UAE seeks to freshen its image with reshuffle announced on Twitter. 

Mehleb concludes UAE trip with high-level talks

After a series of high-level talks, Emirati Deputy Commander of the Armed Forces Mohamed bin Zayed Al Nahyan has assured Egypt’s prime minister Ibrahim Mehleb that their relationship will continue to be strong.

The UAE is “continuing to support our brothers in Egypt on all levels,” said Nahyan.  The Emirati Deputy Commander went on to say that “the United Arab Emirates is continue to stand by the Egyptians under all circumstances.”

In light of the upcoming presidential elections, many Egyptian officials are taking stances and forming or strengthening relationships with other countries. One of the main stances – shared by presidential hopeful and former defense minister Abdel Fattah Al-Sisi – is Egypt’s war on terrorism.

The assertion of strengthened relationships with the UAE only stands to better support Egypt’s fight against terrorism, both domestically and internationally. 

صاحب السمو الشيخ محمد بن زايد آلِ نهيان ولي عهد ابوظبي نائب القائد الأعلى للقوات المسلحة وسمو الشيخ حمدان بن محمد بن راشد آل مكتوم ولي عهد دبي “ربي يحفظهم”.
H.H Sheikh Mohammed bin Zayed Al Nahyan, Crown Prince of Abu Dhabi and Deputy Supreme Commander of the UAE Armed Forces, and Crown Prince of Dubai, HH Sheikh Hamdan bin Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum 2015/05/31

Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque by MatusMajer

“ Location: Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates
His Highness Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahyan (may his soul rest in peace), the ruler of Emirates, was one of the greatest people alive. His final resting place is located on the grounds beside this very mosque, which is the largest in the UAE and the 8th largest in the entire world. His Highness will forever live within our hearts. “

The Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque, in Abu Dhabi, built between 1996-2007. It is the largest mosque in the UAE and was initiated by Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahyan, who wanted to bring together cultural diversity, and both historic and modern values of art. Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nayyan’s final resting place is in the grounds of the mosque. As can be seen, it is an amazing place to shoot!

Sheikh Zayed Grand Mosque - Abu Dhabi, UAE

The Grand Mosque was commissioned to be built by the late Sheikh Zayed bin Sultan Al Nahyan. His intention was to build a building that unites the cultural diversity of the Islamic world. Intricate designs of plants and flowers adorn the marble columns and walls of the mosque, a tribute to the Sheikh’s love of nature. 

USD 5 Million Prize International Robotics Challenge Announced

USD 5 Million Prize International Robotics Challenge Announced

USD 5 Million Prize International Robotics Challenge Announced

Option Trading Partners  – The Mohamed Bin Zayed International Robotics Challenge intends to attract the world’s best and brightest in robotics

The launch of the Mohamed Bin Zayed International Robotics Challenge (MBZIRC) was announced in a press conference at Khalifa University in Abu Dhabi, UAE on February 15, 2015. The launch…

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Sunday, 31/05/2015

Vice President of UAE, Prime Minister and Ruler of Dubai, His Highness Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum, Crown Prince of Dubai His Highness Sheikh Hamdan bin Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum, Crown Prince of Abu Dhabi His Highness Sheikh Mohammed bin Zayed Al Nahyan, His Highness Sheikh Mansour bin Zayed Al Nahyan, His Highness Sheikh Hazza bin Zayed Al Nahyan, His Highness Sheikh Saif bin Zayed Al Nahyan and a number of officials during meeting and lunch at Zuma Restaurant
repost from His Highness Sheikh Mohammed @hhshkmohd

Royal lunch at Zuma @zumaabudhabi with HH Sheikh Mohammed bin Zayed Al Nahyan and HH Sheikh Mohammed bin Rashid Al Maktoum#SowwahSquare #AlMaryahIsland in our @amazingabudhabi it’s #simplythebest quite @simplyabudhabi
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#luxury #luxurylifestyle #zuma #zumad #zumaabudhabi #royal #khaldoonalmubarak #luxuryatyourfingertips #sheikh #alnahyan
@mbzphotos @hhtbz @sheikhmansour @hhmansoor @abzayed @ksn_11 👑🎩
@simplyabudhabi is owned & operated by @arniehira @jordanalynch & @harveyhira ❤️❤️❤️❤️ 🇦🇪 (at Zuma)

صاحب السمو الشيخ محمد بن زايد آلِ نهيان ولي عهد أبوظبي نائب القائد الأعلى للقوات المسلحة.
H.H Sheikh Mohammed bin Zayed Al Nahyan, Crown Prince of Abu Dhabi and Deputy Supreme Commander of the UAE Armed Forces.

