My Way (Great Sinatra)

And now
The end is near
And so I face
The final curtain.
My friend, I will say it clear,
I will state my case
Of which I am certain.
I have lived a life that is full,
I traveled each and every highway.
And more,
Much more than this
I did it my way...

Regrets, I have a few,
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do,
I saw it through, without exemption.
I planned each charted course,
Each careful step on the byway.
And more,
Much more than this
I did it my way...

Yes, there were times
I am sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew,
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up, and spited it out.
I faced it all.
And I stood tall.
And did it my way...

I have loved,
I have laughed and cried,
And had my fill,
My share of losing.
And now,
As tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I did all that.
And may I say, not in a shy way
"Oh no, oh no not me,
I did it my way..."

For what is a man,
What has he got?
If not himself,
Then he has not.
To say the things
He truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows
I took the blows
And did it my way...

Yes... It was my way...

لحظة... قتلتها

تمنيت اليوم أن أراك... وأدركت اليوم كم كانت لحظات النظر الى عينيك نعيما لم يكتب له البقاء. تمنيت أن تعود بي الأيام، وأن تدور عقارب الساعه للوراء كي أعيش ثانيه سويعات سعادة ولدت كي تموت. تمنيت أن أحدثك... أن أنظر إليك... أن أراك جواري حتى وإن ماتت الكلمات، أو ذابت من حرارة أنفاسي قبل أن تنطقها شفتاي.

تركت كل الناس... وجلست وحيدا... وعشت لحظه عجز ما بين أشواق تعتصر فؤادي و قله حيله تقتلني. نظرت الي السماء، و لمستك بوجداني و حدثتك بعاطفتي و غازلتك بأشواقي.... وفجأه ماتت السكره وعادت الفكره...

أعلم أنك الأن لاتفكرين في... أعلم أني مجرد ذكري أيام عشتها وطويت صفحاتها ككتاب قديم. وأدركت أن قلبك الآن قد يكون مشغولا بأخر ينال من حبك ما حلمت أن أناله....

كرهت دقات قلبي...
لعنت أشواقي...
و قتلت تلك اللحظه...
لحظه ضعفي

Random Thoughts II

"If I were a bird, I would fall out of weight"

"If you lose something try to get another: I have lost a person, now I am trying to buy a car... Cars sometimes are good alternatives for human beings!"

"Sometimes I feel I wanna drive at top speed, but when I do, I feel I wanna slow down a little!"

"If you try to satisfy someone, then you are trying to boil the water of the sea with a lighter... So you should either throw the lighter and swim through the sea and be who you are, or drown and die"

"Everything that has an end, will be reborn..."

"We are living in a world of bullets, bullets are more than human beings living on earth"

"One friend asked me "Do you have a dream?", I answered "Yes, and it is not for sale""

"One friend asked me "You are not a superman", I answered "Man created superman, God created me!""

'Because he feels like he has to do something, and be someone,
I appreciated him, he is someone you rarely find these days.
Those who are sitting with no goals, never trying to look into the future,
Crying opportunities they never had, waiting for a normal life,
Having nothing to do with the world but some illusions in their minds,
Evaluating things according to their own stupid criteria,
Stepping from one failure to the other, are... "Read the first letter of every line and you'd know"'

"The difference between the world of humans and the world of monkeys is that monkeys do not kill each other"

"I found nothing 'to talk about on the way to the funeral'"

"Batman wears black, Superman wears blue, Spiderman wears red, Flash wears red, The Incredibles wear red... Why the hell superheros never wear green??"

"He: Hey
She: Hey
He: How are you?
She: Fine and you?
He: Fine, too!
She: Great...
He: Just wanted to say hi.
She: Okay, thanks
He: Gotta take a look around, bye now!
She: No, wait...
He: !!!!!!!
She: I love you!
He: !!!!!!!
She: Okay that was a joke, you can go.
He: !!!!!!!

He leaves.... (True story).... Mad mad mad girls!"

