“Who said F1 is all about Metal, Oils, Amazing Cars and Fights For Podium??” Said Fabrizio “It’s also about Romance and love!” He gave me a big hug and congratulated me!!
He said that to me after Jo Bauer has just congratulated me in person.
21. April. 2013… Was the most perfect day in my last many years…
I was a Scrutineer For GP2 and observer and trainee for F1 Scrutineer which allowed me to get on the grid for the first time in my life while F1. I was in cloud 9 as they say… I was doing my job, but still overwhelmed and excited of my dream coming true and being there where the race will start in 15 minutes…
God I was not ready to find my love Ali Dadi pulling me for the 3rd time to Kimi Räikkönen’s car and stands in front of it. I was standing literally 75 cm from the Kimi Räikkönen’s car, while Kimi was behind me getting ready putting on his gear. When Ali Dadi held my hands “This is how it all started, this is what brought us together.” He Said… Then went down on one knee. “I love you and would love to spend the rest of my life with you!! Would you marry me?”
I was in shock. Totally blown away. Not sure how to feel. Excitement, Love, and Overwhelming feelings I didn’t know even existed in me! Tears falling out of my eyes… Couldn’t stop them… I SAID YES!!!
How can I say no if Charlie Whiting approved of my engagement before I did myself… Well I would have said yes even if no one else approved… But Charlie Whiting and Shaikh Salman Bin Isa helped in my approval even more!!! 
I would love to thank all friends, family, BIC staff, marshals and the whole FIA officials and personal that made my dreams come true on F1 Grid… In front of Kimi Räikkönen’s car…
I am no longer in cloud 9 I’m flying in cloud 12 very happy… I am not just getting married to the most amazing man in the world, but also spending my life around Metal, Oils, Amazing Cars and Fights For Podium, BUT ALSO Romance and love!!!
I was talking about love to a friend of mine.
After reading Brida by Paulo Coelho as I advised him 2 years ago, he seemed to be wondering about soul-mates. So he asked me of what I thought of it…
In my life, after Brida and few other books… I did get to a conclusion we have many soul mates. Some are meant to help you through few months, some for years and some for life time. And some to help you just for few days. Doesn’t mean they are not meant for you or they are not your soul-mate, it only means they were there for a reason in your life building and your life path.
Ali I love a lot. And yes I feel he is the one. He makes me smile. He knows to handle my difficult days and moments… and believe me I am SO DIFFICULT… When no one else in the world that I have met was able to do so.
He is 5.5 years younger than me, but I do not feel that. And to be honest I felt this way (or thought I did) towards someone else before who was some years older than me which my feelings lasted few months, and a man who was my age which my feelings lasted for around a year… So those two men came in different times where I was in need for them, to show me the path, to show me lessons and maybe to teach me about my own self! So their time passed. Doesn’t mean I stopped loving them but my love for them changed, they were not my soul-mate anymore.
Do I miss anyone from the past? Yeh sometimes I would miss something or someone, but would I leave Ali for that if I get the chance to have it back? My answer is still NO…
Every now and then someone passes, maybe reminds me of something I miss. Or gets me excited in a way or another… I take step back and think… This person is he worth loosing Ali for? The excitement he offers is it worth leaving my life and love for Ali… Answer still today comes to my head and it’s NO…
So maybe Ali is the final path in my relationship life for me… my lasting soul-mate… But do I believe beyond reasonable doubt that this will last forever??? NO… There is always a chance his time ends and I have some other soul mate to go another path with. Or he would have another soul-mate to another path with.
I’ll give you an example… My mum is married 3 times and divorced 3 times… Her sister (my Aunt) has been with her husband for 41 years… I asked my mum about my aunt’s secret and everyone else’s who lasts so long with one person as now I see my Ali’s parents. She told me that there is no such thing as easy path and unconditional love. There has been for sure someone younger, cuter, lovable, exciting or promising that has passed through both of their lives and paths… And if not someone passing through their lives it would be the difficulties that must have faced them through the way… She did not mean someone cheated nor had sex with someone else… But that they had to stop… they had to make the hard decision… Do I choose my long life partner, or this another life that looks more fun?? They chose… They had to choose one way!! They are still together shows what way they chose!!! Some people can’t continue together for some reasons, some people choose easy way out but that is their right to choose, we cannot force someone to live a life they did not choose!!
