January 23, 2010

يا هل ترى

افتقدتك كثيراً يا حبي الأول
تعال وانظر ومعنا هنا تجول
اشهد كيف الزمن حولنا وتحول

يا هل ترى... هل ترى؟

هل ترى مكاننا؟
هل تسمع كلامنا؟
هل تعلم آخر أخبارنا؟

ذهبت ولم تعد
تركت ولم تأخذ
صحوت ولم تنم

هل تنم؟
هل تفيق؟
أين هو الطريق؟
ومن الآن الرفيق؟
من منا المستفيق؟

يا هل ترى... هل نرى؟

قد جاءك جدي
وقبل التحدي

كم كان يخاف الوحدة
وقد خاض حياته بحدة
ونادى في آخر الشدة
أن على الدنيا السلام
فلا يبقى كلام
ولا أنين آلام
فقد جفت الأقلام

يا هل ترى.. ما قد جرى؟

واكبنا عصرنا الحاضر
ومررنا وقتنا الهادر
فقد جرت المقادير
ورويت الأساطير

لن يبقى إلا ما خلد
في أبد الأبد
ولن يفلح إلا من اتقى
من عاش حياته في كبد
ومن استقام ومن عبد

What would you choose?

What should someone choose if faced with an ultimatum.. Love or Gift.. Fulfillment or Ambition.. Looking forward to Come back to home or Going out of home..
If we settle for less, if we accept to belittle ourself so that we could 'fit', if we 'go back' even though we are ready for 'more', even when we don't fit anymore and even when we are 'shooting' off somewhere far.. Will life be worth living? Will the excitement continue to come? Will that urge of achieving something grande sustain our living? will a 'meaning' manifest itself in our days to come? Do we automatically lessen our opportunities to become 'better'? How do we wish to be perceived and acknowledged? Why should it matter? Who matters at the end of the day? Are we limiting the dreams that we plot? Are we shortening the vision that we envision?

I believe the answer lies underneath.. there, in the heart!

January 22, 2010


I often times wonder how one would end up if ‘things that happen for a reason’ went the other way around. If things, as they are now, would have actually went the way we wanted them to go. Or if a person that I randomly met, was someone else in that specific location and time, whom later ends up to be the husband. And if for some reason some decisions were delayed or left undecided, such as having a baby, or pursuing a degree. For these very reasons I thank God for every bit of my life. I am especially thankful for those moments that are unplanned for, unexpected to happen and sometimes to an extent unwanted. For, these seemingly random happenings make up who we are and contribute to what make our memories worth treasuring. I will continue to live my life as it is, appreciating the ‘random’ aspect of how things evolve and come my way. Knowing that every bit of such happenings are determined by previous occurrences in this universe..

January 17, 2010


Strangeness is defined as a situation where all strings are unattached. As time goes by we realize that each of us hold many strands that extend into strings that attach to other persons, places, ideas, things, etc. Some strings grow stronger, heavier and pulls us closer unconditionally. Other string may wear out eventually - I believe these strings never cut completely, they would still exist, only we would not feel them anymore. It is most frightening when all string are unattached. You will exist, alone. Sometimes it is important to develop such strength, especially when weak. Sometimes in the midst of weakness, you wish to cut off a string completely. Some strings are attached to the heart, though, and may really sting and eventually torture. Some strings are held in our hands, these are at best control, because you could control the strength at which these strings are held tight. In an ideal situation, you want all these strings to be at the grip of your hands. As my wise beloved Mother always says: Keep your relations with people like Mo'aweya's hair-like string - when people pull you let go a little and when they let go you pull just strong enough to keep that string.