tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145290932024-03-14T13:36:52.607+02:00Have a Look Deep InsideSometimes we need to dig deeper inside us to discover what hurts, pleases and affects us,and To do so we have to watch ourselves carefully, and let our spirits speak just as they feel and then watch out what lies deep insideColourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.comBlogger106125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-79678006802429047022016-07-10T10:41:00.000+02:002016-07-10T10:41:29.501+02:00Un Decided Yet<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I wonder why I always postpone blogging, inspite of having that traffic of thoughts in my mind, passing continously. And I end up only blogging in the mood that I am currently in now.</div>
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What is the reason of having that mood swings, really I wonder, when I see my day and the sequence of events "Just" before me being down, I find them normal, and all of a sudden I feel that feeling of being bored, demotivated, depressed, an indescribable mood.<br />
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I am not the kind of people who put their problems in front of them and keep watching all the time, on the contrary, I am always raising the slogan of "Positive Annoyance", if I am upset because I need to manage my time in a way, then I just begin working on that point instead of just being sad that I am not a good time manager.<br />
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But it seems that for long term problems that needs time in order to be solved, they keep just playing in the background, yes we may have got used to them being in our life for a while and concentrated on improvement and solving the problem, but the feeling of them being there is always there it's just keep on diving for a while and then all of a sudden appears on the surface again and in unexpected time, and may be also with some simple things that may help them get out.... That's why may be I suddenly sometimes feel down... I dun know<br />
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Also there has been some issue that I've been thinking about which is the ...<br />
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Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-2907330442666088152015-04-27T15:02:00.003+02:002024-02-23T21:01:37.256+02:00Youm warra Youm<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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And that's me youm warra youm... the same me ... I wonder when was the last time I achieved something that I wanted...when was the last time I insisted on something and finally proudly got it.</div>
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Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-52174346519685651512015-04-27T15:02:00.001+02:002024-02-23T21:01:51.414+02:00Fieha eih --- Why not --- What If --- I wonder<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-87769014923516816682014-12-15T11:44:00.000+02:002014-12-15T11:44:02.009+02:00احلم<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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احلم يا شباب مصر... <br />احلم .. ولا نسيت ازاي بيكون الحلم<br />الحلم أصبح رفهية..و إنت مش بتاع رفهية<br />معندكش خلاص وقت تحلم.. منتش فاضي .. بتعافر فالحياة<br />بتعافر عشان تعيش... عيشة البني آدم ..<br />أي بني آدم.. بسيط كان أو أقل من البسيط<br />المهم إنه بني آدم.. قادر يعيش..<br />قادر لو عيي يتعالج.. و قادر يتعلم عشان يفهم<br />و قادر يشتغل عشان <span class="st"><span dir="rtl"><em>يقتات</em></span></span><br /><br />بس تحلم ليه... هو إنت إيه حلمت بيه و اتحقق..<br />بلد ناسية انك بني آدم... بلد ناسية انك انسان...<br />بلد نسياك أصلاً..<br /><br />حقولك تحلم.. و تصحى تتخض من الواقع..<br />تحلم .. و تصحى على كابوس عايش<br /><br />بس أرجع و أقولك .. ما إنت لازم تحلم..<br />جايز الحلم يتحقق..<br />أكيد هتفكر في طريقة ..تخلى الحلم يتحقق<br /><br />احلم... اهو عيش لك لحظة في خيالك..<br />جايز تقدر تنسيك احوالك<br /><br /></div>
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Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-8361827916853642912014-08-05T16:53:00.000+03:002024-02-23T21:02:40.942+02:00History is still not a History <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I was shocked when I found that the last time I talked loudly in my dear blog... was nearly 2 years ago.<br />
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This proves that I can't complete my life without it.. because it's the only thing available to me all the time and will understand me like I am ...<br />
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Ok... Let me talk now about why do I feel like writing to my blog.<br />
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I discovered yesterday... that I have not been cured from the relation that has been terminated from 6 years.. yes 6 years.. I was shocked as well... Time flies and our life is consumed too quickly.<br />
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Let me confess that I still have feelings towards that person, I opened our chat logs yesterday, and like I opened <span class="st"><i>Pandora's box ... </i>I waked up the feelings and the thoughts... I am resisting myself and asking myself to to initiate any communication again, let me stop hurting myself with my own hands... I dun know whether I'll succeed in that or now... but I am sure my dignity will help me .. because I value it so much.</span><br />