I am not good hiding my past so everyone knows who I am… I am loud, clumsy, a mess, and really difficult with my unbelievable mood swings… Ali loves me the way I am… He thinks my bad side is worth handling because my good side is worth keeping… And I think the same about him.
I think soul-mates… are partners that make you feel good for being WHO YOU ARE… Same time you love them for WHO THEY ARE…
I truly hope he is my for everlasting soul-mate!!
Been working for quite enough time in a place where I meet the high society of the country. Really a great experience, I like it and I think it’s very interesting to get to know so many different families from different origins, flavors, tastes and styles they go for.
That is all great… But then.
I meet the high society tails. Or people how hang around them trying to be them. Then coming want to live like them but don’t want to pay like them.
I see women who buy a purse for good € 1000 and then go to show it off in front of people who can’t afford € 20 purse. A woman ordering a dinner for € 500 and want to match it with a €1500 which her friend got just few weeks before her… After bargaining for hours she would agree on the € 500 with cheaper and less items.
The thing is. Not just at work, BIC, Friends, Family… Everywhere around here I see people as such.
You don’t have the money why try to pretend to be one of the ones who has? Why do you want to order cake that someone from the rich people ordered but you get angry when asked from you to pay as much as they paid? A wedding cake that coast someone else € 3000 will cost you € 3000 as well… You will not get it cheaper because your family name is not as wealthy as the one before you!
Why do you try to hurt people who can’t afford what you can?
I can’t afford many things… And well I think it’s stupidity pay € 1000 on a purse… But. I still can sit with my head high with high society and with all my respect with the more unfortunate in wealth part of society. I will be comfortable in an Opera or a ballet in an opera house, just as I will feel comfortable in a Whitesnake, an Iron Maiden’s concerts or even in Circus Mundus Absurdus’ show in a hockey arena…
I can be myself with an Orthodox priest in church, with a Jewish family on a dinner table, with religious Muslim man in his house… I can be myself with old, young, men and women. Maybe that’s why today I can say I am not some wanna be… I am not a tail to anyone… and for sure I Love me the way I am… I do not need to buy a € 1000 purse to belong or for someone to respect me.
So why do you need a €1000 purse and pretend to be rich when you don’t dare to live as the rich people you pretend to belong to do?
It’s been ages since I have written a word. My God I feel guilty. I work and work and work. Seems all my life became nothing but work. My books left on side to get dusty. My writings have been put on hold!
I wish I get some time to be able to simply get back to few things.
Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE MY JOB… But my talk, dreams and head seems to be all about work. I need to find a way to get other things done somehow!
So they tell Ali how come… She was married before and had been in love before!!
And they tell me how come… you are not his first love!!!
I say… I met a man who I never intended to fall in love with. I don’t think it was his plan to fall in love with me either. I am not for his culture even if I understand it as my father’s families are Sheat Muslims. But end of the day I do not believe or follow their believes.
I am not sure why me when he have had such lovely women in his life. And he had many others available waiting for a sign from him to ask them out.
I fell for Ali’s family before meeting them, now that I have met them and actually moved in to live in the same house with his parents I have to say I was wrong… They are not at all as nice a wonderful and sweet as I thought THEY ARE MUCH BETTER AND SWEETER AND LOVING. They are AMAZING.
I met some cousins, which I like and I am actually going shopping tomorrow with one for sweets for my trip to Finland. I am happy with what I have chosen and what have come to my life after falling in love with Ali.
He will be joining Iida and me in our trip to Finland where he will love my family and friends. Hoping he will like them as I love his family and friends!
In the end of the day Being someone’s first love is great, but to be their LAST is beyond PERFECT!!
I can’t wait to see my mum, friends and family… only few days left and I will be breathing that air I missed!
But this time I’ll be with the man I love. Ali Dadi is joining Iida and me on this trip. So much in plan not sure what we can and can’t do in this short time we are there!
We are even visiting Sweden! How we will manage to do all what are planning to do!? 
I can’t wait for my mum to hug me!! I can’t wait to go out with Emmi!! I can’t wait to go for the Cruise to Sweden with Kerttu!!! I can’t wait to see my little niece and my sister Sara and talk about Bahrain!!! And now knowing we have family gatherings at my Aunt Anna-Liisa’s place made me so happy!!!
