Wednesday, August 24, 2005
I've got a collegue at work with same first name. There's one more, but she's in another department. So Faiza's over at my desk, when her cell rings. IT starts off as a normal conversation on a topic i have obiviusly no idea about. She's talkin to a guy mind you. From jobs, the topic changes to the local beauty parlours. : Now, beatu salon shere have recently suffered quite a set back, especially in dubai and ajman coz, they were.... supplying girls. :-O they had hidden cameras put up. And would also blackmail their own clients too threatening to making hteir pictures public. One female with a brain actually told one particular woman to sod off and went and filed a complaint to the police. This was last year i believe. So, Faiza's on the phone and shes tlakin about how the rumours about a particular parlour were actually true. She had gone to renew some papers in the ministry of labour and the said parlous owner, Srilankan woman married to a Pakistani man, was there too. Her fone rings, shepicks it up and goe:"yeah so did u supply the girls. Good. You explained everything to them yeah? He'll meet them in the lobby and they'll be taken to separate rooms" (LOL She actually used the word SUPPLY). I wonder if i posted the article about this local who married a Pakistani dude after her first husband died. She had grown up daughters who apparently had all been raped by the new daddy and had borne his kids. :- It was when the youngest daughter came of age and the jerk wanted to lay her down too did the mother go and complain in the police. Earlier on she was too scraed of the shame her daughters would have to face and kept it all hush hush. If that wasn't enuf for me to be glad i didnthave lunch, coz i seirously felt like throwing up, she mentions to VERY familiar names. It wasonly when Faiza was about ot keeo the fone did i realize i knew those tow names. They were in my high school. Juniors altho they were way senior. :D Heck we were in the same school bus :- I'd heard a lot of stuff about them too, but, since i was in the least bit interested, i conveniently forgot. The last i heard their names was in 1998. When one of them had gone for an abortion :-D Its 2005 now, and i find out the elder sister has had plastic surgery done on her face so that no one recognizes her. She has changed her identity officially at least twice. And was last known to be serving a jail sentence. She was married to a local dude. Now unlike popular belief, most locals are poor. that coz they got no education and no skills. :-D They usually end up joining the police forces. Her husband was on one of the lowest ranks, got fired and was now working in a semi public company at the recption counter. Thats why his wife had to come out of home, to work. But she changed her face. Whoa. Faiza echoed my thoughts as she mentioned the story to the person on the phone: "Her lifes like a hindi movie! Such elaborately planned!" lol. It's a crazy world. Sigh. Sometimes you just can't thank your parents enough for raising you the way they did and for not making you do the things a lot of parents make their daughters do for the sake of money. My ex-neighbours being a perfect example. Once the woman got widowed, she talked her duaghters into becoming hos :- They hate their mother. Enuf said.