The Music Scene

I love music. A song can change my mood, make my day, or even help me feel better regardless of what I’m going through. And when my favourite song plays (Shinedown-Unity) I instantly and involuntarily smile no matter where I am or what I’m doing. Some of you may agree and understand how I feel. Others might be surprised that a song can have this effect on anybody, but it’s just because they don’t know what to listen to.

The music scene has awfully deteriorated in Egypt, not only in Egypt, but also internationally. Seriously, who on Earth called Nicki Minaj an artist or even allowed her to sing? That person probably has never heard music. The songs you hear nowadays is more like noise, it is even unfair to call it music. Not only the singers’ voices suck, but also the lyrics are pointless and lame, and the music lacks rhythm and sensation.

I believe old is gold. You cannot hear Led Zeppelin, Frank Sinatra, or Elvis Presley and not feel anything. The music is overwhelming regardless of the genre, the lyrics are beautiful and totally make sense, and their voices are unquestionable. There are also good new artists but they are not under the spot light like those untalented noise-makers. It seems like what defines an artist nowadays, not the looks, because I’ve seen many hot, good-looking and talented artists not so famous. The standards appear to be how much you can strip off, the amount of crap you say and noise you can make.

I have decided to do humanity some good and tell you artists that should be in your playlists, whose songs may elevate your mood, make your day or even change your life.

Old is gold:

  • Led Zeppelin: Stairway to Heaven. Everything else is also epic
  • Metallica: The Unforgiven trilogy, Nothing else matters, The day that never comes, Turn the page. S&M versions of Metallica’s songs are unbelievably magnificent and even if you’re not into metal, you’ll sure love them.
  • Iron Maiden: Aces high, fear of the dark, two minutes to midnight. I don’t have to keep telling you to listen to everything else, you know the drill.
  • Queen: We will rock you, We are the champions, Don’t stop me now, I want it all, Bohemian Raphsody.
  • The Beatles: Come together, All you need is love.
  • Pink Floyd: The great gig in the sky, Another brick in the Wall, Echoes.
  • Stevie Wonder: Higher ground, Superstition.
  • AC/DC: It’s a long way to the top, Highway to Hell.
  • Frank Sinatra: Can’t take my eyes of you, Fly me to the moon, My Way.
  • Elvis Presley: Burning Love
  • Ricky Martin: Living Lavida Loca
  • Aerosmith: Dream on.

 

New but good:

  • Nickelback: Gotta be somebody, Far away, If today was your last day.
  • Joe Satriani: Flying in a blue dream, Until we say goodbye.
  • Skillet: Comatose, Open wounds, Awake and alive, Whispers in the dark.
  • 30 seconds to mars: Up in the air, Beautiful lie, Hurricane, Closer to the Edge.
  • Gavin DeGraw: I don’t wanna be, In love with a girl, Not over you.
  • Sum 41: In too deep, noots, walking disaster, we are all to blame.
  • Simple plan: I’m just a kid, Vacation, Crazy, Welcome to my life.
  • Keane: Spiralling, Love is the end.
  • Coldplay: Paradise, Us against the world, Lovers in Japan, Fix you.
  • The Fray: Heartbeat, You found me, How to save a life.
  • Bethany Joy Lenz: Halo, Feel this, Leaving town Alive, Flying machine.
  • Kate Voegele: No good, 99 times, You can’t break a broken heart, Devil in me.
  • Tyler Hilton: Glad, Missing you, Loaded gun

I’m sure a lot of you know many other great artists but I told you the ones I know and love, and I hope I was of help. Enjoy the real music!

One Tree Hill

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When I say this show is inspiring and life changing, you have to believe I’m not over exaggerating, and when I say it’s the best I’ve watched so far, know that I’m not about this too either.

I remember the first time I saw it was a complete coincidence. I was seventeen and I was having exams and I thought of watching tv to relax a bit from all the exam stress, and while roaming across the channels I stopped at two hot guys, Nathan (James Lafferty) and Lucas (Chad Michael Murray), they were my age at that season, I loved them, I related to them, and then the obsession began.

One Tree Hill is not one of those TV shows where everything is all pink and perfect or while watching it, you know it’s just acting and it’s fake; no it is not this at all. Actually it was the most realistic thing I’ve seen and if someone could tell me a story like this happened to them I’d totally believe it, actually I can relate to it. I don’t usually believe the movies and shows I watch, and I end up saying it is just good acting and a good script, things like this don’t happen in real life to normal people. I also don’t usually cry during watching anything, in fact the only times I’ve cried were either during One Tree Hill and Harry Potter, my most favourite movie ever,  but we’ll get to that later.

With One Tree Hill, it is all different and I believed everything I saw. I lived everything with them. The struggles they went through and how they got over it, the dreams they wished come true, and how they ended up achieving them, not in a perfect fairy tale way, but more like a normal human ups and downs one. It convinces you that if you set your mind to it, if you believe from deep within your heart in it, and get up every time you fall, you can achieve it, it won’t be easy, it won’t be nice and sweet, but if you handled all this, your belief will make you do it, and sooner or later it will all come true, and if it didn’t end up the way you wished for, it may even be better than the what you had in mind before, you just have to believe it is. And here is my most favorite quote from the show: “Make a wish. Place it in your heart. Anything you want, everything you want. Do you have it? Good. Now believe it can come true. You never know where the next miracle is gonna come from, the next smile, the next wish come true. But if you believe that it’s right around the corner, and you open your heart and mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it, you just might get the thing you’re wishing for. The world is full of magic; you just have to believe in it. So make your wish. Do you have it? Good. Now believe in it with all your heart.”

A quick glimpse on the show so you know what you’re going to get yourself into. You have the talented basketball player and writer with amazing heart, Lucas Scott (Chad Michael Murray) and the blonde Peyton Saywer (Hilarie Burton) with her passion for music (which I can totally relate to) and her artistic talent. Both have this epic love story, and not the fairy tale type (I insist on that part). There are also the talented basketball player Nathan Scott (James Lafferty) and the smart and talented singer Hayley James (Bethany Joy Lenz) who get married at high school and have the cutest and most adorable kid, who you can learn a lot from, Jamie (Jackson Brundage). No, no, it’s not a cute cliché romance, but you’ll definitely love it. and there is my favorite character in the show and also one of the actresses I love most, Brooke Davis (Sophia Bush). She’s beautiful, smart, funny, kind, passionate and talented and I’m sure you’ll love her like I do, sometimes I feel like we have a lot in common and I can relate to her a lot. In the later seasons you will meet Julian Baker (Austin Nichols) with the inexplicably captivating grin and his love story with Brooke. Also you’ll meet the hot agent with a sexy smile, Clay Evans (Robert Buckley), and the beautiful photographer and Hayley’s sister Quinn (Shantel Vansanten), and you’ll witness their love story which is full of surprises and unexpected twists, you can trust me on that one.