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<span class="st">What if analysis is non stopping in my mind from yesterday... and I see all the roads are closed ... </span><br />
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<span class="st">So why I am thinking about it and revived it again ... I dun know .. and I am afraid of it..</span><br />
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<span class="st">I know I was quietly rejected before and I can't take any further risks with my heart and my pride...</span><br />
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<span class="st">But I miss the relation .. I miss the person .. I know this separation was going to happen one day ..but I always prayed it may not happen .. I was ok with having the person in my life.. regardless of the relation type... but I couldn't have that either....</span><br />
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<span class="st">Get out of my mind and soul peacefully please... enough what I had experienced... I know you think you are out already... but this is not the truth... I can't deny you made your part.... but I still didn't do mine...I wish I have the power to do it.</span><br />
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Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-29709032434078254302012-11-11T17:28:00.001+02:002024-02-23T21:03:20.806+02:00A very Challenging Relationship<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It's a relationship, in which we play hide and seek.<br />
I sometimes get tired of the game but, now I am actively and willingly and happily enjoying the chase.<br />
But Chasing is very challenging...I want to reactivate the relation, and preserve it.. I am just happy having that person around...<br />
I want to keep the relation...whatever the relation is defined as ... <br />
Your features, are just the ones I love ...<br />
Your cons are mine and I accept you the way you're...and, I am not able to see them as defects originally.<br />
Your pros are the ones that I love to have in a person, and the ones that I can't live without.<br />
For me you're just perfect ...the right person of all times and for all my life.</div>
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If I said that I understood you, then I haven't known you well. I am just taking notes of you, dun know whether taking those notes does have any meaning or no, as you're very creative and renewing yourself always.<br />
Note number One: Nothing lasts, and no one either<br />
Note number two: Wanting something and working for it, does not guarantee having<br /></div>
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What a peaceful scene it is ... the baby blue sky with the cotton like clouds decorating the scene ..such a wonderful and relaxing scene.<br />
You just look at the sky and see how beautiful it is .. whenever the sky is that clear and beautiful .. usually the air is fresh and refreshing .. just a deep breath with that fresh air will make you more and more relaxed. This relaxing mode, usually bring with it nice thoughts just like the beautiful scene above in the sky ... either your memory begin moving quietly like the clouds getting nice memories from the past that connects you with your beloved ones or great hopes that carries you to the promising future .. promising as the sun with all the warmness and light.</div>
Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-42904931255626233312011-06-14T11:25:00.000+02:002011-06-14T11:25:31.344+02:00I Dreamt of you :))<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
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I dreamt you were buying a house near our's and that you brought me very nice cadeaux, the ones that I like the simple ones that I just can be perfectly happy with.<br />
The cadeaux included chocolate, it was toblerone IN DISGUISE :D .. shaklaha kan 3ageeb shewaya...<br />
And also, the ones that I like the most was a box full of colored wooden, butterflies, and the circluar flowers that I like with the colors that I love baby blue and pinkish.. I was flying from the idea of you getting me something, from the surprise of seeing you, and from the BEAUTIFUL things that were inside the box :)</div>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-16833407037673608222011-06-07T01:10:00.000+02:002011-06-07T01:10:04.818+02:00Make a Wish =)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-md-hLdCeXzUL9OVaec4BmxgpSD1qtwfNypYLssvi4Hy8SjFgre9__9IIXGELFFEem2Ub_sCWP7CjYZsoFMocvzGbO70JzrCHyjRXb7uhRyUvfw0rlZwrjy7jLqqe9FmFrx_o/s1600/BE9FWT.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-md-hLdCeXzUL9OVaec4BmxgpSD1qtwfNypYLssvi4Hy8SjFgre9__9IIXGELFFEem2Ub_sCWP7CjYZsoFMocvzGbO70JzrCHyjRXb7uhRyUvfw0rlZwrjy7jLqqe9FmFrx_o/s1600/BE9FWT.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div>Today, I received an e-mail from "Causes", at the end of it was a "Make a Wish" button, to create a Cause for something that I would love to help.<br />
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Regardless of the reason behind the mail, and regardless of that it's just an automated mail that is sent to me and to many other people... I dun know why I was so touched by these words that were written on the button "Make a Wish"...this magical sentence had its effect on me, and it peneterated my mind, my soul and my heart and let me think, think and think ...<br />
