Quotes and a thought.

“When do the dead die? When they are forgotten”

“When does love cease? When one begins to love anew”

“Sadness does not make good company; it numbs the soul”

                                                                              from The Law of Love, by Laura Esquivel

 

 

– I am craving a gi-normous colorful flowers bouquet, and a lamoona mekhalela

 

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On turning into a monstrous creature

What kind of person am I turning into!! 

A few years back I was so proud of myself, being always referred to as a real deal or a “what you see, what you get” kinda gal.  The statement used to put me at the top of the world.   Was sort of a signal eno am on the right track, the track I consciously chose since I decided to be the person that I am.  To stand for being myself.  Back then I used to look at the mirror proudly keda, but today I don’t have the nerve to look myself in the eye and claim that am as real as I used to be (or as I thought myself to be).

 

I am afraid I’ve lost my ability to love, accept, and appreciate the other.  I don’t know, I am always anticipating…awaiting the punch, I take it for granted that I’ll get punched.  The normal nerro attitude was “roll with the punches”, it used to work.    But walahi walahi, I don’t have neither the flexibility to roll nor enough strength to take more punches, it is gonna total wreck me.

 

I’ve lost my ability to believe and trust, to be perfectly honest I can’t assume good will with anybody as I used to do, I always go like (mmm…then?? Let me see what’s behind). 

An Intense feeling of insecurity is building up and so is the shield.

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And I witnessed a fairy tale

Well, mostly everybody knows that I live in two worlds. One is an exceptional whimsical world of books, and the second is a real one, quite not as eccentric but it is full of love and characters made of flesh and blood.

 

In that very real world of mine the weirdest things could happen, you know!!  like last Friday the Frog Prince (a.ka. Hossam) and the Mermaid (a.ka. Mayada) got engaged!!! (don’t bring up the Prince Eric issue) he is just not as good ya3ni. 

Alf mabrook guys, wishing you the best of luck  😀

 

May you live happily ever after

from “Like Water for Chocolate” by Laura Esquivel

“And let me tell you something I’ve never told a soul.  My grandmother had a very interesting theory; she said each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can’t strike them all by ourselves; just as in the experiment, we need oxygen and a candle to help.  In this case, the oxygen, for example, would come from the breath of the person you love; the candle could be any kind of food, music, caress, word, or sound that engenders the explosion that lights one of the matches.  For a moment we are dazzled by the intense emotion.  A pleasant warmth grows within us, fading slowly as time goes by, until a new explosion comes along to revive it.  Each person has to discover what will set off those explosions in order to live, since the combustion that occurs when one of them is ignited is what nourishes the soul.  That fire, in short, is its food.  If one doesn’t find out in time what will set off these explosions, the box of matches dampens, and not a single match will ever be lighted.  If that happens, the soul flees from the body and goes to wander among the deepest shades, trying in vain to find food to nourish itself, unaware that only the body it left behind, cold and defenseless, is capable of providing that food.”

Bed time stories!!! 3ali baba ba3d el dana

Ali Baba and Morgiana; my favourite couple as a kid not for anything more than their names. Wasn’t fond of their story though, it is kinda violent, never understood what’s cute about a lady killing guys “although theives” by pouring hot oil over them. Ewwwwwwww. I always thought of Morgiana more as a serial killer (if I may say).

I mean come on, follow the thread….at the beginning the gang killed Kasim at the cave, then tracked Ali Baba Down after discovering the disappearance of his brother’s body. In order to get rid of Ali Baba the theives manipulated him; the lead thief pretended to be an oil merchant in need for Ali Baba’s hospitality, brought mules loaded with 40 oil jars, one filled with oil, the other 39 with the other thieves. Brilliant Morgiana discovered the plan, and killed the 39 thieves in their oil jars by pouring boiling oil on them.

Of course the big guy “their leader” is still alive, so he proceeded with the killing plan…. later on he disguised as a merchant, befriended Ali Baba’s son and the son invited him to dinner at the dad’s house. Again Super Morgiana discovered the vicious plan and plunged a dagger into the thief’s heart while performing a dance infront of the diners.

Now what??? obnoxious!!! maybe….can’t hate it though, still has its own charm…..it ended up with “And they-the creepy couple- lived happily Everafter” how sweet!!!

Here is one more nice thing about this story…..in front of “you know” these hotels/malls automated doors…the type of thing that opens and closes whenever you approach, I used to do the “Open Sesame/Close Sesame” thing….mmm….am still doing it….but not as loud as I used to when I was younger…..usually the security person at the gate think that I am smiling to him/her….good perspective though 😉

Cinderella is another story.

TBC