Now let’s talk about the music, which is a huge part of the success and beauty of this show.  Apart from Gavin DeGraw’s epic “I Don’t Wanna Be”, the theme song, and all his other great songs which either he played live or were in the background, some other great artists were discovered during this show and I’m a big fan of them actually. As I mentioned earlier, Hayley James (Bethany Joy Lenz) is a talented singer. I love her voice and I actually have her songs on my playlist and I’m a big fan of her music. Chris Keller (Tyler Hilton) is charismatic, hot, has a great voice and I love his songs, which also are on my playlist.  Mia Catalano (Kate Voegele) is amazing too, and her songs occupy a huge part of my playlist. Those three are my favorite actually and I even listen to their other songs that were not on the show. Jake Jakelskiey (Bryan Greenberg) appeared in the first few seasons and had a great voice. Grubbs (Michael Grubbs) has a good intense voice that I love and I wish I could’ve heard more of it. Alex Dupre (Jana Kramer) has a beautiful soft voice and you’ll definitely love her music too. Erin Macree (Laura Izibor) with her strong voice and Irish accent is also totally worth listening to. I’m actually surprised they are not as famous as they should be and Nicki Minaj is. I thought it’s the looks that matter now in the music industry, but they are all pretty hot, so I guess the standards have evolved to whoever strips more and sings the lamest words. But you really should check them all they are totally worth it.

I am already making all my friends watch it and that is just not enough. I’m writing this to make as much people as I can watch it, and get inspired like I did. I’m also writing this to thank Mark Schwann for creating something so beautiful and the actors for making it so perfect. I wish I could see them one day and tell them how much they inspired me and how much they made me happy. Maybe when my dream comes true one day and I publish my first book, I can use my influence and see them.

Until then I hope I find a way to make the cast see this, and maybe get a reply or something, and even if not, knowing that someone will read this, watch the show and get inspired, to me is just very good enough.

Love: Mature Or Young

Some say that young love is immature, and life it can not endure. Others say that love when young, is at its optimum. So when exactly is the best, or more precisely, the right time to fall in love?

The mature team’s point is that when you’re young you can’t be so sure about your feelings, and most of the time they end up being a rage of hormones. A friend of mine puts it this way: “Young love is like all young things; weak, overconfident and with stress will get ugly before it kills itself.” And another agrees to this and says that it is scientifically proven that the early twenties is the most confusing stage of a person’s life, and love at this time or even earlier is most probably temporary. Even if it was true and genuine, it still will not be able to withstand all the circumstances, can not endure life’s hardships, and so will eventually fade away; it’s a rule.

The young love team on the contrary sees that being young and crazy add to love’s beauty. Being immature and not thinking twice before going off the limits to prove your love, or just going wild and crazy together and having fun, not worrying about what happens next or regretting what happened before, just living the moment and enjoying it to the most, definitely makes young love a magical experience, and probably one of life’s best and happiest. They believe that as you get older, you will not have time to show enough love, because you’ll be having a lot going on in your life and you will be having tons of responsibilities, concerns and worries, that you will not have time to enjoy it. So you ought to be young to feel love or else if you wait for longer you may not be able to have it’s best.

I’ve never been in love before or have known how it feels or how it goes, but I believe there is no certain age limit neither there is a certain time when it’s at its best. You don’t need to be mature enough to make love last and survive, life gets harder and tougher as we go on and so if you keep waiting till it gets right or till it becomes better, or wait for the perfect timing when you’re ready, then you will be waiting forever. You also don’t need to be young to feel love or enjoy it. You can always be in love, enjoy your life, and do all sorts of cute and crazy things together, and as long as you still feel it, the rest doesn’t matter, and as they always say; age is just a number, so don’t let anything hold you back.

Love is a magical feeling, or so they claim, that can hit you at any time with no warnings or precautions or even a book of rules. And so when it does, make sure you don’t think twice or try away to push it, because I’m sure there will be a lot you’ll be missing, and at some point you may regret it. Plus, I read that it gives you the same feeling cocaine does, so I guess it may be worth the risk.

No Reason, No Excuse

I could swear that no female has not ever been sexually harassed, starting from an inappropriate look to rape and all the things in between.
And I never understood the mentality of a harasser. Why does he do it? What does he get after doing it?

Some say they do it due to sexual oppression. So when he talks inappropriately to a stranger, he gets sexual satisfaction? When he touches a stranger, he gets sexual satisfaction? And when he rapes a stranger and has sex with her against her will, he gets sexual satisfaction? Really? What kind of person gets satisfied by a word or a touch or even sex with someone who doesn’t want them? I can only think of one, a sick person. If you really want to have sex, go get yourself a prostitute and she will willingly fulfil all your needs. But that’s not really the case is it?

What makes this assumption worse is that they blame the girl after all. She’s not dressing appropriately, so she provokes him to do this. Why? Because men are animals and they can not control their sexual instincts, and once they get their sexual urges they have to do it on the spot, in the street, with any female out there? Fine then, don’t blame us next time we call them animals. But you know what, that is not even a reason. Because I’ve seen preservative women, including myself, get harassed and so I’m sure it’s not the way we dress, it’s most probably the fact that we are females.

Others say, and I might agree with them a little, that it’s because those males (notice I didn’t say men because they’re not) want to feel dominant and in control, they want to feel superior and prove that they can roam the streets freely and do whatever they want while women have to think twice before walking in the streets. But then again, why do you have to hurt me to feel dominant? This actually makes you weak because your only way to feel superior and dominant is by hurting me because you are physically stronger and that’s all what you have over me.

You know what screw those sick bastards, I don’t care what they think, because all I know is they are sick and there is no way they could be thinking straight. There is no reason nor there is any excuse for what they do. So stop making theories and finding explanations for the sick behaviour of those assholes. And please stop blaming us girls for it, because we are tired of this inexplicable madness we have to go through everyday.

Any woman has the right to walk the streets safely anytime, dressed in whatever she wants, and even if she was naked, no one has the right to come near her and punish her for that. No man has been attacked for dressing inappropriately or for walking late at night. A man can walk naked at midnight and totally feel safe and this is exactly how it should be for women too. I don’t have to feel grateful that the guy just touched me and didn’t rape me, nor do I have to feel scared walking at night or hold my breath riding a bus because I know a couple of random sick people are going to touch me ‘unintentionally’ and I can’t say anything about it. I know I’m one of the lucky people that nothing so serious or traumatic has ever happened to them, but why should that even be lucky?

Bottom line is, women do not have to pay for the oppression, confidence issues or whatever issues these sick people may have; it’s not our problem. We definitely shouldn’t go through all this just because we were born females, we shouldn’t feel sorry about it or reach the point where some say that parents should apologise to their daughters just for being born females.

If the reason we have to pay everyday, is because we were born females; if this is our mistake, then of it we shall not be ashamed. And if our silence is what made you think we believe we are wrong, if it falsely made you believe you’re strong, then from today on our breaths we won’t hold, and we will fight back, for you are cowards and are not brave enough to handle the fact that there is no reason or excuse for what you do, and it is only yourselves to whom the blame should go.

To The One. Take Three.

To the one. Take three.

Last time I wrote the big things I want you to do, and gave you a general idea of what I’m expecting from you, but even if you manage to get all that done, the small things will still be what matters most, And so I will tell you too, what are those.