I guess that it's a very nice feeling that all you have to do is just to wish, dun worry about the HOW the possible and the impossible, just wish, feeling deep inside that the wish has its opportunity to come true.<br />
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What about hearing the word "Make a Wish" .. is that you feel that somebody's taking care of your wish, and is helping you in accomplishing what you want and is "SHARING" you your wishes. What makes this sentence has that effect is that you feel that someone willingly offered to take the job of making it come true. may be this is because Human is capable of helping others than helping oneself, hence that's why it has that's magical effect on us as it carries an implicit hope or a guarantee for fulfillment and coming true.<br />
Or, may be we are just comforted with sharing our dreams.<br />
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Helpless may be.... want things to turn to the better alone without me helping in anything..mesh 3ashan 7aga bas mesh adra 7assa eny me7taga a3mel hibernate l 7ayaty<br />
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ay kalam mesh hay7sal w ahy ta7'areeef w 7'allas .. bas 7assa eny 3ayza a2ool ay kelmeteen gayez l robama astaraya7 aw 3al a2al 3ayza abtedy ada3bed gowaya gayez awsal l ay 7aga </div>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-89464287373873634902011-01-02T01:53:00.000+02:002011-01-02T01:53:23.117+02:00Really Sorry<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I dun know what to say, but first of all, I am really deeply sorry for all the victim's of yesterday's explosion and all their families.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am speechless, because SORRY IS NOT ENOUGH, by my nature, I would have approached my friends who are between Sad, Angry, Frustrated, or just Giving Up that anything could get any better. I would have tried to highlight anything good, and help them to hope for the better.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">But, this time I just can't do this...because, I am just feelin the same .. or at least I just believe that I am feeling so</span><span style="font-family: Verdana;"></span><br />
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The issue is not small, and it's recurrent.<br />
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I can't imagine, people are in the church, worshiping God in their own way, and during the time of the feast. And then a BLACK.BLIND.BOMB just ruins the expected awaited happiness in the feast time of a little child, that may have lost a mother or a father or both in that explosion.<br />
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I am seeing that girl when she grows up... in everytime she misses her parents or one of them .. this missing is going to be turned to hatred to the other .. which we can't blame her for.<br />
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Really, the families of these victims, need coaching to be able to live normally with the others.<br />
And also the environment needs to be reformed in many ways. So, that all of us can feel safe.. and YES i see that the security wasn't enough, but ALSO i believe that their shouldn't be guards aslan for the Worshiping Houses, it should be the most safe and secured place, without any external security...The value of these places should be known to all and should be respected.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I am sorry FOR the innocent people and their families, but not sorry on behalf of those criminals, because I dun know who they are.. but all what I am sure of is that I am totally unrelated to them.. so it's a shame to talk with their name aslan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know it's not true... and it does matter. But, I am just convincing myself with the opposite .. and I know I am not successful in that brainwashing task I am doing to myslef especially after that dream that I had today .. I dreamt with you, and I was very upset when I woke up and find that it was just a dream.</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: right;">"هتعمل ايه لو قمت يوم و لاقيت اقرب ما ليك فى الدنيا مش حواليك " ... و هو مش حواليك بمحض ارادته و اختياره ... عشان هو شايف ان وجودك فى حياته تماما كعدمه... و ربما عدمه اريح على اية حال</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;">اللى هعمله ... هسكت و هتصدم و مش هستنى حاجة كويسة من حد ... و مش هصدق اى معاملة كويسة ولا هقول على حد طيب...</div><div style="text-align: right;">انا من فترة كنت بقول ان مفيش ناس جديدة هتدخل حياتى ... اللى دخل دخل و خلاص ... المشكلة دلوقتى فى القدام ... هيفضلوا تعبنى كدة لغاية يمتى ؟!!!</div>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-77756140668020469032010-09-05T10:14:00.000+02:002010-10-24T17:21:23.043+02:00Silence is needed sometimes<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Have you ever been told to look to yourself in the mirror, when you feel you don't and you know you'll not be pleased seeing the person that will appear in it?</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That's exactly what's happening to me, I am forced to answer the simple question of ... "How things are going?" "Are things getting better?"... And the irony is that people are not convinced with a short answer like "el 7amdu lellah”... They need to listen to more than that... They need more details... Some are really worried and they are hoping for a relieving answer... and others are just curious or maybe they're imagining that they're pressing my talk button...