"In order to convince someone with something, it takes forever...
And if he/she is that kind of a person that if you look through his right ear you can see what's going on on his left ear's side... It take no time, but useless!
That's why I love orders"

Random Thoughts

"Love is like matches... It either lights your candles and guide you through, or burns you"

"I used to look into your eyes and fill my heart with hopes... Now I look into your eyes and see them hanged on ropes"

"A step you take on a track you believe in is better than a leap you make on a way you never chose"

"Stab me in the heart, kill it so the pain dies because I am hit but still standing but it is my heart who cries"

"A tear falling from your eye on your cheek is slap on your face telling you (You're weak)"

"The pitch black darkness of loneliness is much better than the fake sunlight of an unrequited love"

"Cupid comes from Stupid"

"He/She says: I am in love... I say: You are in hell!"

"He/She says: We are in love... I say: Enjoy paradise well!"

"When you're left with no choice, write your thoughts and make some noise"

" 'One man will stand up for what's right' is good for a mobile cover, but foolish enough to believe in"

"الطشط قالي الطشط قالي يا حلوه يالي قومي أستحمي" (a sudden thought)

"Enough"

Free... But Nothing 4 Free!

Walking my way to the ambitions I see
And now I am free!

Days running fast, but I am no prey.
And now I am free!

Steps and steps done, and more steps for me.
And now I am free!

Doors close, doors open, but I'm still holding the key!
And now I am free!

Hopes fade, fruits die and fall
New hopes born, alive still the tree
And now I am free!

Monsters I kill everyday
And everyday monsters reborn
Their claws hold me with my flesh unworn
But my heart still alive
And now I am free!

Battles won
Battles lost
Battles waited
Battles feared
Battles to come
That's nothing weird
My armours on my chest
Torn but protect me best
My heart is hurt but pumping alive
Stabs make it hard and survive
Slaps and slaps fall on my cheek
I learn the lessons and pay back, and I am free...

And now I am free!
And now I am free!

A Hamaki song with a story!

أخر كلام
أطمن حنساك قوام
أصل خلاص حعملك إيه
ولا حاجه فيك بتأثر وعتابي ليك
يا حبيبي أستهترت بيه

بتضحك طيب أضحك
وأبقى شوف بقا مين يوم يسامحك
لما تندم ع اللي قلته ندم كبير
أسامحك؟ قال أسامحك...
لو بموت ولا يوم حصالحك
أصلك أنت كسرت فيا حاجات كتير

هو أنت إيه مش حاسس
قلبك ده إيه متأثرش بأي لوم
ذنبي الوحيد حبيتك
غلطه وأكيد لازم تتصلخ في يوم

بتضحك طيب أضحك
وأبقى شوف بقا مين يوم يسامحك
لما تندم ع اللي قلته ندم كبير
أسامحك؟ قال أسامحك...
لو بموت ولا يوم حصالحك
أصلك أنت كسرت فيا حاجات كتير

طيب أضحك!
أسامحك؟ قال أسامحك...
لو بموت
أصلك أنت كسرت فيا حاجات كتير

Although I am not interested in Hamaki, nor was I interested in this song in particular, today I heard this song by accident and it -someway or another- touched me to the extent that I am blogging about it. I wonder what is to come... It is not that kind of song that gives u good omens, you know. Anyway, I still say... It -unfortunately- touched me.... I hope I won't sing it myself one day!

IT'S MY LIFE

I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice
When I shout it out loud

It's my life

And it's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive

It's my life

My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said
I did it my way
I just want to live while I'm alive

Cause it's

My

Life

Better stand tall when they're calling you out
Don't bend,
Don't break, baby
Don't back down


(Great great great Bon Jovi inspiration... It's my life)

Down again!

And here I am falling down again...
Again
Again

And here I am falling down again
Same wounds, but more pain
To suffer

I think I can't take it anymore
But I still love you from the core
And the matter...
Is

I still have faith in you
In me
And I wanna be
The one who wins you
But you
Shouldn't lose me

And here I am falling down again
Resisting all what my mind tells me
About you

And down and down I go with my
Faith in you, and here I cry for you
To do

What makes have faith in you
In me
As I wanna be
The one who wins you
But you
Shouldn't lose me

Everytime I am asking why
I hold on to the one
Who seems
To be

A dream that is never gonna be true
A wish that kills itself for an illusion
I find one answer
That is

I still have faith in you
In me
And I wanna be
The one who wins you
But you
Shouldn't lose me

And here I am falling down again
And ready to take much more pain
For you

All I want is make up your mind
And put every other thing aside
Is it so hard to do?