I want you to know and love every detail about me, either about my looks or personality, talk about me and say:”I love her eyes, even when she cries, I love all her smiles, how horribly she lies, and how so innocent she can be at times.”

“I love how tall she is, the color of her skin and of course her cute dimples, add to that, how beautiful with no make up she still looks, with those naturally pink cheeks and lips of hers.”

“It’s sweet how she loves chocolates, and believes they can make her better always, how childish she can get sometimes, and how silly and superstitious she is.”

“It’s amazing how she can be all cute and sweet, and then suddenly starts to scream and shout, just like any guy, watching the World Cup”

“I love how she looks at the world, how she sees life, believes always things are going to be alright, not so practical, but definitely so beautiful.”

“I love how kind she can be, how cute she is, even when she’s angry, the way she sees everyone, not just good, maybe even better than they realise they really are.”

“I just love everything about her, and what others may name flaws, to me are absolute perfections. “

So dear one, I want you to see this in me and more, I want you to see what no one else has seen before, the small details, what matters most. When those small details you see, when this sense of perfection in them you feel, when flaws are just complementary, when love you have unconditionally, then you really are the one and I have found you finally, and to witness that moment is what I’m waiting for eagerly.

To The One. Again.

In this scenario in my head, you actually decide to come, and so here are all the things I always wanted, by you to be done.

When you first admit your love to me, don’t say it in a text, please. Say it to my face, and let me know how you really feel, let me see it in your eyes, let me hear it in your voice, let me believe you mean every letter in your words.

I want you to show your love to me publicly, to be proud you have me, and show it to everybody. And I want you to surprise me. Yes, I love surprises, a lot, even if it was just a compliment at a time unexpected.

I want you to handle my frequent mood swings, and all my big and small problems, be there for me when I need you, stick with me and never get tired and go, love me the way I am and not try to change me, see my flaws as something that complement me, a part of my identity, love me at my worst and never give up on me no matter what.

I want us to always be young at heart, enjoy our lives to the most, always try to have fun no matter what, do all kinds of crazy silly things together, have nothing to regret, love our lives and be optimistic, always smile regardless of what we’re going through, always believe that everything is going to be alright, and if it is not, then together we’ll let it be, together we’ll always manage to be happy.

So my dear one again, this is what I ‘want’ you to do, not what you ‘have’ to. If you really love me then that is all that matters, the rest can just come along, the rest won’t even matter anymore.

To The One

I won’t say that my whole life I’ve been waiting for you, because it’s only been since high school that I started to, and I won’t say my life means nothing without you, because it does mean something and I love it a lot too.

Maybe the only reason I’m writing this now is because I’m almost twenty and nobody ever told me I love you, I like you, or even I want to go out with you. And my friends claim it’s only because the first and last to ever say so, will be you, the one, and I want to believe it’s true.

I keep fantasising about all the sweet little things you’ll do and all the nice things you’ll say, how I’ll be perfect to you and how my smile brightens your day, how you’ll tell me that I’m beautiful and that I have a great personality, how you’ll keep wondering why has no one before you, ever thought so, and most of all why didn’t I ever believe it too.

And so in the middle of all this fantasy, a thought occurred to me; Why do I need someone to tell me about what I already have? If I fantasise about it then I sure know I have it and I just want someone to tell me about it. But why? I don’t need someone to tell me I’m beautiful, smart and talented, that I’m kind, caring and compassionate, so I can believe it. I know I am.

So dear one, if you change your mind and don’t plan to come I want you to know I’ll be fine. If you still do, of course I’ll be waiting for you, what else will I do? I’m almost twenty and no one has ever told me I love you because they know they are not you, or at least I want to believe it is so.

The End

This is how it ends, no pain, no regrets, waiting for the right person to come, the one. I hope everyone now believes that it only gets better and that someday the perfect person for them will come and they’ll live together happily ever after. And even if not, they can still enjoy their life. You don’t need someone to make you happy, don’t condition your happiness to love, just try to enjoy your life as much as you can, love what you have, go work for your dreams and achieve them and the rest will come along, and maybe if your dreams come true, the rest won’t even matter anymore.

9. I Love Not Being In Love

I love not being in love, I love just loving myself, and I love my life like this, with no worries or stress.

It’s nice to have no one to think about all the time, no one to make me awake all night, to make me cry myself to sleep, to hurt my heart so deep, to lie to me or make a fool out of me, to underestimate my capability, to lift my spirit to the highest sky then drop me down with no mercy, to take my heart and leave me alone when I need him mostly, how can I not be happy?

I now give my love only to the worthy, myself, my friends and my family, enjoy my life with all my might, nothing to worry about at day or night, moving on and building my future, taking the first steps to being successful, motivated to prove I’m an independent woman, making new friends and meeting new people, some of which I would have regretted not knowing, and that’s just another merit, how can my life be any better?

And this is just why I love not being love, and it will take someone worthy and strong enough, to make me again love, love.

8. A Stupid Person

If you intended to walk away, why did you try to enter someday? Why put so much effort to enter my life and make me fall for you? Why turn my life into heaven and lift me up high then drop me down with nothing to hold on to? Just give me a reason for everything you used to do, just let me know what made you do so.

Did you really love me then change your mind? Was your love to me so blind? Did you suddenly have a wake up call that made you give it up all? Or was it some game from the start where you wanted to try playing with my heart? Or was there some very good reason maybe that even caused you pain and someday will make you come again?

You know what, I really don’t care. May your heart and soul burn in hell and never find love at all, for you were a stupid person that broke my heart and tore my soul apart, and that I will never forgive at all. And if you intend to come back someday, I will push you away, for I want nothing to do with you or with your stupid personality.

No matter how strong your reason was, no matter how good was your excuse, know that messing with my feelings is priceless, and it is nothing you can run away with. Even if someday my wounds recovered, and I collected the pieces of my heart scattered, to me you’ll always be a stupid person that broke my heart, and nothing will ever change that.

7. Someone

If only you could read my mind, and see yourself through my eyes, you will love and hate yourself at the same time. You will love yourself because probably you would’ve never imagined yourself so nice, and maybe even close to perfect, and you will find things you never expected.

And on the other side, you’ll hate yourself for being such an asshole, a jerk and an idiot, for giving up someone like me, who loved you like no one will ever do, someone others would only dream of, that seems for them, too good to be true, someone many would claim to be too much for you, and despite all this, still loved you, and a lot too, wouldn’t you hate yourself as soon as you know?

Just in case you realize how mistaken you were, and planning sometime to fix things again, know that I will be there, but don’t count on it much as well, because I can wait for sometime but not forever. My heart may then belong to another person, someone who really knows the value of what’s in their hands, who would kill for me and love me till their last breath, someone I would willingly give my heart and soul to, someone that someday could’ve been you.

6. The Curse

How come I wrote about you more than I did with anyone before? How come about you I can’t stop writing more? What curse have you put upon me? How can a few months do this to me?

