invisible.

Once in Casa my friend was getting some things for her Mom & she was running a bit late. Her mother called her on her cellphone & asked where are you. My friend thought of telling her Mom she was at a more advanced stage of the journey than she actually was. She didn't want her Mom stressing & yelling.

So she tells her Mom on the phone that she's in Sidi Moumen. And some guy passing by immediately replies no this is Sidi Maaroof. And her Mom goes what where are you exactly. So again my friend says Sidi Moumen. By this time she's walked a few yards away from the first interfering guy so she thinks it's safe. And guess what?A woman replies la, la Sidi Maaroof. So my friend gives up & just tells her Mom she's in Sidi Maaroof.

2/15/2006 04:16:00 PM  
Blogger Alb Sayed said...


Haha, that's great, it definitely gives a sense of community, but I can see how it can be extremely annoying at the same time.

I don't think this can happen in Cairo, except maybe if you're in a taxi and you're trying to figure out where you are or what time it is, then the driver may jump in with an answer.

This only adds to my reasons of wanting to visit Morocco.

2/15/2006 05:58:00 PM  

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