Is it hard to do?

I still have faith in you
In me
And I wanna be
The one who wins you
But you
Shouldn't lose me

You shouldn't lose
Me
You shouldn't lose
Me

Hold me now!

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down

Sad eyes follow me
But I still believe there's something left for me
So please come stay with me
'Cause I still believe there's something left for you and me
For you and me
For you and me

Hold me now!

(Creed - One Last Breathe)
Dedicated to "You"

The Mad Man Returns: Fucken Anger

(VERY STRONG BAD LANGUAGE USED)

Hi everybody,
I have been hesitant to publish this for long time. These are extreme feelings of anger that I express here the same way the Sandman expressed them on his Torn Wolverine. We agreed on the form used here. It is just as harsh and explicit as what's going around us. So stay alert!

(VERY STRONG BAD LANGUAGE USED)

OK,
You wanted to see me mad?
You wanted to push me to the edge?
From Black Thursday(s) to American green light shit
Here you got my maddest hit.

Fuck Black Thursday
Fuck the damn green light
Fuck their red and blue
And our black red and white

Fuck democracy
Fuck hypocrisy
Fuck your fight
Fuck your might
Fuck whatever you call your right

Fuck love
Fuck hesitation
Fuck every motherfucker
In the bloody stupid nation

Fuck your country
Fuck the century
Fuck mercy, cuses and Rob Van Persie
Fuck those who fly
Fuck those who cry
Fuck those try
Freedom is gone and you know why

Fuck motherfucks
Fuck the white suits
Fuck your guns
And your Head Goose

Fuck terrorists
Fuck motorists
Fuck everybody who resists

Fuck suckers
Fuck bloggers
Fuck door knockers
Fuck bitches
Fuck witches
Fuck your ass if it damn itches

Fuck me
Fuck him, fuck his, fuck he
Fuck tree
Fuck every fallen prey

Fuck the hour
Damn cowards
Fuck everybody in power
Fuck him and her
And he who gonna take the chair

Fuck the regime
Fuck the ladder
Fuck the ranks
Fuck their power
Fuck every son of a bitch coward

Fuck Marina
Fuck the North Coast
Fuck the rich
Die, burn and roast
Fuck the middle class
The empty and full halves of the glass
Fuck the poor
Fuck their weakness
Live and die for life is a tour

Fuck money
Fuck honey
Fuck Civic and Nissan Sunny
Fuck Geneva
Fuck Cairo
Fuck New York
Fuck every ambition unfree
Fuck you who think
Fuck what you wanna be

Fuck dime
Fuck time
Fuck shit
Fuck crap
Fuck rhyme

Fuck you
Show me your best
Fuck you along with the rest
Fuck that bullet swimming through my chest
....

Cuz I am fucken dead already!

Ordinary (by Train)

Whose eyes am I behind
I don’t recognize anything that I see
Whose skin is this design
I don’t want this to be the way that you see me

I don’t understand anything anymore
In this world that I’m tired of
Is taking me right up these walls
That I climb up
To get to your story
It’s anything but ordinary

And when the world is on its knees with me its fine
And when I come to the rescue I get nothing but left behind
Everybody seems to be getting what they need where's mine
‘Cause your what I need so very but im anything but ordinary

Can you save me from this world of mine
Before I get myself arrested with this expectation
You are the one look what you’ve done
What have you done?
This is not some kind of joke
You’re just a kid
You weren’t ready for what you did

And when the world is on its knees with me its fine
And when I come to the rescue I do it for you time after time
Everybody seems to be getting what they need where's mine
‘Cause you what I need so very but im anything but ordinary

I think im trying to save the world from you
You’ve been saving me too
We could just stay in and save each other

I'm anything but ordinary
(ordinary)
I'm anything but ordinary
(ordinary)

I don't know why songs start to hit me hard these days! (Would anyone understand?)