I’m sure I’ve been cursed or else what could it be, because since I met you I haven’t been able to think peacefully, everything I do keeps reminding me of you, no matter how silly or insignificant it may seem, it just brings you up to my head instantly, and every place I go reminds me of you, and a flashback of memories, in my head suddenly appears, now tell me what else could this be?!

And even after you left, I couldn’t get rid of it, but how can I get too attached, to someone I haven’t known much? Maybe I fell for you, but then you left, so why do I still think about you despite all that? Didn’t you decide to walk out of my life? So why give me all those sleepless nights? Why leave all those memories behind? Are you intending to come back someday that you wanted to remain in my life someway? Or you just enjoy the sight of me suffering and in total misery? I need an answer, I have to know, to decide, whether I wait for you, to break the curse you set upon me, or find my own prince charming, who from your curse will set me free.

5. Don’t You Miss Me?

I miss you? Yes I do, and I would be lying if I said no, but is it the same with you? Don’t you miss me too?
Don’t you miss how we used to sit together all the time, when my friends were yours and yours were mine, when we talked everyday, from good morning to good night, when we told each other everything, no secrets, except that we’re in love, which everybody knew but us, don’t you?

Remember when you made me study to get good grades, when you always tried to cheer me up when I was upset, and when I tried my best to get you off your exam stress, don’t you miss all this too?
And that time you brought me chocolate and I was overwhelmed, that time you had my heart and I didn’t realise it, what has happened to all this?

With no warnings or goodbye, we became like strangers rarely saying hi, what happened and why? You said it was for my own good, you did so because you cared, and until I see the benefits, I guess I’ll have to wait, and hope someday things get back to how they used to be, or for this to end up miraculously to be the better for you and me, either way, I just want the ending of this story to be happy.

4. One moment

One moment everything is all pink, the other it’s so blue. One moment you’re nice and sweet, the other I can’t stand you. One moment I’m falling under your spell, the other I hate you like hell. One moment you’re all I ever wanted, the other I wish we’ve never met. One moment I want you to always stay, the other I want you to go away. One moment I’m so high, the other I’m so low.

C’est la vie I know, and all this sounds okay, until one day, I wake up to reality, because I never thought, one moment could change a lot. Just like that moment of sweetness, turned into love, and that moment of laughter, was more than enough, also one moment of anger, have turned into hatred, and one moment of misunderstanding, made it all go wrong.

In less than a moment, I started to think; I lost it all, but it wasn’t my fault, or was it and I didn’t know, or we were both mistaken, I can’t be so sure. Or just maybe someday everything will be okay, or maybe not because it already is. Then I lost track of time, and many moments passed by, moments of the past I missed, and moments from the future I wished, and the question remains, can someday one moment fix all this?

3. When I’m With You

Suddenly I realize I act like myself and someone else at the same time when I’m with you. My flaws that you see, some are true and some are only seen by you, because I’m trying to hide my feelings towards you, and at the same time trying to impress you. You make me feel perfect, though still not good enough. What do you call this?

I hate what happens to me when I’m with you. I want to run and stay, come and go away, what on earth have you done to me?! I piss you off because I love you, but I hate to see you upset because of me. I’m always happy when I’m near you, and when I’m not I just want to see, if to you I am dear, if you’re gonna miss me.

Call me retarded, call me insane, or even say that I lost my brain, but this is what you do to me, and a meaning for this I searched a lot, and I found no other explanation but, that this is love. So now I made it obvious that I love you, and I know that you love me too, so it’s either you’re too blind to see it, or just too hesitant to admit.

2. Dear Love

Dear love,

I’ve always hated you, never believed in you, and though you only exist, in fairy tales and movies, until one day, I met him, yet I still doubted your existence.

Day after day, something changed in me, everyone could see, a glow on my face, I was always singing, always happy, and I thought, love is easy, but as I always say, not all what shines is gold.

One day, I saw the other side of love, love wasn’t easy, love was a bitch, love was crazy, I think too much and I’m so confused. I don’t want to see him, but I miss him, I hate him for doing this to me, but I adore him, I wish I haven’t known him so this wouldn’t have happened to me, but I don’t want to ever lose him, I want him and no one but him, I want him to love me, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make him happy. Why love have you done all this to me, I’ve never felt this way before, I was living peacefully, until the day you came at my door.

Yes, love is blind, love is crazy, love is pain, love is easy, no matter how they try to describe you, you will always remain a mystery, that hits us when we’re not seeing, and turns our lives upside down, hopefully to the better not the worse. So, if you intend to hurt me or break my heart, please leave me as soon as you can.

Before I end my letter, let me thank you, for letting me fall for someone, too good to be true, someone who’s better than anything I’ve ever wished for, who made me understand why weren’t you there before. You know what, in the end, I don’t hate you as much as I thought, to me you were the best thing that ever happened, and you brought me the best thing I will ever hopefully have.

1. What Have You Done To Me

A few months ago, I never thought I would feel the way I do, or write this about you, and yes I admit, I’m whipped, off my feet I’m swept, what have you done to me so quick?!

Just a thought of you and I smile like an idiot, I remember your jokes, and I laugh out loud, and you’re not even what I always dreamt about, not the prince charming I always wanted; actually you’re better than anything I ever desired, you’re unique, perfect and one of a kind, in no time you were able to blow my mind, and if they say love is blind, then I want you to be my eyes, Seriously, what have you done to me?

I know you love me, it’s obvious, anyone can see, but I’m waiting for you to speak, when and where, I don’t care, as long as you love me and I can feel the same.

But also know that forever I won’t wait, and that speaking today will be great, because tomorrow may be too late, may be, just maybe, but I promise you to try my best, to be more patient and keep waiting for you my gift.

The End Of A Chapter, And The Beginning Of A New One

The previous post was the end of the high school story, proving that no matter how strong your emotions may be, you can still get over them eventually, and at this young age, there are no strong enough emotions to be called love, even if we believed it was.

The next post will be the first in a series of posts about the story in university, college love. The feelings are more mature, more complicated, stronger, yet they too come to an end. This time the ending and the getting over was harder with more conflicts, but it still happened, and the new beginning that followed it was totally worth it. It is a strong, happy ending that proves that if there’s one thing we should be sure of; it’s the fact that it only gets better.

I hope you enjoy it, relate to it, get inspired by it, and maybe learn something from it.

5. I’ve Grown Up

Now that I’ve grown up, When I think about the past, and the things that mattered most, and remember when I fell, and thought it was love, imagined I found the one, then ended up broken, thought I’ll never move on, lost hope in the world, thought that it was the ultimate pain, and when I forgot and the scenario repeated itself again, once and twice and God knows how many times, and every time would end up like the first one, when I remember all this now, I just laugh out loud, because I was silly no doubt.

Because when I grew up, I came up with the conclusion that I’ve never fallen in love, actually I was just in love with the idea of love, complicated as it may sound, but that’s what it’s all about, I was young and shallow, in my teenage years, and any strong emotions seemed love to me, and I knew it because each time I start from scratch, I have already forgotten about the past, no one used to really have my heart attached, no one was hard to get over, no one seemed perfect enough, and each time I have fallen, I’ve always thought I deserved better.

