கலவர பூமிய பாத்தாவது திருந்துங்கடே

Neurotic Iraqi Wife is an Iraqi-British woman living and working in the Green Zone. Here's her blog on the most important recent event: Iraq's victory over Saudi Arabia in football's Asian Cup.

Monday, 30 July 2007:

As our team scored its goal, we all started jumping up and down. They all got up from their chairs screaming, shouting, dancing, singing. It was amazing. I cried, I cried for it was extremely emotional. One of the US generals also joined the celebrations.

...It was nice to see everyone enjoying the moment. Everyone, without any exceptions.

In a war-torn country filled with rivers of blood and streets of charred flesh, it was as if God was smiling on us again.

How I wish I was in the Red Zone. How I wish I was amidst all this. The Green Zone came alive, and so did the rest of the country."

படிக்கணும்னா இங்க கிளிக்குங்க

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he victory was a rare chance for Iraq's many refugees to forget the violence that drove them out of their country. Nabil is 19. He left Baghdad and arrived in Jordan last month.

Monday, 30 July

You should have seen what happened here in Amman. All the Iraqis went out to the streets in their cars carrying Iraqi flags and singing Iraqi songs, especially the song "Elyoum yomak ya batal", which means "Today is your day, you are a hero".

The feeling we had today will never be forgotten, Iraqis here were all united, there weren't Sunni or Shiite or Kurdish people, they were all Iraqis, just Iraqis.

Saudi people were the best, I really respected them today, they went out in their cars carrying Iraqi flags that said "Iraqi... Iraqi... you deserve it".

It was really a very happy day but the bad thing was the response of the Jordanian authorities.

They started stopping cars and taking Iraqi flags from people. They arrested several people and beat up several guys.

படிக்கணும்னா இங்க கிளிக்குங்க

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Sunshine is a 15-year-old girl in Mosul, northern Iraq. For her, the football euphoria wore off too fast.

Friday, 10 August

After we won the game , I hoped that the coming days and months would be peaceful and we would live happily ever after!

The situation now is not good at all... last Thursday, Mama came back from her work, and said three mortars fell on the hospital, there were injured and dead people. It was a horrible day. While she was talking to me about her bad day, her Mom called and said "Aunt Nazly died".

Aunt Nazly's brother came to my grandparents to tell them about his sister. He was shocked and in denial...

They don't have close relatives here, they came from Armenia so many years ago, and both of them are not married.

Grandpa started to call the churches, he didn't find any presbyter, or monk; all of them had been threatened and had left Iraq.

Luckily, Grandma found a 75-year-old female relative. She came after a few hours with a young monk. He took Aunt Nazly alone, to the Armenian cemetery in Baquba.

This fabulous woman who dedicated her life to serving the community and was loved by everyone, didn't have the funeral she deserved. She was a nurse and had saved many souls.

[They find her elderly brother died later that day].

Berg and Nazly were my grandparents' neighbours for more than 40 years, so it was very hard for them to lose them both in one day.

The neighbours who kept cooking and taking care of them before they died were Muslims (Sunnis and Shiites) as well as Christians. What you hear about the fight among the castes is not true, the citizens don't do that (only the politicians as I believe).

PLEASE the last thing I need is someone to argue with me and tell me the war is for our own good, because I live in Iraq and I can tell you, we had a better life...

படிக்கணும்னா இங்க கிளிக்குங்க

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Mohammed is a 25-year-old dentist in Baghdad. His attempt at a summer holiday was less successful; he and his wife were denied entry to Jordan. He describes their 24 hours in Amman's Queen Alia International Airport.



Thursday, 9 August 2007:

... an officer came to us and told us that we weren't going to enter Amman. He spoke in a most humiliating way, and walked off. I tried to talk to him but he closed the door in my face.

Iraqis sleeping at Amman's international airport
Mohammed and his wife were denied entry to Jordan

I was so angry at the way he treated us. We are locked in a small room now, and my wife is scared of enclosed places.

... After an hour of my wife crying... another humiliating officer talked to us like we were dogs. "Get the hell out of here, and go to that room," he pointed. We saw a dirty corridor with blankets and 3 small rooms. "You will sleep the night here."

He pushed all of us and locked the door. I wanted to kill him for humiliating us.

Why does everyone treat Iraqis like this? We are humans, we aren't aliens, we are not animals to be put in jail for no crime

படிக்கணும்னா இங்க கிளிக்குங்க


தமிழச்சி, பித்தனுங்க, ஜல்லி, மொக்கை கவுஜ, பாப்பான், பறையன், போலி,
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