Once upon a time a friend of mine told me that I don’t write except when am hurt or angry. I argued back then eno la2 tab3an, I tend to spill my heart out whenever I feel like it…me thinks she had a point.
Zaman I used to trust writing rather than talking, then I figured la2 eno writing is a lonely act, and although I connect in a level with a lot of people, yet I am missing the vis-à-vis human interaction…which is pretty much the essence of living (to some) not all. I am more of a listener, but that’s not the rule, sometimes Rateeba and Ensaf –or either one- take over and I get to be the non-stop talker rather than the listener…why am I saying this right now?
I have no idea. I just figured that it is not about Rateeba, Ensaf, or Nerro…it is about the others as well, some people make you feel comfortable from the first sight, that you can connect in an eye blink. Others might make you feel like an alien and you are the last person they would be caught dead talking to.
It is the unspoken messages, that makes you either to talk or to resort to listening.
Quote of the day:
“People aren’t either wicked or noble. They’re like chef’s salads, with good things and bad things chopped and mixed together in a vinaigrette of confusion and conflict.”