الاثنين، يوليو 30، 2007

إبحث عن كتاب

نفسى فى كتاب اقراءه واحس انه بيقتحمنى ويقحمنى فى دنيا جديدة، فيجبرنى ع الاستمرار اللذيذ.. ويكون فى نفس الوقت مش مجرد رواية والسلام..
وياحبذا لو كتاب دينى مثلا واسلوبه سهل.. او فكر سياسى بقلم رشيق.. او حتى علمى متبحر لكن بتواضع.. مش فارق معايا اى مجال.... المهم يبقى كتاب كدة تفصيل على رواقة.. يعلم فيا، ويسفل شارع جديد فى طريق حياتى

عنك اقتراح؟؟؟

الأحد، يوليو 22، 2007

Secrets of Love

The First Secret - The Power Of Thought
Love begins with our thoughts. We become what we think about. Loving thoughts create loving experiences and loving relationships. Affirmations can change our beliefs and thoughts about others and ourselves. If we want to love someone, we need to consider their needs and desires. Thinking about your ideal partner will help you recognize her when you meet her.

The Second Secret - The Power Of Respect

You cannot love anyone or anything unless you first respect them. The first person you need to respect is yourself. To begin to gain self-respect asks yourself, “What do I respect about myself?” To gain respect for others, even those you may dislike, ask yourself “What do I respect about them?”

The Third Secret - The Power Of Giving
If you want to receive love, all you have to do is give it! The more love you give, the more you will receive. To love is to give of yourself freely and unconditionally. Practice random acts of kindness. Before committing to a relationship ask not what the other person will be able to give to you, but rather what will you be able to give them. The secret formula of a happy, lifelong, loving relationship is to always focus on what you can give instead of what you can take.

The Fourth Secret - The Power Of Friendship
To find a true love, you must first find a true friend. Love does not consist of gazing into each other’s eyes, but rather looking outward together in the same direction. To love someone completely you must love them for who they are, not what they look like. Friendship is the soil through which love’s seeds grow. If you want to bring love into a relationship, you must first bring friendship.

The Fifth Secret - The Power Of Touch
Touch is one of the most powerful expressions of love, breaking down barriers and bonding relationships. Touch changes our physical and emotional states and makes us more receptive to love.

The Sixth Secret - The Power Of Letting Go
If you love something, let it free. If it comes back to you it’s yours, if it doesn’t, it never was. Even in a loving relationship, people need their own space. If we want to learn to love, we must first learn to forgive and let go of past hurts and grievances. Love means letting go of our fears, prejudices, egos and conditions. “Today I let go of all my fears, the past
has no power over me - today is the beginning of a new life.”

The Seventh Secret - The Power Of Communication
When we learn to communicate openly and honestly, life changes. To love someone is to communicate with them. Let the people you love know that you love them and appreciate them. Never be afraid to say those three magic words: “I Love you.” Never let an opportunity pass to praise someone. Always leave someone you love with a loving word - it could be the last time you see them. If you were about to die but could make telephone calls to the people you loved, who would you call, what would you say and..why are you waiting?

The Eighth Secret - The Power Of Commitment
If you want to have love in abundance, you must be committed to it, and that commitment will be reflected in your thoughts and actions. Commitment is the true test of love. If you want to have loving relationships, you must be committed to loving relationships. When you are committed to someone or something, quitting is never an option. Commitment distinguishes a fragile relationship from a strong one.

The Ninth Secret - The Power Of Passion
Passion ignites love and keeps it alive. Lasting passion does not come through physical attraction alone; it comes from deep commitment, enthusiasm, interest and excitement. Passion can be recreated by recreating past experiences when you felt passionate. Spontaneity and surprises produce passion. The essence of love and happiness are the same; all we need to do is to live each day with passion.

The Tenth Secret - The Power Of Trust
Trust is essential in all loving relationships. Without it one person becomes suspicious, anxious and fearful and the other person feels wrapped and emotionally suffocated. You cannot love someone completely unless you trust them completely. Act as if your relationship with the person you love will never end. One of the ways you can tell whether a person is right for you is to ask yourself, “Do I trust them completely and unreservedly?” If the answer is “no”, think carefully before making a commitment.


Extracted from: http://pravstalk.com/2007/07/17/text-mail-secrets-of-love/

السبت، يوليو 21، 2007

UpDates

Ole! So today was my 1st driving lessons with my father and brother. I would have never believed that I’d learn driving at this age and with my father! You know the old story between me and him, yet it just happened. It’s freaking to tell you the truth. Not easy at all and needs a pinch of guts, patience and concentration as well.
Just wish me luck to continue.

My camera is dead for good now, and I’m heart broken begad for it. I used to love it. I used to find myself through photography.. now its lost and for long I think… I don’t think there would be any chance for my parents to buy a new digital camera for us in less than a year, unless the new wicked play I am doing along with my brother would actually work, and in stead of spending money on fixing the old one –which will cost a lot- so we buy a new china made so-so camera.

mm… its hot in here. Its Very Hot!.. and I don’t know if there is a chance to go to the beach this year or not. God I pray so hard to go. Its like the only time of the year I dream of all year long..

