Lady Breeze

يا حبيبي .. الليل وسماه .. ونجومه وقمره وسهره وإنت وأنا يا حبيبي أنا .. يا حياتي أنا كلنا في الحب سوا والهوى .. آه منه الهوىسهران الهوى يسقينا الهنا .. ويقول بالهنايا حبيبي يالله نعيش في عيون الليل ونقول للشمس تعالي بعد سنة مش قبل سنةدي ليلة حب حلوه بألف ليلة وليلة بكل العمر .. هو العمر إيه غير ليلة زي الليلة إزاي أوصف لك يا حبيبي إزاي قبل ما أحبك كنت إزاي كنت ولا امبارح فاكراه ولا عندي بكره أستناه ولا حتى يومي عايشاه خدتني بالحب في غمضة عين وريتني حلاوة الأيام فينا لليل بعد ما كان غربة مليته أمان والعمر اللي كان صحرا اصبح بستان يا حبيبي .. يالله نعيش في عيون الليل ونقول للشمس تعالي بعد سنة مش قبل سنة ..دي ليلة حب حلوه بألف ليلة وليلة بكل العمر .. هو العمر إيه غير ليلة زي الليلة يا حبيبي إيه اجمل م الليل واتنين زينا عاشقين تايهين ما احناش حاسين العمر ثواني والا سنين حاسين اننا بنحب وبس عايشين لليل والحب وبس يا حبيبي الحب حياتنا وبيتنا وقوتنا للناس دنيتهم واحنا لنا دنيتنا وإن قالوا عن عشاقه بيدوبوا في نار أشواقه أهي ناره دي جنتنا الحب ...

‘Flying’. What a beautiful word. Just a century ago, incredible as it seems, it was related to dreams, birds mental journeys expressed in thoughts on paper, or the fertile imagination of those unaccustomed to receiving any news outside art, literature and folk tales, while today it means nothing less than physical transfer of individuals from one side of the planet to the other. What I find most curious is the stress and intense irritation many of us feel at airports. Can you imagine someone in the future grumbling because they have to wait an hour for teletransportation? Our vain sense of superiority as a species robs us of our capacity for surprise, for admiration of all we have created and our minds have managed to attain. It’s quite a challenge to allow our fears to take flight, and start to feel there’s something infinite beyond the obligatory stimuli and the incessant flow of vetted information we swallow up today. What has become of metaphysics and language? What became of those...

Heute ist schon den 30.12.2011, 2011 ist schon fast vorbei, nur noch ein Tag, wie schnell die Zeit sich vergeht… I can’t believe it; 2011 is coming to an end! Who would have believed it? It feels for me as if it's just started yesterday. But now I guess I’ve to start my goodbyes to 2011 and welcome 2012! Dear 2011, sometimes you weren’t faithful to me in other words you didn’t treat me well, you had lots of surprises ...you brought good and bad things, but mainly when I think deeply, I don’t really like you, maybe in another life we would have been best friends… But I must confess that, I’m very thankful, for everything that I was able to reach this year… Weather it was a new life, new atmosphere, new experiences, new friends and of course for everything I leaned during this whole year!      I’d like to thank everyone who stood beside me, during my tough days, for those who cheered me up, for those who gave me their shoulders, a back to hold on … For those who g...

Life has taught me that love does not consist in gazing at each other but in looking outward together in the same direction. - Anonymous 

Dear X, Thanks for the Fairy Tale! Sincerely, N

الكلام سهل!

We Think Too Much, And Feel Too Little...

Count your blessings ♥

When it comes to best friends, silence is just another thing shared. It's comfortable. It's safe. It's enough. The most basic and powerful way to connect to another person is to listen. Just listen. Perhaps the most important thing we ever give each other is our attention.... A loving silence often has far more power to heal and to connect than the most well-intentioned words. - Rachel Naomi Remen

الحلقة الثالثة من برنامج "يعني إيه تطبيق الشريعة" ..يحدثكم فيها د. فاضل سليمان من داخل كنيسة سان جورج هل نستطيع العودة بمصر إلى الزمن الجميل ؟ زمن الفهم الصحيح للإسلام , زمن لم تكن فيه عنصرية أو تطرف...حلقة رائعة وإستثنائية من برنامج "يعني إيه تطبيق الشريعة" , شاهدها بكل حواسك Please share your opinion! :)

I am waiting for the feelings to break out of me, to overpower me, from my stomach to my head or immediately flow to my fingers and on papers, but nothing happens. Silently it throb within me, the pain mute and persistently scratching at my self-image, scratched stripes, from my ego is not more than a small pile of remains. Small, naked and miserable, trying to cover herself…. 

I don’t know from where I should start or what to say. I really can't comprehend that it's really over and there won’t be sessions on Saturdays anymore. I won’t need to hurry up every time in order to catch the bus hahah. I realized that I wouldn’t be able to see everyone frequently again, (but that doesn’t mean we won’t see each other again!) whether Delegates, Moderators or OC Members. It's the saddest thing, I’ll miss you all. A special thanks to my lovely moderators Perry and Ahmed for their big efforts, we all really appreciate it, for being always there when we needed you, for making things simple in order to understand and for being patient! J During MCM I had the most rewarding and cheerful time of my life. I learned that "with enough dedication, determination, vision and sincere intention to learn, you could outperform any competitor and silent anyone who underestimates you "-Omar Nasrat. It strengthened my belief that our thoughts are not spe...

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We need people like those... people who know how to criticize, how to talk and how to change & reform!