I hope Ali Dadi will love this trip. Hoping he will love my Family and friends! Well… I’m sure he will love everyone because he loves me!
I never meant for anyone to get hurt with this post… So if you did take it personal please don’t. I simply meant that I know of few people who are talking about me and Ali. And I know many bad things about those people, what they have done in past and doing now… I just do not care what you do in your personal life… and to be honest I really wish you and your family the best in life and for all your sins to be hidden from public and world so you will not be ever hurt.
Ali said something that made me smile… Nora Cassandra, You are so famous that the whole Bahrain has nothing but you to check and talk about… So… I’m Famous!
357 views from Bahrain Alone since February 25th. 2012. WOW… I am Famous here!!
So I guess I will never be able to satisfy the world. And still if it makes you happy and gives you pleasure… and fills up your free time talking about The Famous Nora-Cassandra, I will not hate you nor will get angry at you for doing that!
Peace and love to you all! :-*
A woman… Religious Muslim. Loving mother. Very hard-working.
A man… Also Religious Muslim. Strict Father but Deeply Caring. And also amazingly hard worker.
They got together many years ago and had together 7 Sons. Yeh that reminds me I never got to read the famous Finnish story (7 Brothers).
Ok back to my story. So these two people had 7 sons. Lived around the world raising them while father studying and working. But mainly their life has been in Bahrain, where the boys went to most years of their schools and grew up.
I have met personally 6 of those 7 and spoken to 5 of those 6 long conversations. I have to say I was shocked. I sued to think if you come from a religious Muslim family you would be against all other ways of living and other believes. But what I saw was respect. I saw educated MEN. Respectful and strong. All can take responsibilities and lay it over their shoulders with great strength.
Then came the day where I met the mother and father. And that was the day where I understood where did that respect, thinking, love and great personally came from.
The father was bit quite and studying me. But head high and great presence. He spoke little but meant a lot. What an educated man. I saw his respect even though he knew my life and believes are not the kind he would actually approve on for himself.
The mother was so sweet. Nice and loving. She kept showing love I don’t get unless from my own mother or my grandmother. She made even cry as I miss that feeling so badly.
This was when I really understood how it is not a religion… not a culture… not believes the name nor money that makes who you are… it all start with PARENTS!! And those two had my respect before meeting them… Had my good words every time they came to conversations… Got my admiration when ever I met one of their sons… And got my true pure love when I met them…
Their sons are lucky to have them. I push Ali even more to spend time with them even if it means not having him all for myself on my day off… And I keep reminding him to ask them if they need anything because I know when I ask their pride will always say no need for anything.
Ali… You are lucky!!!
So I was in bad car crash. Well how did it happen? Driving in highway with normal speed of 100km/h on left lane (if you drive as the do in UK wrong side of the road so think of it in the opposite lane which will be right for you)… And this driver suddenly appears from the right side of the road and has lost control of his car driving side way so not with the way nor opposite way. He hits the left front corner of the car I’m in and causes the car I’m in to spin and hit the highway barrier. Then he hits the car I’m in from the back where I spin again and finally hits me face to face.
I walked out fine, few bruises but no broken bones.
2 days after the accident I was back to work. As I felt fine just some ache in my neck but nothing that bad. Then come the day that I slipped at work, thank God had nothing in my hand. I fell on my left thigh and shoulder. I was fine some ache in my left knee and shoulder seemed nothing to worry about. Week later I suddenly couldn’t move my neck. I could turn, my neck has been so bad since.
After 5 Xrays… 3 doctor’s consoltations. I was told over and over I need to get an MRI scan taken as soon as possible. MRI??? Well all I know it’s this round cave like machine where people with cancer sometimes put in for check ups. I guess that was movie effect. I hate the idea walking through metal detector in Airports how about going to this Magnetic field of a cave? I am not bad claustrophobic but I do not like the idea of being in a tight place for over 20 min not allowed even to hum so no movement would occur!
Now battling with insurance company to approve my MRI but seems no way out of this one! But that won’t take more than couple of days.
My neck hurts SO BAD and those stupid migraines are not stopping! So here I am forced into small round tight cave and I’m not happy!
