Thursday, April 13, 2006


Her: you won't be happy next week
Him: why not
Her: well, because there will be a ban on habibi's
Him: what?
Her: there won't be any habibi's. not in front of my parents
Him: how would I call you then?
Her: by my name, silly. And I by yours
Him: nooo.. your name? I can't. It will sound like we're fighting!
Her: I told you you're not gonna like it...


Him: wait. I have an idea. We'll come up with a code language. A simple word that stands for habibi
Her: a word that stands for habibi? like what?
Him: like eh... and maybe ok..
Her: eh??
Him: eh will mean habibi, ok will mean hayete. This way no one will notice.
Shou? What do you think?
Her: mm..


Him: shou mm.. khalas let's do it!
Her: I don't know.. it's a little weird
Him: weird?
Her: eh
Him: eh :) Tayyeb let's at least try it, ok?


Her: ok...
Him: khalas? ok?
Her: eh..
Him: jadd?
Her: eh ok!
Him: mm.. wou inti kamen :)
Her: shou?
Him: hahahaha
Her: shou fi halla2?
Him: ma shi... b7ebbik :)
Her: mm.. eh, wou ana kamen :)


Blogger Mar said...

Yay! That's how I answer the fon most of the time: Eh! So how did that work with the presence of the parents?

8:14 AM  
Blogger hashem said...

eh for habibi? mneih they did not choose tfeh...
very funny...sabaho eh...)

9:28 AM  
Blogger Ecce Libanus said...

Brilliant, as usual, in an exquisite kind of way!
A "new language", that's the ticket!

Check out this worthy project, entirely built on the creation of a new language, as a prelude to new, positive and constructive attitudes.

10:03 AM  
Blogger pilgrim said...

so does this mean you would sing "bi3id 3annak OK 3azab" and " biktoub ismak ya ..euh EH.. 3al 7hawr el 3atik?" ??
PS: I'm addicted to your blog

10:03 AM  
Anonymous eh ok forget it! said...

why can't she say habibi in front of the parents? I am confused. And if a guy is telling me to do that I would hit him on the head with my stilleto heels and tell him to go and habibi himself!

10:04 AM  
Blogger Ecce Libanus said...

oops, sorry, here is the link

10:05 AM  
Anonymous shalam shalom shlomo bomo said...

What's the big deal about that site ecce libanus? It gives recipes! and not great recipes, just your usualy baba ganouj and mjadara as if there is anyone in the world that does not know how to make these two things already!

10:33 AM  
Blogger AM said...

Lol it's easier to shock the parents ;)

12:18 PM  
Blogger Erzulie said...

I absolutely loved this post. It's so sweet and funny and I can picture it happening :) I mean, it's not one of those sappy, nauseating lovey-dovey posts...and I loved the Lebanese in it. I wish I can speak it :/ I read the last portion out loud so I could enunciate the words better :P

12:19 PM  
Blogger Mirvat said...

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1:05 PM  
Blogger Firas said...


2:41 PM  
Anonymous huh? said...

your toe is cute too mirvat

3:07 PM  
Blogger Mirvat said...

you TWO are so cute..
sorry word Nazi!

3:33 PM  
Blogger Erzulie said...

ARGHH! I cannot stop rereading it! It's too genuinely sweet! *pinches Fouad's cheeks*

3:40 PM  
Anonymous Know thy value said...

so Erzulie, you would go for that? You would go for a guy who wants you to pretend that you are not his girlfriend in front of his parents yet he professes to love you? That's sweet according to you? A guy like this sweetheart is not going to marry you, a guy like this is not even going to think twice about you the minute his parents arrange a village bride for him. Is that still sweet?

3:49 PM  
Blogger Mirvat said...

Know thy value, it's her parents, she's the one who doesn't necessarily want her parents know how emotionally serious they are and it's really a cultural thing that you obviously don't understand. and a village bride! things don't work like that anymore in our country and almost any other civilized country.

5:06 PM  
Anonymous know thy value said...

I did misunderstand, my fault, I thought it was him who requested the lying. But, would you do that Mirvat? Ask someone who loves you to pretend that he doesn't? I mean he is from the same culture too it seems and you would think that she could trust him to be appropriate when her parents are around without having to instruct him in the art of sneaking around. By the way, I am from the same culture (Lebanese), and I know for a fact that village brides are abundant although you can substitute village with town or even a metropolitan cities. How else do you explain Lebanese guys coming back to Lebanon for a visit and living with a brand new wife? And I am not just referring to those who end up in Detroit Michigan.

10:25 AM  
Anonymous reading and comprehension said...

ewwww.. somebody's got major issues.. is somebody a feminist with a stiLeTTo complex? or has somebody been dumped and is bitter to the bone?

3:10 PM  
Anonymous Complexee said...

Actually neither, but, I do have a complex about not being true to yourself.

3:17 PM  
Anonymous Anyone home? said...

yoooohoooo, where is the host to this blog? Or did "Her" tell "Him" to stay out of it?

3:25 PM  
Blogger Fouad said...

You take the time to be obnoxious and disrespectful, yet you don't take the time to read and understand. But maybe that's just you being true to yourself. Thanks for stopping by and a small word of advice, try to refrain from calling people who wrote comments on this post idiots, especially in the comment section of other blogs. Take care. Fouad

5:43 AM  
Anonymous Thus he spake said...

oooohhhh "her" allowed "him" to speak! yeah!!!!!

11:14 AM  
Blogger Rampurple said...

that is so cute... i tried something similar once but the words "bibs" just rolls out so easily... let me know if eh and ok worked!

4:36 AM  
Blogger laila said...

thus he're a sad bitter person aren't you?

7:05 AM  
Blogger linalone said...

Very confusing situation bas very romantic bi nazare kamen, one day you will remember this with a big big smile...

3:06 PM  
Anonymous the sixth sense said...

i like this post,i can imagine the cute.
it happened once that i was in a similar situation at "her" parents' house and i said "habibi" by mistake... i still remember her father's eyes.. oh my god!!
Note: this is my 1st comment on ur blog but not my 1st visit. btw i like ur photos,they launch my imagination.
keep up the good work..!!

12:55 AM  
Blogger Fouad said...

thanks sixth sense :)

4:29 PM  

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