نحتاج دوما بعض…

نحتاج دوما بعض من الوقت لاستعاده كيفيه التعامل مع نفس الموقف الذي مررنا به من قبل بسلام…. كمواجهة ظالم أو الاعتراف بالحقيقه أو رؤية من تحب مع غيرك. يقولون مع اكتساب الخبرة نحسن التعامل مع هذه الاحداث و لكني ارجع طفله في كل مرة يتكرر بها موقف مماثل…

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New daylight

Salma Asks - سلمى تسأل

It’s 3:34 pm on Wednesday. I’m in the newsroom in my workplace where I still don’t know if I’ll come tomorrow and continue working or not. So many thoughts are now in my mind, as usual, very random, and very urging.

Mostly my thoughts are about my LEAD 6 friends, graduation, the unknown future, and all the other attempts to fight stress and depression, as well as standing up for my beliefs.

I don’t know really how to reflect on four and a half years with the LEAD program, being enrolled at AUC, and having my life turned upside down. I’ll try my best though. I need to document this.

Time: June 2009. Specifically it was during my Thanawiya Amma final exams. I was filled with stress and uncertainty. Not looking forward that much to my final grades, or to what I am going to do with my life. I was…

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Yes.. Some peo…

Yes.. Some people are no good for each other… But some times they are also no good for anyone else..
In times like these it’s no longer about forever or even now, no longer about who will fix who, no longer about who loves who more…
It’s just about acceptance.
It always comes down to acceptance.
Always…
You accept the person you love not for who they are, but rather despite what they truly are…

He turned arou…

He turned around and shrieked at her, after she had been talking non stop for the past two hours!
“The whole idea of love my dear delusional friend, is to end up with someone whom you still tremble when they touch when you’re 80 full of crinkles and wrinkles… A person that even if you no longer can hear them, or see them, or even kiss them, you somehow know they’re here and around, by their touch. Now as for you what have you made of yourself so you’d be ready to meet such an astounding love? What have you made of your very own, special, and unique self?”

And he knew th…

And he knew that she was a gypsy soul from the first time he laid his beautiful chestnut eyes on her… To him she might be a life but to her he was no more than a mere stop… Doesn’t mean she’s bad, doesn’t mean she’s right… That’s just the way things are.. Just the way she is… He never considered though to leave a number or an address, he never left the porch lights on, for the day she needs to find her way home again… But then if he didn’t do as little as that, then he was probably never her home to start with…

He looked at h…

He looked at her and said, “I wanna go down every road you went down.”
She giggled, “Love, you wouldn’t come out the same… Not even close… And I think I’ve grown a certain fondness to the way you happen to be…”
He growled on the inside and let out a sigh on the outside, “I’m just a project ain’t I? Just another human to add to your human shelter! I’m no more than a new obsession, a current one, God knows what will happen tomorrow…”
She grew real quiet then when he was about to give in to the idea that she was just gonna shrug off what he said, she spoke out suddenly, “I don’t know… And yes God knows what will happen tomorrow, but you ain’t getting anything you didn’t sign up on. Not a single damn thing.”
He knew the conversation was dead and done, “Waiter can the gal have the check please? She’s paying.”