Day 0 || Self-Para

She stood up straight, as Zayed, officially Sheikh Khalifa bin Zayed Al Nahyan, came over to her, smiling. “Thank you, for everything, Fox.” She gave him a courteous bow. He didn’t know her real name, he hadn’t asked, and she wouldn’t have told him if he had. “I wish you all the best, your Highness, and your nephew.” Who tried it on with me more than once. Apparently two wives isn’t enough. She smiled at the man, who got back into his armoured car, and drove off with his escort.

She sighed, and pulled out her radio, sending for their private medical team. Her arm was broken, that much she was sure of. Even as she clipped it back on, she ran her hand over her pistol, checking it was still there. Once she’d touched it, she had to sit down and take it out, cradling her arm, awkwardly tied over her shoulder, spreading the cloth out over her knees and half-dismantling it, checking the barrel, the magazine, everything was in working order. She cleaned it as best she could, and then the car pulled up outside the warehouse. She got up, and headed to the big doors, wearily.

The car wasn’t driven by someone she knew, which made her nervous, no matter how many documents he produced. She called her father before she got in, and he confirmed the guy was part of the team, sending her a scan of his ID card as proof. She was glad, at the end, because at least it meant she didn’t have to talk.

She let her head rest back against the leather seat, watching the world flash by. She hated America. Everything was so bright and commercial, and she was looking forward to being able to go home. She closed her eyes, exhausted, but she didn’t sleep, checking they were still on familiar roads every so often. The radio babbled, something about a new superbug. She was up to date with her vaccinations, and she knew she had a healthy immune system, so it didn’t bother her much, despite the fact that she was headed for a hospital.

She loved her job. She really did, but she wished she hadn’t been sent so far from home for this assignment. She’d been all over the world, but she was still always glad to get back, to see her mother and father, and her younger siblings. She wondered, idly, how Raisa was getting on. She was doing some sort of computing degree at her University. Kat didn’t understand most of it, but she was enthusiastic about it, so she loved to hear about it. Feliks was a little more difficult, still between jobs, and apparently with no motivation to apply for one. She sighed, softly, as the car pulled up. She didn’t thank the driver, just getting out, shouldering her bag, and heading inside. With a couple of the right words, she was seen into an X-ray room, where she eyed the machine, before letting them do their scans, and confirm that her now alarmingly swollen wrist was, in fact, broken. They were short-staffed, no doubt dealing with all the mothers in the immediate area bringing in their children with the sniffles, worrying it was whatever this new bug was. They never went far, just scared people for a while. She rolled her eyes, as she was given a sling, and sat back down in a waiting room. She called her mother, checking in with her, shooting a glare at an elderly man who muttered something about immigrants, overhearing her Russian, and then hung up. She just wanted to be out, and on the plane home, though she’d spent enough time in hospitals to not be bothered by them any more. Hell, it was better than the time she’d spent with Malik, who had made her skin crawl every time she laid eyes on him, which, given that she wasn’t to take her eyes off him, had been almost constantly. The first night, as she’d got off her cot outside his room, and slipped in, to check the windows, she’d almost broken his nose when he grabbed at her, attempting to tug her into bed.

“Ms. Petrov?”

“Yup.” She stood up, and let the nurse lead her to a consulting room, where a doctor yet again explained that her wrist was broken. Finally, another doctor, or nurse, or someone, came and put a cast on her arm. She was so tired, she just wanted to sleep. They finally put her in a bed, in a ward, and she stuck earplugs in, texted her father, and fell asleep, finally.