Dedicated to "You"... From Bon Jovi and Metallica

Bon Jovi: I could make a living out of loving you!
If there's something that needs fixing
I'm the man to see
Look me up, I'm listed
Just check under "A"
If you're ever on the spot
Well, I'm good with my hands
24-7 I'm your handyman

Odd jobs, hard jobs, anything under the sun
Big jobs, small jobs, baby

I'd be a rich man, it's true
If I could make a living out of lovin' you
These two hands know what to do
If I could make a living out of lovin' you
I could make a living out of lovin' you

Metallica: The Unforgiven II
What I've felt, what I've known
Sick and tired, I stand alone
Could you be there, 'cause I'm the one who waits for you
Or are you unforgiven too?

Dedicated to "You"...

I pray it comes true to end up being with you!

I walk through the streets
So loud are my heart beats
As I am thinking of you

And I remember that day
When you and I could stay
Talking like we never do

I also see your smile
And I am blind for a while
A sun smiling to me

And everything green
Reminds of what I have seen
When I looked in your eyes

I have seen fields of hope
And birds that never stop
Singing for you and me

And all I do is walk
Through the long way, no talk...
To my mind words would be!

As you are always there
And who else I would ever care
To talk to more than you

Who else would ever hear
The words I repeat so clear
To my mind about you

Who else would be worthy of
The beautiful three word sentence of
"I love you"

I reach where we should meet
I am barely standing on my feet
As I wait for you

I stay for hours and hours
And it is rainning like showers
But I still can't go

I can never just leave
I have been waiting for that eve
Since I have ever met you

I never lost my hope
I would never lose any hope
Because I have faith in you

Then you come out ouf the dark
And the sun shines in the park
Finally you're with me

I tell you how long I have been waiting for
That day when our fears are no more
And you smile to me

I can't contain my joy
You're Helen and I am Troy
And I'm ready to burn for you

Patience kept burning me
But still only patient I would be
If I gonna end up being with you!

And here we are now together
In our house on the river
Life is so beautiful with you!

I wake up as a guy
Did his best in one cry
"Are you blind, dude?"

He woke me up and I am mad
Although I am never sad
I pray it comes true...

I pray it comes true...
Long way but walking through
I pray it comes true...
Wanna end up being with you
I pray it come true...
I pray it comes.....

To God I pray it comes true...

Dedicated to you!

And now I wait my whole lifetime
For You
And now I wait my whole lifetime
For You

I ride the dirt, I ride the tide
For you
I search the outside, search inside
For you

You make me smash the clock and feel,
I'd rather die behind the wheel.
Time was never on my side,
So on I wait my whole lifetime.

(Metallica: The Outlaw Torn)

This is dedicated to you!...

(I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing) This song just tells all!

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

Lying close to you feeling your heart beating
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming
Wondering if it's me you're seeing
Then I kiss your eyes
And thank God we're together
I just want to stay with you in this moment forever
Forever and ever

Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

I don't want to miss one smile
I don't want to miss one kiss
I just want to be with you
Right here with you, just like this
I just want to hold you close
Feel your heart so close to mine
And just stay here in this moment
For all the rest of time

Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you baby
And I don't want to miss a thing

Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
I don't want to miss a thing


Aerosmith: I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing.... I love you!

A Motel's Memorandum

On that road that connects the desert to the sea, there is an infamous motel... You rarely find cars parking there, however, there have to be some residents having a rest in that big old wooden motel in order to have energy to resume their long long rides. I am on the road walking and I see the motel that I knew it was there although no one talks about it. Being very tired, I decide to get in the motel and have some rest... As I come in, I find an old strong tall white-bearded man who smiles at me and says:
"Hello, welcome to the motel"
"Thanks, I want a single room for tonight" I reply as I smile back...
"Single room? No one with you on the road?" he replies back quickly raising his eyebrow with the same smile on his face.
"Yeah, I am alone, no one with me...!" I answer back slowly...
He smiles, nodes his head and says: "They all say this... Here is the key to your room!"
"Thanks!" I reply with a plain face. I take my small backpack and go up to the room... But before I move he adds:
"By the way, you can sit in the motel's garden and read the motel's memorandum... I hope you add to the memo yourself, all my residents do the same... You can also read what other residents wrote..." The same welcoming smile on his face... "Enjoy your time!" he adds.