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">To all these people who care and who do not... Thanks for asking</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And I am not rude when I am saying words like... "Please I dun want to talk "... or "just pray" ... or any silly answer of the like.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I dun want to talk about it, I dun want to realize it... I dun want to see it or hear it... isn't that my right?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am escaping for a while from the worries and the terrible thoughts in my mind... is that too much?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I appreciate my friends who really understands me and appreciate my rights and just stand silent by my side... ready to listen just if I wanted to talk or if they felt it for they know me well ...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My dear God .. I really need you .. I need your support .. I have faith in you, I trust in you .. I know you're close, merciful and is observing and do everything for a reason.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But, Please God .. mercy our human nature .. mercy our weakness.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I dun need to speak... you know it all ... you know what I am feeling and what I am hoping for.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am afraid of being desperate .. please God dun let me be so.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am sure of your coming blessings .. But I just want them now ... Please God..</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I need to have a peace of mind.. I need to rest comfortable .. I dun want to be worried .. and I dun want to be confused or hesitated .. I am tired of fear, worry and all the things you know we have been passing through.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #783f04; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please God take our hands and rescue us ...</span>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-8162209660386491382010-08-08T13:29:00.000+03:002010-10-24T22:46:40.582+02:00My Dear Sister ... I Love U :))<span style="color: #20124d;"> </span><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdQkUVeKzHBH23IUalVjnPF8GUisi9rgfvAY-gY3g9nkv9CbptCmzjip0hEZN-QA09hyP9m2vykuj569FKrUuJIeTh-_VvAQCmPJydUKMNDNrtc1lNYjaIET7GsqsVIZS1d98/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><img border="0" bx="true" height="284" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsdQkUVeKzHBH23IUalVjnPF8GUisi9rgfvAY-gY3g9nkv9CbptCmzjip0hEZN-QA09hyP9m2vykuj569FKrUuJIeTh-_VvAQCmPJydUKMNDNrtc1lNYjaIET7GsqsVIZS1d98/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /></span></a><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">On your very special day, I wanna tell you I love u. Not the classic clache I love you, but I really mean it in every way.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love you as you are because you also accept me as I am...</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><br />
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">May this year carry to U and accordingly to me all the peace of mind, Mercy from God ... Satisfaction, success and dreams turning into reality AMEEN (F)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana;">P.S: I am writing this ... because I wanted to tell you that I care to show you my feelings in every way I have. And to tell you that you are loved. And to tell you that you're making a BIG and HUGE and Beautiful difference in our life. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: Verdana;">And why especially this year :)) because I am turning into a mature girl now ... that learnt to appreciate every feeling she has and learnt the importance of expressing it. And learnt that this is the least thing we can do to the people we love ... is to show them what do they really mean to US</span>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-65111475480845269082010-08-08T00:22:00.000+03:002010-10-24T22:48:34.514+02:00Simple things<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiStLUDYcFE_8wjEbbETnXyq2FSbXzgChhKgk3VDxZD39uMBPBy35NaHZdbU0SwIokNt4zdY674PpaMfQu7GQiNh5OGaXjyMQIpqi4EXoHUgn_FUBPox4yOV6TeCmTmrlYDfnwG/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiStLUDYcFE_8wjEbbETnXyq2FSbXzgChhKgk3VDxZD39uMBPBy35NaHZdbU0SwIokNt4zdY674PpaMfQu7GQiNh5OGaXjyMQIpqi4EXoHUgn_FUBPox4yOV6TeCmTmrlYDfnwG/s320/1.jpg" /></a></div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Simple things are what really matter ... and I just find my mood is very affected by these simple things all the time.</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am grateful for the simple thing of the day :) it made me happy :))</span>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-84193093859880056962010-08-06T01:38:00.001+03:002010-10-25T00:22:15.825+02:00Nothing Specefic =)<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Other than any Post, I've posted here. I am just writing now with nothing specfic in mind. I just felt that I missed my blog, I felt it has been too long since I've posted anything here .. although I have more than a draft... but just was not completed... and their feelings are gone now.. so they'll not be completed .. at least at the time being.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Briefing on the previous period .. the last 4 months .. I've been passing through very hard and tough time as my dear father was seriously ill... but thanks god ... hopefully things are getting stable ISA.