إليها

"الموسيقى ذلك الفن الجميل المسموع الذى يأخذ الروح إلى آفاقٍ رحبة ويسمو بها ومعها إلى أعلى درجات المتعة الروحية. هذا الفن الراقى إستطاع البشر جميعا إستيعابه على مر العصور. وهو فنٌ قديم، قدم الزمان وقدم البشرية.
ومعجزة هذا الفن أننا نشعر به ولا نراه، ولكن معه نرى الاشياء أجمل ونتصور العالم من خلاله أروع وأرحب."

كالمعتاد، لا أعرف على وجه الدقة لما تذكرتُ هذه الكلمات والتى أحفظها عن ظهِر قلب. كنتُ أسمعها فى المرحلة الإعدادية والثانوية والجامعة على إذاعة البرنامج الموسيقى كمقدمة لأحد البرامج الموسيقية.

لم أتابع حال البرنامج الآن، وليس عندى أى معلومات عن المذيعة التى كانت تقدمه.
ورغم كل هذا وذلك، دائما أجد صوتها وطريقة إلقائها حاضرة تماما فى اذنى كلما فكرت فى وصفٍ للموسيقى.. فلم أجد أبلغ من هذه الكلمات.. بعد..

Last week's wisdom

In my short life I learned that, not all people deserve your love,
But only jewels need a little bit of light, to see their shining glamor.

So do not get fooled by any bodies’ charming looks..
The angel may be sitting back in the dark,
While the devil waiting behind a smile..

Books Vs. Movies

I am living my worst dilemma ever...
With more and more novels shot for the screen, I don't know what I should do exactly.
Should I wait till I have the time to read all these novels? Or go ahead and finish the movie?

In my heart I refuse the 2nd option, as nothing compares with a good book. And at the same time, I don't know if I'll have the chance to read the book(s). Apart from being expensive, I have a list sufficient to keep me reading for at least a year and a half back to back nonstop.

So,
Books Vs. Movies..
Tell me, what should I do?


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PS: That was after I read about the release of "Love in the Time of Cholera" for screen. The Garcia Marquez' novel, that was -unluckily- on my wish list..

All happened yesterday

Question(s):
“How come people you knew long ago, pop into your present like ghosts from your past?”
“How come days pass by that fast?”
“How come few years would seem faaaar away??”
“How come you sometimes can not move on and forget?”
“How come you can forgive anybody but people dear to you?
“How come your old friends are the truest but the rarest as well? And How come their love in your heart never changed and you know it never will?”..


Feeling(s):
For a second I felt nostalgic and weak. I didn’t think I can make it and step in. But I did.
And for another second, I was walking alone under the lights in the garden, when I was taken by surprise listening to “Fly me to the moon”, and I was flying to the moon. I felt me like a princess. Strong in her present, and confident in her future.


And (a) Song:

Fly me to the moon
And let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars
In other words hold my hand
In other words darling kiss me

Fill my life with song
And let me sing forevermore
You are all I hope for
All I worship and adore
In other words please be true
In other words I love you

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[*] For the memory, Yesterday was the opening Ceremony for ACES 2008 in my college. I’ve attended to share with my brother his future memories isA :)

Willing to write.

I went to register myself into driving lessons, but found all places booked. I will have to wait few more months, before I try again. Well, ok I can wait as long as I don’t have a car, and I do not intend to buy one in the near future. I had the idea in mind, but due many circumstances I decided not to. Will wait again for one more year or two before I’d buy one, hopefully. Mm I bought a mobile though. This thing I couldn’t wait for any more.

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Sometimes you know, I feel lucky enough to have everything as such in my life. But other times I feel I’m living my night mare, to have life turning into similar pages of black and white. Work, eat, sleep. I would kill myself before continuing this way, and so I’m thinking of finding myself a place!

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3 months ago I knew quite a beautiful lady, who is a writer and an announcer in one of the Egyptian radio stations. She made an interview with me regarding women in the Egyptian blog sphere in general and Laila specifically. In a way she is lighting inside me a fire to continue laila, say NO and search for myself. Probably she doesn’t know that. But I will tell her one day isA, that she is the reason behind me thinking how to be something “valuable” for the next couple of years isA. I will work.. and will be. This country is very beautiful and it needs everyone to work WELL enough to be proud of him/her self.
There isn’t anything called “mafeesh fayda”. There is always and always “fayda” unless people are dead. Which I couldn’t see now. She is alive, and brought live to my thoughts as well.

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Work is going fine. After I transferred as a shift-less normal employee. In fact I like it more now. I like working with my partner. He is quite a decent person, and though we are different in religion but I never cared!. I enjoy discussing work problems together because I am sure he will give me an honest advise.
One day I will tell him the above.. as well..

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I save a "one day" to tell people many things..
And though I wish to say all that now.. I am afraid.
Afraid if I did, I’d be accused of seeking personal benefit. Afraid of being mis understood. People do not wish to hear the truth, though they won’t wait to blame you if you tried to lie or hide.
And I am afraid of waiting till either one of us would go for good. I don’t know the future. But I know, that life the more it gives, the more your chances that "life" will take revenge...

Privacy.. uncovered..

So, I did something stupid. Stupid enough to let me think why do I think its stupid, and how to adapt. I’ve already did the stupidest thing of all and uncovered my identity, then I have to arm my thoughts to stand by my opinions…
Privacy is taken away for good, because of a stupid phrase I said.. that’s good enough to teach me a lesson how to think before I talk.. and how to hate the stupid feeling of “showing off”..

Eman… you Got to learn..

Religious talk..

I invite you to read one very excellent blog post by FadFadation Called "Islam Forces People To Embrace It - Truth Or Fiction"..

Way to go FadFadation..
way to go..