Thank God now I’ve grown up, understood what it is to be really in love. No I haven’t fallen yet, but I have my conditions set. I will know I’m in love with the one, when I’m ready to give up, my heart and my soul too, without thinking it through, when I love this person regardless of any flaws, and in my eyes will be perfect always. No one will ever be worth my attention, because in my eyes my love will be an angel, so why care about humans, when an angel is yours? I will want to live just to be with my love, and will willingly die just for my love to live. I won’t settle for less, and unless this is how I feel, then I will be sure this isn’t love that’s real.

4. One Of A Kind

I love you, Oh yes I do, But what about you? You made a big mistake once; do you think you deserve a chance? I’m giving you one now, better use it wise, you know very well you can’t lose me twice.

Because I’m one of a kind, and many other men are waiting in line, so if you let go of me this time, the loss is yours & not mine,

I’m going to forget all the other girls you knew after me, I’m starting a new chapter, in the end, how good can they be? I am the one you want to live with the rest of your life; I am the one you will proudly introduce as your wife.

Because I’m one of a kind, and many other men are waiting in line, so if you let go of me this time, the loss is yours & not mine,

Also know that, I’m going to love you with all my heart, till the last breath, till death does us apart. So if you were to make the perfect choice, you know it would be me of course!

3. How Could I Know?

Why do I regret it so much? Why do I think of it a lot? Why do I always wonder, If it ever was love or not? But how could I know?

Maybe in the end you weren’t the person I’ve always dreamt of, maybe someday I will meet someone & it will be true love. So how could I know if I even loved you, and didn’t just like a thing or two about you, In the end we were still young and we couldn’t be sure if it was true, So how could I know?

I know it, because to you I’ve compared every guy I liked, & no one was good enough, no one was just right, I know it when I just hear your name, and the blood flows through my veins, when I still think of you after all those years, and never forgot any of our memories, or when I know you’re with other girls, & I feel so jealous, Even if it was a decent talk or just exchanging looks.

I don’t only know, I am sure this love was true, and I miss you and regret ever letting you go. But who knows, maybe destiny will put us together some day, and all what happened was just part of our own epic love story.

2. Dream Of You

Before I saw you, I believed there’s no such thing as love at the first sight, and when I saw you I felt something different but I still denied. And now to myself I could no longer lie, because everyone can see the love in my eyes, and so I guess I must confess,

I only sleep to dream of you, and wish those dreams would come true, now every love song I listen to, just reminds me of you, and when I see your face, it’s all that makes my day, Is it all proof enough or is there more I should say?

I know I may not be able to see you again, and that my timing seems to be late, but who knows, I’ll always be hopeful and wait for the sudden twists of fate. Of course I won’t give up on you, how could I do so when now,

I only sleep to dream of you, and wish those dreams would come true, now every love song I listen to, just reminds me of you, and when I see your face, it’s all that makes my day, Is it all proof enough or is there more I should say?

1. You Make Me Write Poetry

When I first met you I admit, I wasn’t that interested, and then by time after some thinking, I realized there’s a lot I’m missing. When you were so sweet, I was kind of rude instead, I wish I could go back in time and just change it, because now I see what you do to me,
You make me write poetry, you make me sing endlessly, I just wanna know what hit me, because I know very well this ain’t me.
Is it your eyes or your smile, let me think for a while, is it because how sweet you are, or how amazing you play football? Maybe it’s just everything about you, I don’t really know, but what I know is that,
You make me write poetry, you make me sing endlessly, I just wanna know what hit me, because I know very well this ain’t me.
I don’t want to wait anymore, for the one I’ve always been waiting for, if only this could be you, I’ll never be better, yeah it’s true, I just wish I could know what happens to me when I see you,
because You make me write poetry, you make me sing endlessly, I just wanna know what hit me, because I know very well this ain’t me.

Attention Everybody! Get Ready to Read a Good Story

Attention Everybody: Get Ready to Read a Good Story!

My next post will be the first post in a series of posts about “mistakenly thought to be love” stories, based on 100% true stories and so guaranteed to be realistic and I’m sure many of you will relate to them.

I will publish one post everyday and I will divide the posts into two chapters. The first is about a couple of high school stories, which may be written in a little less writing quality, and they’re not complete stories, they’re just a reminder of how stupid we were in high school and that what you thought was love was actually stupid bluff.

The second chapter is better. It’s the college story. It’s quite interesting and yet very common with a very emotional beginning that goes through a tough heart break but ends with a strong happy ending. And this too was not true love.

I hope you enjoy reading them, relate to them, learn something from them and most of all believe that it only gets better.

P.S I’ll read any posts with the tags “mistakenly thought to be love” or “stupid bluff” so we can all relate and connect together our stories and experiences.

What do women want?

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What do women want? A question since the beginning of mankind asked. I don’t say I have the perfect answer, but as a woman who knows other women, I can say what we want.

Women want equality. This is why there are a lot of feminists and no such thing as masculists. We want to be treated as equal human beings not as a lesser species. We want our rights to be given to us not as a privilege, but because we deserve them, because they always belonged to us.
We want to feel secure, especially when security has become based upon gender; if you’re a man, you can wander the streets anytime of the day and feel safer than any woman doing the same, and that is just because she was born a female.
We want to be respected and not underestimated, because a woman is physically and mentally capable of doing anything as good as a man or maybe even better, not as falsely assumed that somethings are better left for men. And this is why we women, want equality.

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Women want love. Not only the cheesy romantic fairy tale type, but also in general from everyone we know and care about, because as women we have a flood of endless emotions, and when sharing them with others, we want them to be given back to us. Of course we want the cheesy romantic love too. We want that person that swipes us of our feet, gives us butterflies whenever we see them, and has a smile that lights the whole world up, and at the same time understands us, handles all our shit, and sees the beauty in us. We women, want all kinds of love, because it just makes life worth living it.

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Women want money. Not because we’re materialistic creatures, but it’s because we love to buy new things all the time, we love shopping. To us, shopping is workout, therapy and fun, all in one. Walking through endless beauty, trying everything out there until you find that thing that was made for you, paying for it and then in an instant it becomes all yours; and when you get home, and see all the beautiful new things you got, no matter how small or insignificant they may seem, you get an inexplicable feeling, a mixture of euphoria and ecstasy, better than any given by drugs. That feeling can heal anything, can make you feel happy, and that is why we women want money.

This is simply what most women agree they want, and it seems obvious that we’re not asking for much, yet we can’t still have it. We’re the reason for the continuity of life’s existence on this planet, so isn’t having what we want the least thanks we deserve?

The Endless Quest to be a Perfectionist

Whether you know it or not, you always seek perfection, and whether you admit or not, it has become your obsession, and that you’d go to extremes just to reach it. You don’t believe it? Let me prove you wrong.

Guys stay at the gym more than they stay at their houses, seeking physical perfection, and they do whatever it takes to look great even on the cost of their own health with all those steroids and supplements.

Girls are no different. A girl would try every diet there exists and with her weight she’s obsessed, looking healthy to her is fat, and anorexic to her is fab, and so to reach size zero is her life’s goal, yet she doesn’t understand that there’s no such thing as size zero at all.

