On Beauty and Supposedly Proud Horses

This morning I woke up with the mood of cruising around Heliopolis like the good old days. I asked mama if she wants something, fa she asked for 3eish baladi “awi” as I always like to put it (not that it is baladi awi or anything, it is actually yummi, I just like saying it that way) , I went to the “forn” at Game3 el Fat7, bought the bread and back to the car.

As I started the engine I noticed the garden facing Decorama “those who are familiar with the vicinity would know what am talking about exactly”, but for those who are not, Decorama is a big furniture store in Game3 El Fat7. The garden has been there forever, but apparently now the old –almost- green patch has undergone a face-lift, all fenced-up in a pretty nice way, and obviously well taken care of.

Fascinated at seeing this, I joyously stopped the engine, walked out of the car and started walking around the garden. At this point I came to find that the owner(s) of Decomara decided to take the responsibility of turning the common garden in front of their premises into a beautiful garden, a pleasant view for passerby’s and residents. I was really moved by the endeavor and notion. I personally think there is a message behind this attempt, not only promoting beauty but also to direct people’s attention and let them realize that common areas are not Government’s only responsibility; it is our responsibility as well. How beautiful our streets could be if each building, store, company or organization took the responsibility of revamping their neighborhood. I know this sound ancient and kinda repetitive, but believe it or not seeing it happening would get you all up and running, excited at the thought of waking up the next morning having breakfast on your balcony. Seriously, we are in dire need for some beauty in our streets and neighbors.

 

 

Back to my car high and euphoric, I decided to go pay a little visit to the Shams Club Horses track, been a while since I’ve been there; couldn’t think of a better mood for such a visit ya3ni!! And let me tell you, I wish I didn’t go.

I was on the verge of the ugly crying seeing the horses all wounded-up, un-nutritiously thin, sad and frowning keda (I know horses are not happy animals by nature, you never see a horse with a happy face) bas they are always proud and full of life…those are really lifeless and monkasereen (I couldn’t find a proper English word to this)…the look in their eyes is totally beyond description, it killed me.

One of the guys working there noticed my disappointment fa he offered to show me “The Stallion”, a heck of an Arabian horse as per her description…I’ll keep my mouth shut and you judge!!