The parking slot

After a long busy day at work he's back home carrying on his burden all the traffic jams he passed through , now he's facing one last test .. finding a place to park his car. The journey for searching could take him from 1 minute and at this moment he could go and pray prayers of gratitude to God and it could take him 1 hour and then he'd go and curse the day he bought the car. He tried to be one of those luxurious people who buy parking slots on their own , but he couldn't afford it and all he could do is just envy them; carving out part of the street with their money. Some people just park their car outside the street like a street dog that lost its way; careless of the flying danger that could happen to their car, but he couldn't do that to his lovely 'Juliette' , he couldn't stand to harm her or even give her the tiniest scratch , how could he do that.

He remembers his long story of suffering to buy 'Juliette' how he nearly started living on debt for few years to pay the installment , how buying a car was his first step towards the materialistic journey of life , how could he forget the first engine swoosh, the first smell of the air freshener , the first family ride, it just all seemed a perfect dream coming true, with the smell of the new furniture running through his nose and blowing his mind away. All these thoughts seemed so clear and now he can see he wasted 30 minutes, waiting for an angel from heaven to take away one of those cars; so he can park 'Juliette' close to his home, but sadly seemed that all angels already took all the parking slots.

After some time he moved to another part of his life and with each taken parking slot he started remembering all the chances he didn't take in life that could have made him .. maybe wealthier maybe happier or maybe satisfied , he remembered this job he didn't shoot for , he remembered the girl he left with a broken heart , he remembered how he was always too afraid to say 'Yes' while the easy word was always 'No'. He started realizing that all those taken parking slots could have made him a better un-fearful person , but in the end of the day he's back home tired and still left with no place to park his car.

An Alien Dream

I had once that weird dream , that i still clearly remember , i dreamed that a 'UFO' came to visit me by the balcony of my home with its big shiny front lights flashing the sky in-front of my eyes , i wasn't afraid at all from its light i felt as a hope is coming to grab me away , without any talk the Alien spaceship just uncovered its lips and without words the permission was clear , they wanted me on the ship. A mixture of feelings were there within me the only thing i wished for was to wish my family a goodbye but they didn't even want to grant me my final earthy wish. I just smiled to my home and i was flying away to ride on the ship waving goodbye to the home where i always lived, in complete joy and surrender.

I remembered this dream today and i really thought to myself why was i in complete happiness and surrender to the Alien decision to take me away from earth , why i wasn't afraid to be taken away from the land like a tree being chopped off its soil. Maybe i really don't belong here, maybe i needed a cinematic change to my life, maybe because i was ready to give up everything, just to reveal the secrets of the universe and  life in outer space, but i believe the most realistic answer was that maybe i thought i'd find real humans somewhere in outer space as this earth is becoming lately ......... A land full of Aliens.

The Train

 

Mal: I'll tell you a riddle. You're waiting for a train. A train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you; but you don't know for sure. But it doesn't matter. How can it not matter to you where that train will take you?
Cobb: Because you'll be together. 

 

This quote is from the movie Inception and this post has nothing to do with the movie , but for whatever reason i can't remove these words from my head lately.  The train The waiting The far away place The hope, Those make a perfect mix at this missing piece of puzzle in my life and to conclude my situation now.

I'm waiting for a train

Degree of freedom

In life we have two degrees of freedom , if i can't pass the first degree then i'll never be able to ask for the second 

Proud of ...

"I hope you live a life you're proud of. If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again" Benjamin Button

Don't ask me why but these words are ringing in my head day and night lately and it's the most annoying words to ring in my head because I really don't know if am living a life that I should be proud of or not it's a deep feeling of losing directions.

And the more I try to understand what could make me proud I get even more lost in the thoughts directions and deep reasons of life and up-till now to be honest there's no clear indication of what could make me proud of myself. 

The butterfly

Oh sweet butterfly why won't you fly 

with no wings you can even try

you smile and rise in the morning shine

yet you can't reach the skies

Oh sweet butterfly why won't you fly

afraid to fall down or afraid to feel alive

life's gift for you is to live and try

and in the end of the day remember 

 you're a sweet butterfly.