I decide not to go up to the room and just go the garden... I don't know why... I just feel I wanna go sit in the garden! In the garden I find only one big empty chair, a round table and a red old book on it. As I sit down, I know how comfortable that seat is, so I stretch my leg on the table and grab the book.... As I open the book I find only one piece of writing.... I kick out any funny thoughts as I start reading:

"Umm... I don't know what to say... My pen is shaking in my hand and my thoughts are getting mixed up! Well, five minutes have passed before I start writing this sentence.... I have a story that you might enjoy... It is my story...

Well, two years ago, I saw a girl on the bank of a river moment before the sunrise... She was standing with eyes looking hesitantly everywhere... She looked so beautiful, but lost; she was like a beauty that lost the way. I approach her, and talk to her... She was so welcoming.... We were talking as if we knew each other ages ago... Every word she uttered hit my heart that was beating like a freak... All about her captured my mind, her voice, her smiles, her words, her eyes and even her lost hesitant looks... We spent hours talking, on the bank of the river... Hours that passed like two months... I feel I knew her ages before, I look at her eyes and know what she is thinking and what she is going to say... And my heart beats more and more as she talks... For a while I wonder what's wrong with me! But as I look into her eyes and feel that relief and admiration taking over me, I know what the answer is... I am in love!!!

You might think I am a maniac, or a fellow that falls in love with every woman he meets but this is not true. I know how you feel, but I am really in love with her, deep to the core... Therefore I decide to tell her what I feel... And I do.... She looks shy, then smiles and nodes her head like a "yes"... Happiness takes me over... I wanna jump, cry and fly... I wanna shout and tell the world how happy I am... Yet, something stops me, a feeling inside me tells me something is going to be wrong... I try to ignore that feeling, but I can't... We talk more and more, and one hour passes... She says:
"We have spent five hours here" With her eyes smiling at me
"Oh yeah, and still we got more time to go till the sunset" I answer back!
She looks at her watch and says "I have to leave"
"What? Why? We can leave together if you want..." I shout back in shock, my mind is trying to overcome the nightmare.
"I gotta leave alone... I am told to leave... We can't continue together" With a very cold face...
"I am here for you" I answer back in bitterness
"Don't wait for me" She replies...
"Were you laughing at me?" Anger starts to take over
"No, I swear no... It's just I gotta leave, they told me to leave" She replies!

I didn't say a word, she turns and walks away... Oh... Yeah there five hours... Only five hours.... I look back at the river... It is the sunset, just five hours after the sunrise!

I walk away and leave the place, but every now and then I go check if she was there... I still have hope I might meet her once more... I have not lost any hope in being with her.... Again!

Adam Gordon
April 1906
The Motel"

A tear falls down my cheek... I turn the page and all I find are names, names, different names with different dates.

"They all preferred to sign their name on this story, they said it is pretty similar to theirs" The old man whispers from behind. He moves and comes in front me and says "Didn't I tell you they all say they are alone at first!" The same kind smile on his face. "Do you want to write your story?" He asks...
"This is my story" I reply back... And I sign my name in the list.

I stand up to walk to my room... He calls me and says : "Hey, do not lose hope... It will help you walk through the long road"
"It looks impossible to me..." I answer as I push out a hot sigh!
"It once looked impossible, then it proved to be possible... Don't lose hope!" He adds with the same smile...
I smile back and go up to my room!

In the morning I wake up, go down and leave my keys on the bank... And I go back full of hope and dreams to continue walking through the long long long road!

The Only Queen

For how long am I going to wait?
For how long am I going to suffer?
Seconds are turning into hours
Days are going like years
Joy is turning to tears
Happiness is full of fears
It is like catching the moon light
Or like the fear of the dark night
I want to scream as loud as I could
And break the distance and time if I should
To come back to you
To see your smile come through
And to ask you
Do you trust my heart beats?
Do you believe in my dreams?
Can you see the passion in my eye gleams?
There is only you
Who can always be
The only Queen
Inside me

(This poem is written by Ahmed Abdel Hadi... Sometimes one man can tell what you can't tell!)

