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Sunday, January 27, 2008

If You're Young at Heart ...

" Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you if you're young at heart " - Frank Sinatra

Fairy tales . what exactly are fairy tales?

I'm guessing there's a good reason he said, if you're young at heart.

First, I thought fairy tales are the stories my mummy and grandma used to tell me. That was when I was 4.

Then, I thought fairy tales are my dreams. What I wish to become and how I wish my future would be.

Future . well I'm guessing now is my future.

I realized sometime ago that I haven't had fairy tale dreams since I was a kid. And those kiddie dreams are no more than becoming a grown-up girl with my own house so that I'd do whatever I want. And that I hold the household money, so I'd buy the food I like, which is mainly chocolates of course.

Do you really believe that you'll just find your perfect person, fall in love, get married and live happily ever after? Is that it? Are there no complications to the story? Like my father who's the king of the kingdom not agreeing on my marriage from the village boy? Or maybe my father would ask him to get the brightest star in order to marry me?

I am not hallucinating.

I remember my first fianc�e. I was 8 and he was 23, the son of my dad's friend. (You know how parents kid around about that?) Oh and how great it felt when he once called home and when I asked who I should tell my dad is on the phone, he tells me tell him your fianc�e. I remember how red my face was. People have to realize that kids do understand and do remember, GOD!!

I remember my first crush. I was like 10 and he was almost the same age as me, and he liked me too. At that time love was playing together, having walks on the beach and building sand castles together. It was such a simpler time then. (I think by now you've guessed that it was a summer crush)

I remember thinking that as soon as I'm old enough, I'd find my prince charming, we'd fall in love and that would be it. We'd live happily ever after. But I guess life's not that easy.

Well, how do you know you've met your prince charming? Does he have to have all the characteristics you've been dreaming of? Could you let go of some of them? How do you know you have finally found the one you want to settle with forever and ever and finally get the fairytale ending?

Well I guess I may be hallucinating, but truly it's something confusing. Should you just leave things take its normal route and be certain that in the end God will do what's best for you? Well for sure God will always do what's best for me, but how do you know you are going down the right route? The one God has planned for you. How do you save yourself all the hurting and struggle?

I guess you can never be certain of something. There's always a risk you're taking, whether with the right route or left route. So in the end, I guess you should just do what makes you feel right, do what makes you happy, do what your heart tells you.

It's up to your heart!! (But hey, don't neglect your brain, or trust me you'll choose the wrong route)

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Exam Inspiration !!!

Well, I have been up for more than 30hours now, just came back from a MIS exam .. and through the exam only 2 songs were on my mind ( by on my mind i mean I CANT THINK EXCEPT OF THEM ... no MIS no nothing !!! ).

First song, which came to my mind after the Dr. came and started talking and me realizing that there isn't a single question that I can guarantee that I'll answer correctly, was " I feel pretty" - from the famous Musical West Side Story.
" I feel pretty ... Oh so pretty ... I feel pretty and witty and gay .. and I pity any girl who isn't me tonight " !!!! .... WHY I have no idea !!!

The second song was " Arfa " - Ali El Haggar and music by the Great Omar Khairat !!
The words of the song are AMAZING .. seriously so romantic and soft. So, I went home determined to find the whole poem and to know the poet, to my surprise, it was the son of my all time favorite poet, Salah Jahin, Baha'a Salah Jahin. Apparently, he has inherited from his father his romantic soul and his soft incredible words. So, I though of sharing the poem with you. And some of my favorite Jahin's Quadruplets, but I'll post them alone so you can enjoy all. Hope you enjoy them.
Let's start with the son , Baha'a Jahin :

مش عارف ليه باتونس بيك وكأنك من دمي ؟
على راحتي معاك وكأنك أمي
مش عارف ليه؟

عارفه؟
حاسس إني لأول مرة باشوفك
وإني باشوفك من أول لحظة في عمري
حاسس إني يمامه بتشرب في كفوفك
وإنك شجرة ، وضلة ، وميا بتجري
مش عارف ليه؟

عارفه؟
فرحة كبيرة وصوت مزيكا في قلبي
وكأننا حبيبين اتقابلوا بعد فراق
ليه فجأة بأت مستني لوحدي؟
عاوز اتكلم أحكي واشكيلك همي
مش عارف ليه؟

وانا وياك باحس الدنيا فيها سلام و أمان
وإن العالم مفهوش ولا نقطت أحزان
ايدك خليها في ايدي ، ده أنا طفل كبير
وباحس ان انا وانت لوحدينا ، وردة في بستان
مش عارف ليه؟

I advice everyone to download the song if they haven't heard it, because if you haven't yet, BELIEVE ME, you are missing something so indescribable !!!!

Friday, January 4, 2008

Great Expectations !!

It's been such a long time since I last blogged and I've truly missed it.

And as usual it's so not the time for blogging but I'm still going to do what I love.

There are no angels on Earth so stop acting like one!!

Treat people as if they are all unfaithful unless proven otherwise!!

I've always been against that. Why should I treat a person and always expect the bad? Why don’t I expect the good unless proven otherwise?

May be because I treat the person in front of me as if he was raised up the same way I was, with the same morals and ethics. I expect that the major facts of their personality as common between us. And that his faults can never harm me in anyway. I assume that what I see on TV about devilish evil people is not true, and if it's true, it'll never happened to me. I expect that as soon as you are called my friend, whatever fault I have in my personality you would accept and never be angry from since we're friends. I expect that as soon as you are called my friend that whatever dirty acts you have, you'd never apply on me since we're friends. I expect that a friend never betrays. I expect that you are pure inside and that you can never hurt.

Well, apparently I expect so much and people in this world are so not what I expect. They are all wearing masks, masks to hide their true identity. They go through life as a fake to reach their goal. The question is, when they reach it are they satisfied? I'm sure they lost a lot of friends during their journey by faking relationships, so are they now satisfied? Do they have that calming inner peace that we all dream of when we reach our goal? You know, more important, do they feel satisfied with what they did to their friends and close ones? Do they like verify what they did and convince themselves that they didn't do anything wrong?

I really don’t know. And I don’t really want to know. I just hope I learn from my previous experience and stop treating people as if they are saints. No one's perfect. I shouldn’t expect so much. So I guess in the end it's all my fault!!