It did not surprise me that many Saudis have taken the chance of the first ever holiday of the national day to go abroad, and use the long weekend to do something fun, or useful, instead of just staying in the country, and watch the boys who decided to celebrate the day individually on the streets.
On Friday night, I was out with my friends to have some drinks form the nearby Dr. Cafe, and there were many cars, covered with the green flag, and filled with young men dancing and chanting. It was nice, but I’m sure some people were not happy when they got stuck in the traffic lights because of these happy guys.
Badria Al-Besher thinks that Saudis go to Bahrain and Dubai on such occasions because, in these places, Saudi families are allowed to walk altogether in markets, parks, and streets, without facing the embarrassments and restrictions they face in their own country. In our cities, fathers can’t enter the park with their own kids, and mothers can’t take their sons who are taller than 120cm to the zoo.
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Ahmed:”It was nice, but I’m sure some people were not happy when they got stuck in the traffic lights because of these happy guys.”
I was ;-) awailah yomen muhub ‘9aruhum.. I bet you had fun too.. wanasah, 9a7? Did you see the pictures I put up?
“and mothers can’t take their sons who are taller than 120cm to the zoo.”
I’m actually quite grateful for that, as absurd as this may sound. The thing is, it’s not fun being a Hijabi, actually it’s quite hard for us girls we all want to look pretty all the time wallah, and the fact that everything is segregated makes it 10000 times easier. I can’t imagine how my life would have been should we become obliged to wear hijab all the time. I’m glad that I can go to the zoo or a theme park and still look great. I wouldn’t want to be one of the few that has to wear hijab one day(in that case, I know I’ll take if off). While I concede that hijab shouldn’t be obligatory, I still however am sortta grateful that for right now it is.
This wanasah on an individual scale is not enough for me. I want to see all streets decorated with green flags. I want to attend music concerts. In the day of my country, I want to have a decent celebration. A couple of hypered boys dancing in their GMCs is not my idea about this day. Am I dreaming?
Maybe it’s not fun to be a Hijabi, but it’s also not fun to be a single male in a city where everything is for families only. As I said before, no one is winning here. We are all losing.