River of Lies...

I am so lonely without you
More than I used to be
I'm dying with the memory of moments
When our eyes used to meet
And I walk through the night
Treading on all my wounds
I stand and look at your eyes
A river is all I see

And I bend down and drink from your river
I am drunk in your river of lies
I know they are mere lies...
And I jump and drown to the bottom
And your water fill me with lies
There I wish I could die...

But I...
I don't want us be true to each other
I want to drown more into your river
And I...

I walk down with eyes upon you,
Full of tears that never fall
My heart's screaming your name
But you never hear its call
So I come and stand beside you
And you turn and smile to me
Now we are alone in that fake world
A big lie of you and me...

And I bend down and drink from your river
I am drunk in your river of lies
I know they are mere lies...
And I jump and drown to the bottom
And your water fill me with lies
There I wish I could die...

But I...
I don't want us be true to each other
I want to drown more into your river
And why??
Because I can't live my world without you
And I am tortured with the lies your pour on me...
On me...
Your river of lies...
River of lies...

A Mad Man

I am mad
I am writing this to tell all
No rhyme
No music
No meter
Fucken nothing
But the anger fever
That gonna rule
Only the truth gonna prevail
You wanted to see me mad?
Here I answer your call...

Are you ready?
I don't give a damn

I am mad
Oh really, you amazed?
I am at you
At her
At my fucken self
Am I fighting a war all by myself?
Am I living a world of my own?
With stupid ambitions and fanciful dreams
Alive, never gone...
I am not complaining,
I am just mad
I spit it at your stupid face...
Oh sorry, did I make you sad!

I am a mad man
Ready to burn the world
I am fed up with it
Fed up with adapting to it
Why doesn't it fucken adapt to me!
Why do I suffer with motherfuckers
Whenever I find myself something I wanna be!!

Why the damn stairs take me down?
Is it cuz of me or cuz of you?
We are different, that's ture
I was a fool for being with you...

And you, there, you damn punk
Happy with your fucken dusty empty trunk?
How long have you been alive?
What did you do, for yourself?
For all?
You are a failure...
Are you proud of that?
Living like a moron, do you love the role?
Like to be cheated and fucked by all?
Why should I pay the price
Of the fucken misery to which you fall?
Oh, again...
Expecting nothing of the world?
Ever thought what the world expects of you?
Live, have fun, roam the city all night, throw everything away...
But I am sorry, when its time
I am not going to pay.

(To be fucken continued...)

Silent and Suffocated

Silence silence fucken silence
Keep the fucken mouth shut
As long as you're trembling, afraid
Let silence from your flesh cut

I am silent and fucken what
From bad to worse, from worse to worst...
I am silent and fucken suffocated
Words burn me, and smoke suffocates me first.

I wanna shout at your face
Screem and slap you to wake up
I am afraid if I do it I would kill you
I would avange all what fed me up.

I am suffocated with silence,
Fuck silence, that I gonna break.
You gonna feel, listen and see
The real voice, real face, nothing fake.

As long as my tears never touch my cheek
And only my heart bleeds in pain like a freak
As long as I am meant to suffer so that you live
When it is time to pay... I got nothing to give.

She might!!

He: I am afraid...
Him: Of what?
He: She might leave me...
Him: Who's she?
He: She... What's wrong with you...
Him: Oh, yeah, your beloved...
He: Yeah...
Him: The one you love...
He: Yeah...
Him: The one that loves you...
He is silent...
Him: Aha... One-sided love?
He: Hell no...
Him: Then she loves you?
He (quickly): I don't know.
Him: Did you talk to her?
He: Sure
Him: And?
He: Nothing!
Him: Nothing??? Was it a silent conversation?? Did you use human language or signals or what? He: This is not funny.
Him: It is, you just don't wanna laugh at your misery, dude...
He: What fucken misery you talking about?
Him: Your misery, a guy that loves a girl, talks to her and in away he gets nothing out of her, not even a yes or a no. Don't you think this is a misery?
He: I am afraid she might leave me....
Him: Did she even get into something with you to leave you?
He: I don't know what to do...
Him: Go, talk, ask for a response that will either satisfy your thirst for requited emotions or breaks your beating heart into pieces.
He: What if she breaks my heart?
Him: What if she doesn't?
He: I don't know....
Him: Now you know but you don't want to move.
He: She might...
Him (interrupting): Exactly, she MIGHT, buddy...