الحقيقة وراء Noha elmasri

A beautiful day on Facebook sitting by my screen and this picture keeps popping to my right side menu.

And as they say curiosity can kill the cat sometimes i wanted to see who's this great person in history that deserve me to subscribe to her news feed so i go into the profile and here's the following 

Just few quick comments a person who has 277,000 subscribers and sorry to say 277,000 stupid person , how the hell does this mix combine with a simple logic .. she went to cairo university and then (sob7an Allah) she went to Alexandria university and at the end of the road she works at Google (google yemken beta3 el playstation) and everyone is happy subscribing to the account. And here's how you can make a successful account in Egypt all you can do is put the picture of a beautiful girl and "voila" the whole Egyptian love and subscribe , this is not the only example i can see many from the style of AUC girl who has thousands of subscribers and for the sake of humanity would a real girl allow this to her profile unless she's 1 of 2 things you name them.

And as i said i became more curious thanks to new technology of Google images actually you can search the web by using image shots .. so i searched by the image to know who's really Noha elmasri.

First result from the page of (فتيات وشباب يبحثون عن الزواج) and guess what with more than 20,000 subscribers you can check and see all pictures of Noha elmasri.

And i found another profile i think maybe that's the real Noha elmasri but this time she's called Farah Osama

I made all this topic not just for the sake of telling people not to subscribe to Noha elmasri or Farah Osama or maybe facebook would stop popping these stupid suggestions and whoever the hell that person is , but what i really wanted to point out is the main problem we're suffering here in Egypt within our community ... guys go get a life.

"تعالي معايا يا حلوة " Group

If any of you have seen the movie "رامي الاعتصامي " and even if you didn't, but i happen to live the same situation that the movie starts with a group of useless people sitting on their laptop and creating random groups to grab attention and finally Ramy the genius end up with the group name that unites the nation "تعالوا نغير النشيد"

Today i was sitting in the club just relaxing, when a bunch of kids came to sit beside me (kids of age : 10-13 max) and they had the very same conversation in the movie "we want to make a group on Facebook" and the suggestions were ringing in my ears and the group name they settled upon was "تعالي معايا يا حلوة" and they kept planning how will they do it and the point is am not telling you a fairy tale i kept just trying to stay focused but this is real a kid 10 years old want to use Facebook to make a group named "تعالي معايا يا حلوة"

So i left them were they were and decided to go back home and while riding the taxi , the taxi driver as usual kept ranting about the revolution and the current situation in Egypt and how life sucks and this country is a hopeless case. So all i did is asked him what do you think can fix this country .. he said its hopeless case we've been learning for all our lives that bad is good and good is bad don't tell me to change now. And after i stepped down the taxi  i remembered the group "تعالي معايا يا حلوة" and i thought if people can't change who they're now what about the next generation.

If our generation is a hopeless case what about the coming generation and they seem to be quite promising with making Facebook group like "تعالي معايا يا حلوة" , i may believe the country situation is worst than ever and maybe life ain't good but what i can't stand is our kids the coming generation falling into the same mistakes !

Let's work on giving them a reason to live and a dream to hope for and a goal to work upon so we won't end up having 10 year old kids talking about group "تعالي معايا يا حلوة"

أنا عايز أبقى تنين

I was searching through some LinkedIn profiles by just a random scan , to see the future of those who dare to dream and suddenly i started looking as well to people at my same age what they achieved so far in life .. some of those profiles were really inspiring to the extent i called some of them " تنين " and  تنين in English means dragon and for a day or two i've been thinking about how to become a  تنين .

The point is while thinking and thinking i reached the point where i really can't define the meaning of  تنين in English dictionary " Dragon : a mythical monster generally represented as a huge, wingedreptile with crested head and enormous claws and teeth,and often spouting fire" 


Which of-course has nothing to do with my case , but really who's the تنين is it the person who achieves career success or life success , is it that person who's miserable at work yet gain loads of money or is it the one who just lives a normal life happy married , is it that person who chose to get married early and build a family or is it that person who decided to travel the world in chase of a certificate or a better future.