The quest for perfection doesn’t end physically. You will always try to seek perfection in everything you do, in how you sit and stand, walk and talk, and in what you love and hate, or do and don’t, even in the choices you’re supposed to take, perfection is your one and only aim.

And to be clear, regardless of the fact that we seek perfection, it is still unconditional, each one has a certain perspective of it and aims for reaching it, and some try the impossible by aiming for the perspectives of other people without considering whether it is best for them or not.

We all know nobody is perfect, so why feel bad because we’re not? Why waste our lives trying to seek something we know does not exist? Work hard for your goals, only if achieving them makes you happy, and if your route to perfection doesn’t work, try something else, maybe perfection is not your thing, and always feel happy with whatever you have and whatever you achieve, because if you condition your happiness with perfection, then not only perfection you will never reach, but also happiness you will never feel.

Football.. Not just a game

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When I was 11, I watched the 2006 World Cup and I was an Italy fan and surprisingly they won. At the same time I loved Zain Eldine Zidane for what an amazing player he was, and thought Leonel Messi and Christiano Ronaldo will be great players one day, for they too impressed me. But how could an 11 year old GIRL know all this?

It seems I’ve got my father’s passion and love for football. We would watch the games together and his love to the game was contagious that I became a crazy football fan even more than any guy you could meet, despite all the talks about me having to be a girl and act feminine. I was in love with the game and football was my one and only love. I would be on top of the world if my team won the game and I would literally cry if we lost, yet I would never give up on them, because that’s what you do when you’re in love.

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On my high school sophomore year, my dad travelled abroad for work and no one would watch the games with me or even tell me when are they and gradually I stopped watching football, not totally of course but occasionally. Each time I did, joy filled my heart but soon it would be gone because I couldn’t share it with anyone. So I thought, maybe I just loved football for the great times I spent with my father and maybe in the end I really was a girl who football wasn’t amongst her field of interests. By time I started acting more girly, stopped wearing football jerseys and sneakers and started wearing pink, and forgot about football.

But I was wrong, absolutely wrong. One day I took a look at my wall and then I remembered how much I loved football and so I decided to start watching it again.
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When I did, I realised that I don’t just love it, I adore it, that it wasn’t just a game to me, that I didn’t just watch it to spend time with my daddy, of course I loved that part but I also loved everything else about it; the players, the game, the action, the competition, the transfer season, the championships, the fights, the arguments, the passion, and the feeling of belonging to something big, something great, something beautiful that words can not explain. Football was not just a game, it was my love.

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This is what football was to me, to my dad, and to all the crazy fans out there, each one of us may seem negligible or insignificant but together we are what make this came magnificent, and without us it would lose all it’s magic and glamour. For this it pays us back by drawing a smile on our faces and bringing happiness to our hearts, by giving us hope and teaching us patience, giving us something to look forward to, uniting us together, doing what politics could never do, and I won’t be over exaggerating when I say making our lives better too, because football is not just a game, it’s our love, our life.

Define Love

If you were asked to define love, what would you say? The literal meaning of the word ‘love’ in the dictionary is: ‘a deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude towards a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness’. My definition of love is, wanting to live so that you could be with that person and willingly dying so they could live forever or at least until your death. My sister said it’s an amazing inexplicable feeling you get in your heart when you see that person. My best friend believes it’s seeing that person as the most perfect thing on Earth no matter what everyone else thinks. Another described it as tether, a silk cloth wrapped around your heart that tightens when you’re in love. Some would say it’s all about trust, trusting this person even on your life. There are also those movie definitions about meeting the person who gives you butterflies in your stomach once you see them, or that person who always makes you smile when they’re around, or the all time favorite: love at the first sight where you just know you’re in love once your eyes meet. So what’d the exact definition of love? Here lies the beauty of the word. Love would be a mixture of all these definitions and more, combined together to form a perfect picture. Its beauty lies in its mystery, the fact that no exact words can define it and any meaning can be correct. It is a feeling people spend lifetimes searching for and when they think they have found it, one time it’s true and a million others it is not, and again the quest for finding true love goes on. Some people will succeed in finding it and others will die trying, and maybe in the middle of all this, it might find them when they’re not expecting. Will we ever be able to define love? No. Will we ever be able to understand it? No. Will we ever know how to find it? No. Will we exactly know when we are in love? No. Will we ever get tired of looking for it? No. And that is exactly what makes it the best of all feeling any one can ever have.

The Echo Of Her Revenging Ego

He was alone in the middle of an empty field, but was certain he heard someone whispering his name, it was her voice he was certain, and he kept hearing it again and again, or was it just the fact that he had become insane? She swore to herself in revenge she’d spend all her time, that she’ll make sure he had sleepless nights, and try to ruin his life with all her might. And how could she not do so when he did the worst of all crimes, he broke her heart not only once but a couple of times, first when he suddenly decided to leave, and the second when everyone he deceived. He left her with no real good reason, and she never asked him because she had a lot of ego, he wasn’t worth it, she thought and she promised to make him regret instead.

By time she forgot all the promises and vows she took, moved on with her life and decided to let it go, thought that’s the worst he could do, he surprised her with something new, and so not only did he just leave and break her heart, he also went to everyone and lied, told them things about her that were so untrue, and it was just recently when she knew, and so her anger increased and her hatred to him was beyond belief, and her old promises and vows she renewed. He tried to act normal and fake a smile, tried several times to say hi, act like nothing happened but he got no response, she avoided him and didn’t even look him in the eye, that’s when he realized how horrible was his crime, and even if he tried to fix things it will be too late, the look in her eyes was more than enough to let him know, that he should sleep with one eye open from now on.

This post is written for Today’s Author Write Now writing prompt and it took me about an hour to write it.

How to heal a broken heart

Once upon a time a guy broke my heart, I swore not to moan and groan, instead I preferred to heal my heart and go on, I decided the ending of this ugly chapter will be the beginning of a new beautiful one, and this exactly is what I’ve done, this is how I healed my broken heart.

I hated him with all my might and promised to ruin his life, and even if I wasn’t evil enough to do it myself, I pray someone else does it. And when again I met him, I didn’t try to say hi, not even goodbye, and if he asked me why, to that too I won’t reply, and seeing the look on his face, hoping to get back to the good old days, but knowing it’s absolutely hopeless, brings me ultimate happiness, and even sometimes a feeling of ecstasy, knowing how much he does feel sorry, I could see it in his eyes, he didn’t want to go away, he said he was leaving an hour ago, but he’s still standing out in the driveway, and I don’t know what was he waiting for, for me to come back? No way! I’m not an evil cold-hearted person, trust me I’m the farthest thing from being one, but it is just a fact well-stated, hell hath no fury as a woman broken-hearted.

This was the closure of that ugly chapter and the new one have begun, one where I’m a more successful independent woman, one where I’ve met new people, made new friends, focused more on my writings, rearranged my priorities, made sure not to repeat the same old mistakes, not to give away my heart easily, choose next time more precisely, and make sure this chapter lasts as much as I can, and any coming chapter is a better one, and this people is how you heal a broken heart.