(A girl's effect on a guy... I have seen such situations with the same words being repeated... But who is He, and who is Him??... You answer it)

Never Wrong!

Hey you, don't you run
And leave me behind, in there?
Hey there, don't you run
Thinking I should care?

Hey there, don't you go
And leave me in the shadows?
Hey there, don't you know
I know how to follow the arrows?

I am here, but not alone...
Even after you are gone
I am here, heads up high
Ready to go through the sky.
I am here, standing strong...
Life is different but nothing wrong.

You see the escape door
Down there wide open,
And you choose just to go,
Asking why so angry I am looking.

My eyes proudly dry and
Heart no cry, why would there be tears
As long as u proved to be
A being of my worst fears.

I am here, but not alone...
Even after you are gone
I am here, heads up high
Ready to go through the sky.
I am here, standing strong...
Life is different but nothing wrong.

Hey you, you don't need to run
I am not stepping after you.
I know what you mean to me...
Its nothing of what I am to you

So go, I am happy here
I lost no one that wanted me...
And I knew you would escape,
So no surprise it would be.

I am here, but not alone...
Even after you are gone
I am here, heads up high
Ready to go through the sky.
I am here, standing strong...
Life is different but nothing wrong.

Nothing wrong...
Never wrong....
Never wrong....
Never wrong...

My torturer... My savior (or A Dagger)

Everywhere...
I am walking with a dagger
In my heart
Everywhere...
I can't take it out...
Or fall apart...
But no scare...

I am bleeding...
Covered with blood all over,
But still not dead...
That hot blood keeps me warm
When it is so cold...

One hand...
Can take me out of my misery
But its not there...
One hand...
Can take all the pain away, but...
Still... unaware...

I am dying...
The dagger can no longer keep my alive
With that pain...
And my blood...
Is getting cold and freezing me...
More, more and more...

A big red crystal,
With a rusty dagger in the chest,
I lay down in pain...
Unable to live,
Unable to die...
Just..
Suffering in vain!

Then she comes...
Looks and smiles,
And goes the ice..
And I am back warm.
And her hand touch my wound...
And...
The pain is gone,

She smiles and goes...
And my blood flows...
I am alive... but...
Still...

The dagger is there...

Will you be there?

I miss you and I want to
Be with you all the time

I can't live without you
I am dead when you're away... from me

All I want is just to feel you with me
All I want is just to know.... For real...

Will you be there when I need you?
Will you hold my hand when I want you?
Will you be my aid, my angel, my soul?
I dream of being with you
I just want you know that I love you
And if you want me I will give my all...
My all...

I just want you be my shelter
When life is so cruel to me...
I wanna feel you in the winter
A shining sun that warms me...
I am ready to die for a smile on your face
And fight and fight and never leave the race
I dream of giving you my soul
This is just a wish for you
Not all...

Will you be there when I need you?
Will you hold my hand when I want you?
Will you be my aid, my angel, my soul?
I dream of being with you
I just want you know that I love you
And if you want me I will give my all...
My all...

Can you feel my sadness
The tears I shed... within me
Can you hear my heart beats
When you step away from me
All I want you is just to feel my heart
All I want is to be with you, to start...

Will you be there when I need you?
Will you hold my hand when I want you?
Will you be my aid, my angel, my soul?
I dream of being with you
I just want you know that I love you
And if you want me I will give my all...

My all...

Tiny Story: Don't, please don't!

She stood two steps away from him and looked impatiently to his eyes. His eyes full of tears but carved on a smiling face. Waiting for an answer, she smiles to his eyes and nodes her head. He finally answers:
"Don't, please don't"
She replies: "I can't hide it anymore"
He answers with tears falling down: "Sorry, but I can't take it"

She is shocked, and he is moving back with his face looking at her eyes. He goes further and further... But his eyes never look down at his tears.