I’m into Mohamed Fawzi’s music lately. That guy used to be a blasting hit. A pity that not a lot used to like him though…
Yalla I’ll go now and catch you later..

الأربعاء، يوليو 18، 2007

أحلى سنين العمر بيننا تمر

النهاردة كان أول مقابلة حقيقية ليا فى شغل.. مابين اللخبطة حبة والثقة حبة والأمل حبتين ماعرفتش انام بليل..
أظن عادى..

امبارح كنت بكتب بوست طويل عريض عن انه مش لطيف احساس الفراغ.. ولا لطيف انك تصحى الصبح مش عارف يومك راح يمشى ازاى.. ح تنام.. ح تخرج.. ح تاكل.. ح تقعد.. لا شغلة ولا مشغلة.. تقلب ما بين صفحات الجرايد والانترنت.. تبعد المجلات عن نظرك وتقفل كل الكتب اللى قدامك ع المكتب.. وتحول قنوات الدش واحدة واحدة مع سينفونية تثاؤوب متواصلة فى الخلفية.

أصل من ساعة ماخلصت آخر امتحان فعلى فى حياتى الجامعية -يوم الخميس اللى فات- وانا عايشة فى هذا الفراغ..
عارف زى ما تكون مربوط فى ساقية وفجأة حد قال لك "النهاردة أجازة اعمل اللى نفسك فيه".. تأكد ان أول سؤال راح يجى على بالك "يعنى ايه اللى نفسى فيه؟".. كانك نسيت يعنى ايه يبقى نفسك فى حاجة انت عايز تعملها عشان انت عايز تعملها من غير سبب وجيه.. لا حد طلب منك تعمله ولا المفروض انك تعمله ولا الظروف جبراك انك تفكر فيه...

وقت المشروع كنت بفكر انه لازم افصل شوية وأبعد عن مجال الدراسة وأبدأ استعيد لغتى الفرنسية.. ففكرت اكمل قراءة اللى معرفش وكام كتاب المركونين على رف المكتبة .. وأرجع أكتب تانى ع البلوج.. وفكرت اتفرج على التلفزيون.. وفكرت أخرج وألعب أيروبيكس.. وفكرت اقابل اصحابى اللى صلتى بيهم تقريبا اتقطعت من ساعة ما دخلت فى دوامة الكلية.. وفكرت انى أرجع أرسم تانى.. وارجع أشتغل بالابرة.. وأسمع الراديو زى زمان.. وأتكلم فى التليفون... وأتعلم الطبيخ وتنضيف البيت...
كنت بمنى نفسى أتعلم ازاى استمتع بالوقت..

ساعتين بعد آخر امتحان.. وساعتين بس.. كانت كفاية عشان اتأكد ان الفراغ ممل.. وانك لما تبقى قاعد ولا عارف ح تعمل ايه بوقتك أكثر ملل.. وراح يصعب عليك قوى تقضيه من غير هدف..
من غير ما أحس لقيت ايدى بتغلبنى.. وسبت كل خططى وبدأت أدور على شغل!

خرجت من باب مكتب المقابلة وأنا تقريبا محبطة... واحد من الممتحنين قال لى "شكرا على وقتك" وأنا فى مخى بقول.. "وأنا عندى ايه دلوقتى غير الوقت".. الوقت اللى كنت بتمنى انه يطول بس كام ساعة عشان الحق اخلص تقرير ح سلمه ولا مشروع بكمله ولا فكرة بنفذها.. دلوقتى هو عندى بس مش عارفة اشيله لوقت تانى..
ياه.. علاقتى به عمرها ماكانت رائعة.. طول عمرى بكره الاعيبه معايا... يطول وقت الانتظار والملل.. ويقل وقت الاحتياج.. وكانه ضدى...
تفتكر هو فعلا بيعاندنى؟ ولا هو الشئ اللى فى ايدينا اللى بيدي للزمن عمقه؟

فى طريقى للبيت فضل سؤالى الأثير فى سطر من أغنية يرن على ودانى
(*) "ياترى اللى بيعيش الزمن احنا؟
ولا الزمن هو اللى بيعشنا؟"
وأنا بسأل نفسى فى هو الوقت ميت سؤال وسؤال تانى.. "هل وياهلترى".. معرفش ان كنت عملت كويس ولا لاء.. ومعرفش ان كان الممتحنين ناوين يقبلونى ولا لاء.. ومعرفش ان كنت متسربعة ع الشغل من دلوقتى زى ما اهلى بيقول لى ولا لاء برضو.. انما رغم كل شئ طلعت من النهاردة بشئ.. دلوقتى عندى بوادر ملل.. وفى نفس الوقت.. ومعايا وقت..

سلاماتى

بى إس: (*) من أغنية "زى الهوا" لعلى الحجار والعنوان شطر آخر من نفس الأغنية.

الثلاثاء، يوليو 17، 2007

What a melody..