This post is written for Today’s Author Write Now Prompt and it took me half an hour to write it so I hope you like it.

A REAL Man

In the quest looking for the man of my dreams, I came to a point where it seemed to be hopeless, due to the lack of men and that’s the ugly truth, or the lack of REAL men to be more specific, and I know it’s a rare species found nowadays, but I’m willing to take my chances, and so I made my list of a real man’s characteristics.

A real man will judge me with only his heart and mind, think of me as an equal human being with rights, take a deep look in my inside, see the beauty on my outside, love me with all his might, and until the day he decides, I’ll be his partner for life, he will protect me from himself before everyone else, know that his love can be shown in many ways, that it doesn’t have to be physical so I can feel it, because a real man I’m proud I’ve known once said, a woman is like a shiny diamond, it loses its spark each time you touch it, even if it somehow was unintended, or at least that’s what they all say when they do it.

And after I become his partner this man will still love me, the same way he used to do before we got married, he will treat me like a princess and not a maid at his service, he will not at all find it shameful to help me with the household chores, he will not act like an animal in the presence of any beautiful girls, he will appreciate my effort at work and at home, and really understand the true value of a woman.

This is how a real man should be in my eyes, so I want my real man or otherwise, I’ll just keep waiting because I’m not willing to compromise, and my dear real man wherever you are, please show up because my hope in finding you is almost gone.

THE PRINCESS AND THE PRINCE, AND THE PERFECTION MYTH

We all have our flaws and bad habits and of course we want to change this, but what if we don’t want to? What if we felt uncomfortable when we did so? What if this change changes who we really are? Is it still something we should go for?
Some people may say that I’m a random person who doesn’t think before acting or speaking, that my heart is an open book and what I feel comes straight out of my lips without passing through my brain, and that this is not something good, that’s what they say, actually they think it even stands in my way, my way of having someone to fall in love with me, that to get my prince I first need to act as a princess and what I’m doing is so far from being this. They think this attitude may push away anyone trying to get closer to me away, they would think I’m a person hard to get along with since I don’t know how to make a beautiful white lie out of the ugly truth, and that I may seem to be an irresponsible person, not thinking before speaking or considering the consequences of my words and actions, and so I need to change all this about me to be a perfect princess and find a perfect prince for me.
A friend of mine once said: ‘Why does there have to be always a prince and a princess? Why can’t we just be two average people who love each other?’ And she was absolutely right. I didn’t want to change to a perfect princess nor do I want a perfect prince, I just want an average person who loves me and accepts me the way I am and knows how to see the bright side of all my flaws, that I would be perfect in his eyes. Love is unconditional and there is no specific meaning for perfection; everyone has their own perspective of it. So someday someone will love you exactly the way you are and you will be perfect in their eyes. Someone will come to your life and prove whoever doubted you ever finding love and whoever found you imperfect, wrong. Until then only change if it makes you happy and makes you become something you want, but other than that, hold your head up high and be proud of you are.

A MIXTURE OF IDEAS ON THE MYTHS OF HAPPINESS, LOVE AND SUCCESS

What is the true meaning of happiness? What are the conditions to reach it? Is success now so far-fetched? Is love needed to feel both happiness and success? Are happiness, love and success nothing but a myth? Well, welcome to the longest article I’ve ever written so far and hopefully someway along it you find your answer…

First of all let me tell you how am I now without any guy. I have a great loving family, no guy did this to me; I have a lot of amazing friends, no guy has anything to do with that too; I’m a dentistry student, a future dentist to be, did any guy do so? Hell no I did it all on my own! I’m a talented writer, my blogs get views from all over the world, and I have two song writing collaborations abroad and no man has anything to do with this all. Add to this that I’m beautiful and smart and this is just a start, and I’m not being cocky or arrogant, I’m just stating a fact. And who needs a man when they got chocolate and ice-cream? Who needs anyone when they can go shopping, buy new stuff and feel like a queen?

To be clear, I’m not saying be single for life here, I’m not saying don’t love, have kids and make a family, all I’m saying is you don’t need a specific person or relationship to make you happy, you don’t need cheesy romantic love to feel whole. All you need is to fall in love with yourself first, with your friends and family and all what you got, then start doing what you’re good at, what you love, there sure is something you’re special at, we are all talented, go follow your dream, whatever it is, and happiness starts by following your dream, just knowing you’re doing something you love, or something you’re really good at brings you an unbelievable sense of euphoria with the slightest achievement, and don’t let anything on Earth, no anything in the entire universe, get you down. trust me life is too short to waste it being anything but happy, so stop wasting it in doing something that doesn’t make you feel so. There is no guaranteed pathway or shortcut to happiness, neither success and fame, nor love or power can guarantee happiness to you, but enjoying all the little things you have, making the most out of every moment, doing the things you love, enjoying what you have, can all get you there and maybe then when you reach your dream someday, it will be a bonus way to be happy, but don’t wait for something specific to be happy, be happy and wait for the specific things to happen, because happiness is unconditional, and can be found in everything no matter how small. Love is found everywhere around you and that cheesy romantic one is gonna happen someday too and it won’t have to be like someone else’s, we will all have our own epic love story someday that will be so special, we just have to wait for that other person because it’s their problem they’re late. Success will come your way if you do what you love, enjoy it and work hard for it and it’s never too late to begin, it’s just a bit delayed, so go for it because you never know what happens next. Happiness will always be there if you just look for it and find it in what you have and if you take it small, by time it will grow to be more.

10 Reasons to Follow me

A writer is nothing without readers. I do have readers and I love them a lot, those who I know and who I do not. But I need more, I need my writings to reach as much people as possible, so one day I could achieve my main goal, which is people relating to my writings and getting inspired, and maybe one day become a published writer that changes people’s lives.

So why do you think you would want to follow me?

1) I write everything with my heart and my mind too sometimes, so all my writings are 100% honest thoughts and true stories.

2) I write about a lot of topics, so I assure you variety when reading my writings.

3) I’m very optimistic so all my writings deliver a positive message.

4) I don’t like to leave things hanging without an ending, so I either provide one or at least the options available.

5) I’m a normal human being with a normal life so most of you will relate to what I write.

6) Being normal doesn’t mean I’m boring, absolutely not; my writings will sure interest you a lot.

7) If you follow me I will sure follow you, I love reading and would love to know more about you.

8) If you comment positively, I will sure appreciate it, and if you comment negatively, I will totally respect it, and I will reply back if needed.

9) You will be helping a young girl make her dream come true; how kind and noble is this of you?

10) If you follow me I will love you, appreciate you and always mention you as I did here

Thanks for the Chance

Usually before I write, I already have the idea and content in mind, and all I need is put it down, but this time it’s different; I absolutely have no idea what will be my next line. I just know the title and the reason, and the rest will come along. I know what I’m about to write may seem insignificant to many of you, but I’m sure it’s not irrelevant, and since I write for people to relate and get inspired, then I think here I had the first part covered.