Too many choices and too many roads and still the definition of تنين not defined maybe am sure that everyone is special in his own way , but the person who excels and uses what he's special at the most maybe this could be called a تنين. And until i can fine my road and make my choices and choose what i do really want and what does a تنين mean to me .. i'll still hope and got nothing but hope and pray "أنا عايز أبقى تنين"

The song

That maybe life is nothing more than a piano song

with its tunes going in your mind and moving along

That maybe the days that pass are nothing but some tunes

some we play and some we don't choose

Facebook visit

For personal and non personal reasons i was deactivating Facebook now for more than 20 days and today i decided to check what happened in my friends' virtual world and in 1 hour i was able to grasp all my friends news.

It feels really weird that all the news on Facebook for 20 days can be summarized in 1 hour instead of wasting 2 hours each day of nothing  trying to follow up with each news feed , so i decided to summarize what happened in my friends news feed.

Still the same some got engaged and other broke up , there are those who keep sharing the same stupid useless political stuff and those who enjoy being stunning and there are those who graduated and those who still share activities news charity non charity stuff , there are those who had their birthdays and a wall filled with posts , there are those who posted their photos abroad and those who posted their photos at work. There are those who wore veil because of Ramdan and those who set a journey to enjoy summer. There are those infinite amount of scenes from Ramdan shows and TV series (specially el kebeer awy) and there are those profile pictures with arabic words (suddenly we discovered the beauty of our language) and there are still people who talk about Hosny Mobarak trial .. and still there are those people that make you feel like you're nothing .. there are still those who were once your friends and no longer even care.

One of the things i did even-though am knowing i'm going to deactivate Facebook once again is un-friend 1 friend from my friend list and to tell you the truth i felt so relieved doing so.. some people just make you feel they no longer deserve to know them or remember you were once their friend.

And at the end of the visit, the world no longer feels the same in 20 days i can admit so many news happened in my friend list life but the thing for me those were just another 20 days in life , i know being away from Facebook made me miss many events , birthdays and life events. but to tell you the truth .. who cares anyway.

Composition

In school days , there used to be this crazy part of our language class where we write compositions it didn't matter whether it's Arabic or English but i remember i used to like writing those silly childish compositions.

While wandering with my thoughts today i remembered a composition i was really praised upon and it was about imagining life in the near future and i really can't remember more than the title but what i remember is that the teacher liked it alot. Don't know why today i had the thought that i really want to read this composition along side many other compositions that were lost either in rotten copy books or burnt out papers.

And i got this crazy idea that i want to share with any English - Arabic teacher , in the age of technology i urge you to ask your students to write compositions on free lancing basis , they should write the topics they want to talk about and not the cliche' compositions about pollution, peace and mother's day. Students should be given the chance to express their selves the way they want and more than that i urge teachers to ask their students not to write those compositions on paper or class copy book but let them post it in their own blogs , let's teach them how to post their thoughts and let the world hear it comment about it and even share it online.

In the age of digital revolution we're living, students writings can no longer be judged only by their teachers but the whole world around them , just give them the hint and let them go.

عادي

أنا مش فاهم حاجة و ماشي بكلم نفسي و بقول عادي 

يمكن أكون تايه أو يمكن أكون ماشي في حالي 

عادي

ماهو كل شئ في حياتنا بأة عادي

يا عم كبر يا عم نفد و كلو فالأخر فاني 

ناس بتتكلم و ناس بتسمع وأهو كلو فل أخر بيهاتي

و ده مش بس حالي ده حال كل اللي في البلد دي

و مالو برده هرجع وأقول عادي 

منا أصلي يعمل نفسي فاهم كل حاجة يعمل نفسي مش فاهم 

و فالحالة ده أو الحالة ده 

 هدعي ربنا إنو  يصلح حالي

Happy People

A work colleague once wrote on her Facebook status

"I miss being around happy people"

Isolation

What if i was born in another time and another place somewhere other than where i am, nothing but me and myself what if the environment change and the places mingled and everything that seemed real to me would seem different.

What if i was born in an isolated place .... would my life feel the same