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I saw some of my friends today .. and that made a difference el 7amdu lellah .. I really missed them a lot and is still missing the others... but unfortunately =( some dun excuse me for not being able to go out and meet them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ramadan is approaching, it's less than a week and we'll be there iSA ... ALLAHOMA bale3'na Ramadan and Laylat el Kadr ISA. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But I still can't feel the spirit of Ramadan... I hope I can be spiritually connected soon and deeply.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Waiting for salat el taraweee7 :))</span>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-30264504547058171412009-12-31T23:44:00.003+02:002010-10-25T00:25:16.994+02:00It's all about hope<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;">New year ... why is it that remarkable ?!!! I had a thought today .. that this year called 2009 that all people are judging these days, is just a part of me, a part of my life time in this world, experiences that are gone, and may never come again, but will leave their effects whether <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">consciously </span>or not.<br />2009 or whatever the name was, is just a grouping for some days in my life. I may choose to go with all people, and make my new start at this day, or just in any other time I would choose.<br />And most probably, I would choose the day I was born on from every year for that new start and self evaluation.<br />2009 is not good or bad, same is for: 2010, 2011, 20** ! It's just a part of my journey in this world, carrying a collection of events, fate, successes failures, that will sum up to make the person I am to be by the end of my life.<br />And by every year I am coming closer to the person I was meant to be in this life.<br />Just, we're trying to take a happy path, to end a peaceful end. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003333;">It's all about hope, hoping that the coming part of our lives are better.<br />Happy New Portion of Our Lives =)<br /><br /><br /></span>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-37733190826847937472009-11-12T01:12:00.009+02:002010-10-25T00:30:18.104+02:00حماقة عشرة أعوام<div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">يوم الأحد الماضى كنت فى حى الزمالك أقوم بمشوار ما. كنت ذاهبة مع واحدة من صديقاتى و لكنى كنت عائدة بمفردى إلى مصر الجديدة حبيبتى. كنت فى حالة مزاجية قلما تأتى ... أغلقت زجاج سيارتى الا جزء صغير يسمح بتجديد الهواء و استمريت فى غناء كثير من الأغانى و الاعلانات التى علقت بذهنى من قديم و حديث و سعيد و حزين ... فالمشوار من الزمالك لمصر الجديدة لا يأخذ وقت قصير</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">و لكن الغريب أن هناك أغنية فكرت بها بطريقة لم تخطر ببالى من قبل و هى أغنية كاظم التى كنت استمع لها و أنا فى الثانوى و هى</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><strong>إلا أنتى</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><strong>اشهد الا امرأة أتقنت اللعبة إلا أنتى و احتملت حماقة عشرة أعوام كما احتملتى</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><strong>و اصطبرت على جنونى مثل ما صبرتى و قلمت أظافرى و رتبت دفاترى </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"><strong>و أدخاتنى روضة الأطفال الا أنتى</strong></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">يااااااااااااااااه حماقة عشرة أعوام ؟!!!!!!!!! أصلا يا ترى على ماذا تشتمل كلمة حماقة ؟</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">هل كان يعرف أخريات و يتركها .... و يتذكرها فقط عندما تفشل قصصه هذه ؟</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">هل كانت أخر اهتماماته بينما كان كل اهتمامتها ؟</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">هل كان يفعل ذلك عن قصد ام فقط لجهله بمشاعرها ؟</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">و أخيرا يا ترى ما هو الشىء الذى أفاقه بعد عشرة سنوات ؟ </span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">و بالنسبة لها .... من أين اتت بكل هذه القدرة على الاحتمال .... من المؤكد انها كانت تأتيها لحظات من الضعف و اليأس و الاحباط و لكن من المؤكد أيضا ان مشاعرها كانت أكبر و أفوى من ذلك كله... من المؤكد ان كان لديها أمل يكفى العالم أجمع . أو ربما أنها كانت سعيدة بهذه المشاعر الرقيقة التى بداخلها و ترغب فى الاحتفاظ بها لانها جعلتها تكتشف أنها من الممكن ان تعطى كل هذا العطاء</span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;">و يا ترى كيف كان شعورها و هى تسمع هذه الكلمات التى فى الأغنية ... هل شعرت بالسعادة ام أن الوقت قد فات ... و لديها الأن حالة من الاستغناء ... أو ربما خشيت على مشاعرها الرقيقة من حماقات أخرى ؟ لا نعلم ... فام يخبرنا كاظم بهذا<br /><br />وصلت مصر الجديدة و انتهيت من مشوارى ولكن استمر سؤال يروادنى: هل يجب على أحد ان يتحمل حماقة عشرة أعوام حتى يقترب من أحبائه ؟ أم انها سعادة ياهظة الثمن النفسى ؟</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#990000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>!!!</strong>وجدتنى بعدها أقول: <strong>تعبت و تستاهل</strong></span></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"></span></div>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14529093.post-26372556480791598732009-10-02T05:36:00.001+02:002009-10-02T05:36:56.790+02:00Text of Steve Jobs' Commencement address (2005)<a href=http://shar.es/1GjDt>Text of Steve Jobs' Commencement address (2005)</a><br /><br />Posted using <a href="http://sharethis.com">ShareThis</a>Colourless_Turtlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770226187838984980noreply@blogger.com0