IT MUST BE HIM
Vikki Carr

I tell myself what's done is done
I tell myself don't be a fool
Play the field have a lot of fun
It's easy when you play it cool

I tell myself don't be a chump
Who cares, let him stay away
That's when the phone rings and I jump
And as I grab the phone I pray

Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him or I shall die
Or I shall die
Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him but it's not him
And then I die
That's when I die

After a while, I'm myself again
I take the pieces off the floor
Put my heart on the shelf again
You'll never hurt me anymore

I'm not a puppet on a string
I'll find somebody else someday
That's when the phone rings, and once again
I start to pray

Let it please be him, oh dear God
It must be him , it must be him
or I shall die, Or I shall die
Oh hello, hello my dear God
It must be him but it's not him
And then I die
That's when I die

الاثنين، يوليو 16، 2007

Finally, Back..


WOW! That must be a record. I haven’t blogged for that long, neither here or my Arabic one or the musical.. its like my mind has gone “blank” for no clear reason. Well at first I thought this confusing matter was the reason, and so I respected my mind and kept silent. But things changed and nearly everything is settled down. I knew exactly what I want. Yea true. Even these couple of days, I think I was never sure as much as I am now. I thought about every detail nearly, and there was 1 answer that I believe I might be ready to sacrifies for. Yet that all not what I need to talk about.

Its been long since I’ve been that lazy, ruling that empty life of mine now. There was always something to do. College, blogs, friends.. reading writing.. whatever.. then all of a sudden, finals are out there.. studying studying studying.. then graduation project, working day and night with those wonderful punch of people +1.. final presentation that surprisingly I did glamorous :D yea let me brag a little here…
God when ever I remember that day, shiver fills the back of my neck and the only thing I remember the support I had that day.. You know what seriously.. I think I won’t have made it if I didn’t have +1 in my life with that faith that I’m up to it. Support really changes a lot. Knowing that someone believes in you even more than you can really do for yourself. Who is willing to stand beside you wither or not you made it.. is something out of this world, believe me!
I never thanked enough.. and probably I don’t know how.. yet one thing I came up with..
All of the previous confusion has been washed away.. not all of it all of it ya3ni.. but actually most of it are gone.. yes.. I really appreciate being there for me when I needed that the most.. promising right here that, as much as I can.. I’ll try to be up to that faith :)

Our project was a blast by the way… our Doctors were pretty much happy with our work, that made me feel more proud of being myself.. for a second wallahi I couldn’t feel anything around me.. not the people in the room, not me giving a public speech.. not.. you know.. that thing scars me.. even in the rehearsal when I did it in front of our Dr. .. I was standing in front of him and suddenly remembered that 1 and only presentation I did in the pre-mod session. That thing kind of freaks me out. I wished to continue in that so badly to the extend that I’ve already saw myself there.. filling this little space of lack of confidence inside of me.. yet all the glamour, the wishes, the high hopes.. everything was tadapum.. all gone..

My project mates were awesome. I loved them all, and one by one.. except for that one whom I used to hate.. grr… I can never get over hating someone pretty easily. It takes a lot of time.. and she is like my nightmare.. not a basic nightmare.. but someone hateful in my life.. or may be I am owning the hateful life myself.. I don’t care as long as she’s not around anymore.. and thank God for that!..
The EED is left.. I want to invite a lot of people to it.. may be later on.. starting at 25th or something I’ll do.. I’ve been waiting for that for like what, 2 or 3 years now!.. wanted to participate and feel that I am a grad. Now with a project.. haha

You know I’ve been watching Felicity like crazy ever since I started those boring days?! Its fun, itsn’t it…
Next talk will be about her… now.. I need to put my potatoes..

Amazingly, I keep on remembering that phrase from that other night.. “you lose people because you are afraid to lose them” and I smile…

الثلاثاء، يوليو 10، 2007

حكمة اليوم


كلما زاد الغموض.. زاد الشغف

الاثنين، يوليو 02، 2007

النهاردة اتنين تمانية

والله وح توحشنى أيام المعمل... و ح يوحشنى كووك دوور وبريجو وسندوتشات الفول وطعمية نجف... واللمة الحلوة.. الحلوة قوى.. والضحك لحد ماعينى تدمع... ووقفة المحطة وزحمة المواصلات... وخبط دماغنا فى الحيط لحد ما الكود يشتغل... والفرحة لما يشتغل فعلا... والمشاركة لما يقف..
ياااااه
والله و ح توحشونى واحد واحد... والتلاجة ام اكياس الكاتشب.. والماية المعدنية المملية من الحنفية.. والبيبسى.. وعصير الكوكتيل اللى طعمه جوافة... وشيل اللاب توب رايح جاى.. لحد ما ضهرى اتقوس... يانهار ابيض
و الله حتى التريقة عليا ح توحشنى..

لا دا "مش اى كلام وخلاص"..

انا مش عارفة اقول كلام دلوقتى بجد.. فى حالة مش مستوعبة ازاى اننا بنلعب فى ايام.. وبعدها يا عالم ح نتقابل فى الدنيا الكبيرة تانى ولا لاء..
لاء.. اتمنى نفضل دايما نتقابل ويبقى ايام الألش مستمرة على طوول ..
يا أجمد زمايل مشروع شفته لحد دلوقتى
:)

Super alsh day by the Super Duper team..