I’ve been writing since 9th grade, or at least that’s when I first knew I could write. Thanks to my friend Shery, may her soul RIP, she was the first one who saw me writing in a boring class and said ‘wow this is beautiful it could be a song!’ and I was like ‘a what?’ Since then it has become a habit that I write down my feelings and the small school bands would take those writings and play them and I never had copies. I had a writer’s block for two years and at the end of my senior year, my head teacher asked me to write a graduation speech and since then I haven’t stopped writing. My writings I only showed to the circle of my close friends, which didn’t exceed five, and sometimes only my two best friends, Malak and Alaa, whose names are very worth mentioning.

Here was the start of my so far 4 months long success journey. My friend Alyaa had a friend who was making an online magazine by the name Hash an asked me to write there. The first issue got more than 1000 views and my writings got great feedback. Second was signing up to WordPress about 2 months ago, where I got 8 followers and 124 views from all over the world so far. Last but not least, and probably the reason for writing this, a request from Glipho on Instagram asking me to join them, which at first I thought was spam, but when I knew it was not, I was on top of the world and in two days I’ve managed to get 14 views so far. Add to this the songwriting collaborations from USA and the UK; and I live in Egypt by the way. Now could it get any better?

Maybe the point behind this is never give up on your dreams, believe in yourself and always keep a great support system. I’m not a best seller author now or Nickelback’s songwriter, I’m just an ordinary person like most of you are, but I’m on the pathway to achieving my dreams so far. It took me time to believe in myself and have the courage to show the world my talent, but as soon as I did take the first step, everything else started coming up. You may have noticed me repeating ‘so far’ a lot, but I meant to repeat it because this hasn’t ended, it’s just the start. To end this exceptionally long article, I’ve got two things to say. First, take the first step, you don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take it and the rest will come along. Second and most importantly, to Hash, WordPress, Glipho, SongwritingFever, my friends, viewers, followers, to all who made this, Thanks for the Chance

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The Power of Love

Don’t get fooled by the title, just read it till the end and you sure will understand.

That sudden moment where you get this wake up call, realize everything you do is wrong, want to walk away sometime by yourself, though it’s something you always objected, you try to hold yourself but you could no more, something is really going wrong. Flawless is not something to describe yourself with, you’re full of flaws, everybody knows, but why has everyone managed to handle you for so long? Has your merits outnumbered your flaws?

I try to look at the good in me and there’s not much to see, is love so blind maybe? Or does it really make you behold what others can not? Is the power of love so strong to make you believe in yourself for so long? I’m not talking about cheesy romantic love, I’m talking about friends and family and people who care about you the most. They love and cherish you with no conditions or no rules. To them your flaws are what actually defines you, what makes them love you even more, and maybe that’s why you were never able to see them before. They advise you and maybe sometimes get upset, not because it bothers them or that won’t make them love you the same, No, but because they care so much about you that they want you to be perfect to everyone as you are to them.

What is my point here? I’d be lying if I got anything clear. I guess we’re all blinded by love in some way or another, to ourselves or to others. Yes we love ourselves when we’re loved by others regardless of our self esteem issues. When we open our eyes it becomes so hard to realize that we’re not as beautiful as our loved ones see us, everyone has their ugliness, no one is absolutely flawless, and it is by the power of love we were able to survive this harsh truth. Regardless of the reason you want to improve yourself, the first ones you’re willing to impress are your loved ones, and their opinion to you will always matter most, no matter how the world out there sees you, because those are who actually give your life its meaning, and make you want to live just to be with them, and for them you willingly will face death. This is what the power of love is capable of; this is actually pure true love.

I LOVE ME

I just don’t know why I’m so happy, when I look in the mirror all I see is beauty, is it normal or is there something wrong with me? It’s strange because it’s not the normal kind of satisfaction that happens every day, or it is something exciting that happened and made me feel this way, it’s just so inexplicable I don’t have the right words to say. Honestly, I used to get this feeling before, but either because I’ve eaten chocolate or because I’m in love, and now that I haven’t done both; not even close, it makes me wonder even more what’s wrong, or more precisely what makes it so right? I even started wondering, I haven’t eaten chocolate, so am I unconsciously in love maybe? Because that would be a whole new level of insanity! Then what on Earth could be the reason for this inexplicable state of euphoria?
I started thinking then I came up with this. Yes, I might be in love but this time with the right person, I realized I have become in love finally with myself. Yes I love me. Not in an arrogant, self-obsessed way, but just exactly the right way. I look in the mirror, I see my beauty and no one anymore has to tell me I’m pretty for me to believe. I’m confident and I trust my talents and skills. My self esteem is no longer low like the way it used to be. I’m proud of my merits and embrace my flaws, and with those that need to be improved, I’m doing a good job. I’m not going to be perfect I know, but at least I’m happy, and perfection would be useless with no happiness while happiness doesn’t need perfection to be felt.
Final conclusion is; I don’t need anyone to make me feel good, and make me feel happy and content. I don’t need a lover’s sweet words to make me feel beautiful. I don’t need an outsider’s opinion to tell me that I’m good. I don’t need someone to approve of my talents and skills because I know very well they exist. All I need is to believe in myself and the rest will come along. All I need is to love myself and nothing will go wrong. In the end, if I didn’t love, believe and support myself, who would? Of course I’m the first one who should, and Oh God it just feels good to be in love with me finally.

100 (Unrealistic) Happy Days

I’ve noticed that the 100 happy days challenge have gone viral that even I decided to start it. I signed up and chose a date, and was very convinced that I can do it and beyond excited to start. That was until the day I was supposed to start the challenge.

I did not have a good day or any significant happy moment to capture, it happens. I thought everyday doesn’t have to be a happy day for us to be labeled happy, and sometimes happy moments occur that we cannot capture. A compliment that makes your day or a call from a loved one, not all things that bring happiness can be made into evidence. Sometimes I can have a normal day, nothing good happens but it’s not a bad day either, just a day. Or I can also have a bad day, but think about happy moments I had before, and I end up feeling better. What I’m trying to say here is, this is life, it’s full of ups and downs, you can’t program your life to 100 happy days in a row; it’s not practical. And so if I have a bad day or a normal day or even a non photographed happy day, I might have to force myself into making a happy moment and capturing it for the sake of the challenge and that would be cheating to me. Don’t get me wrong here, if you know me or if you’ve even read most of my writings, you’ll sure know that I’m the most optimistic person on the planet who believes in happiness regardless of any circumstances, but I also believe that the best things happen when you’re not planning or expecting.

I decided to cherish more the happy moments I have in my life and if I want to keep a daily record or a diary about them then let it be, at least I can describe those moments of happiness I couldn’t capture. And it doesn’t have to be a 100 days in a row, that too doesn’t make sense, I can have an epic day today and sleep the whole day tomorrow. 100 happy moments makes more sense to me, and not necessarily photographed, better written and described, this sounds so much better and realistic to me.

Am I a happy person? Yes I consider myself one of the very lucky few. Can I live 100 happy days in a row? Absolutely not. Do I have bad days? Horrible ones. Does that make me unhappy or even less happy? Totally irrelevant. Okay, I guess now you get my point.