Finally.. after almost 2 months of "hunting", I landed up at the right palce. In a job which I have always dreamed of. . To be a part of a good advertising brands, working with major brands, To be a part of a creative team as well as Manegerial Team... And guess where i ended up.. BLACK COFFEE.!! well that's the name of the company I work for. A new venture in Doha by Dubai's famous ad firm, watermelon (http://www.watermelonme.com/) . I gotta Handle the Business Development as well as take care of the creatie works.. hmm... well. that means.. meetings with clients in suites in the morning.... and messing up with pencil and paper in the afternoon in a pair of old jeans and funky tees thinking of those "mind blowing (??)" concepts to present in fornt of clients....
Thank God.. I feel this Job's all interesting.. I love the two sides of my job after all.. u get to meet the decision makers of corporate jungle.. and you too get to decide what people should see in ads and in what way...
a new chapter in life startes here... all dreams of my design concepts and advertising views get a premature birth here in all of a sudden unexpected turn...
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Monday, June 25, 2007
God Bless Misnad
Submitted by mufy on Sun, 24/06/2007 - 8:41am.
Qatari Culture
Ok here's another story.
We went to Al Khor to meet an Arab friend. The friend we went to meet was in deep sleep. So we thought to goto beach and return back when he awakes. It was around 3 in the afternoon. My friend who drives the car is too short and often couldn't see what's right in front of the car. There was a slope near the road and the car fell into it! The car got stuck over a big stone in the front. The car stands with front down into the slop. We tried for 20 minutes and nothing worked.. Then a Qatari in Landcruiser happend to pass by..
He stopped and asked us if we have rope. We said no. He parked his car and then went to nearby construction site and took a long and thin iron rod. It was full of rust. He came to us with it and he asked if we could see a hook behind the car - we looked and we never saw it coz all that part was hard top under the sand. Then he kneeled, and put his head under the little space uder the car. He put the rod through it and spend five minutes wrestling with the iron rod trying to get into the hook. We wer helping him from the other rod. Finally we were able to pull out the car.
He said ok and was about to leave as soon as our car was pulled out. I looked at the man... His thoube was fully stained with sand and crease from under the car. His hand was hurt catching the iron rusted rod. We thanked him alot and asked his name. His name was MISNAD. We understood that he was cousin of the friend whom we came to meet.
May god bless him. I include him in my prayers now.
too see comments from qatarliving.com : http://www.qatarliving.com/node/21540#comments
Qatari Culture
Ok here's another story.
We went to Al Khor to meet an Arab friend. The friend we went to meet was in deep sleep. So we thought to goto beach and return back when he awakes. It was around 3 in the afternoon. My friend who drives the car is too short and often couldn't see what's right in front of the car. There was a slope near the road and the car fell into it! The car got stuck over a big stone in the front. The car stands with front down into the slop. We tried for 20 minutes and nothing worked.. Then a Qatari in Landcruiser happend to pass by..
He stopped and asked us if we have rope. We said no. He parked his car and then went to nearby construction site and took a long and thin iron rod. It was full of rust. He came to us with it and he asked if we could see a hook behind the car - we looked and we never saw it coz all that part was hard top under the sand. Then he kneeled, and put his head under the little space uder the car. He put the rod through it and spend five minutes wrestling with the iron rod trying to get into the hook. We wer helping him from the other rod. Finally we were able to pull out the car.
He said ok and was about to leave as soon as our car was pulled out. I looked at the man... His thoube was fully stained with sand and crease from under the car. His hand was hurt catching the iron rusted rod. We thanked him alot and asked his name. His name was MISNAD. We understood that he was cousin of the friend whom we came to meet.
May god bless him. I include him in my prayers now.
too see comments from qatarliving.com : http://www.qatarliving.com/node/21540#comments
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
living in a chemistry lab..
someitmes, when i interact on QL (www.qatarliving.com), i feel like i'm inside a chemistry lab. You have to know wats acid and wat are bases. You can't end up burning your fingers. You just can't put the wrong mixtures in the same test tube. Some are spontaneous.. others take time to react..
Living in a cosmopolitan city and having friends from all parts may surely make you feel like that. Sometimes you have to say facts without touching anywhere. sometimes, truths are best when kept quiet. You don't know who gets hurt and when. you can't say 'damn america' and expect to see everyone happy. you can support iran but at the same time u can't hate america. You have to make sure thrice that something you say isn't going to make you a racist which you haven't even dreamt of. When you say answer to the life of a woman behind a veil, you are sure to be fired with the another round of unlogic questions. you can't get angry when others say bad about ur religion because how can you beleive in something you cannot defend? When someone posted a classified for a lady to share his flat.. everyone mocked at him... at the same time you go out with a guy, you are a gay!!!
some things are never meant to be understood..
Living in a cosmopolitan city and having friends from all parts may surely make you feel like that. Sometimes you have to say facts without touching anywhere. sometimes, truths are best when kept quiet. You don't know who gets hurt and when. you can't say 'damn america' and expect to see everyone happy. you can support iran but at the same time u can't hate america. You have to make sure thrice that something you say isn't going to make you a racist which you haven't even dreamt of. When you say answer to the life of a woman behind a veil, you are sure to be fired with the another round of unlogic questions. you can't get angry when others say bad about ur religion because how can you beleive in something you cannot defend? When someone posted a classified for a lady to share his flat.. everyone mocked at him... at the same time you go out with a guy, you are a gay!!!
some things are never meant to be understood..
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