You

Walking through the streets
Eyes blind, heart bleeds
All I see is a picture
Of you

Crowds all around
No voice, no sound
Only your voice ringing
In my ears

Walking all the way
Can't leave, can't stay
All alone but its you
With me

All I need is just you
All I need is seeing you
All I need is to be with you
I am dreaming of your eyes
I am singing with your voice
Your whisper makes me deaf to
All that noise...

I know my eyes look dry
But its my heart who cry
When you are far out of
My reach

Even when you with me
I miss you as I can see
The moments when I will
Be alone...

Its just enough to smile
It carries me a thousand mile
To a world where you are
My queen

And when our eyes meet
I am left of my feet
Flying with no wings high
To the sky

All I need is just you
All I need is seeing you
All I need is to be with you
I am dreaming of your eyes
I am singing with your voice
Your whisper makes me deaf to
All that noise...

I want you be mine
I want you my life
I want you be my soul
With you I am alive

Without you I can't survive
Be with me, be my wife
Wanna say it a thousand times
Its just no enough rhymes
That do describe how much
I love you...

I love you...
I love...

You...

مجرد رأي

حزين أنا وزعلان

على شعب فقير غلبان

شايف الذل طزل عمره

مغلوب على أمره

مستعمر من كل جنس داس على أرضة

مغولي ده ولا بريطاني

سوفيتي ولا أمريكان

....و

والملا عمر، بالخراب أمر

والشعب أتجزر

والقلب أتكوى

والعيل ينازع وماله دوا

والقرآن إتحرق

والحق أتسرق

والبرج أتضرب

وأفغانستان ولعت

وفين جيوش العرب

بيقولوا أتسرحت


عجبي

قصيدة قديمه من 2001

Accept Me

Accept me
For what I am accept me
The way I am
Be like me
I am the man
Come follow me
I am alive
Don’t fight me

I am the man, I am alright
The world only loves to fight
They fight me but I am ‘the right’
To me right makes might.
So they have to

Accept me
For what I am accept me
The way I am
Be like me
I am the man
Come follow me
I am alive
Don’t fight me

They want me to get on the floor
I am not to kneel and be it a war
I will win, I am sure
And calls for peace? My ass,
That’s what I ignore

The peace I want is not the peace they want
I told them gimme everything but they don’t
And if I convince them, they won’t
I am sorry assholes you have to

Accept me
For what I am accept me
The way I am
Be like me
I am the man
Come follow me
I am alive
Don’t fight me

Don’t fight me
My right makes my might
Don’t mess with me
You’re an asshole and I a knight
Come fight if you like
But don’t ask why you lost
I won’t have mercy on you
This is a last chance.. alright?

Accept me
For what I am accept me
The way I am
Be like me
I am the man
Come follow me
I am alive
Don’t fight me

They want me
To look through their eyes
They want me
To see that they are wise
They want me
To forget who I am
They want me
To be a copy of them
They want me
To see what they believe
They want me
To think that I should leave
They want me
To reform the way I am
They want me
Just a puppet man
They want me
To swallow what they spit
They don’t know
I can’t accept

Accept me
For what I am accept me
The way I am
Be like me
I am the man
Come follow me
I am alive
Don’t fight me

My right makes my might!

Highway to hell

I am on my highway to hell
I am on my highway to hell
Highway to hell
I am on my highway to hell

Hell on earth so be it there
Life is shit, who fuckin' care
Thoughts are born dead and they ain't there
Put a pen on a paper if you fuckin' dare

And I

On da highway to hell
I am on my highway to hell
Fuckin' highway to hell
I am on my highway to hell

Life is shit, blame damn luck
Smoke and drink and go damn fuck
Got a bullet in the chest one damn night?
You are dead cuz you damn suck

And you're

On the highway to hell
Oh you're on highway to hell
Damn it, highway to hell
And I am on highway to hell

Damn boss fucks up, the job at stake
Everything around is so damn fake
Things never a piece of cake...
Why don't you fuckin' gimme a break!!

Cuz I am on

Highway to hell.. oh boy
I am on my highway to hell...
Highway to hell... fuck you
I am on my highway to hell

I love her and I go to tell
She looks freak then so damn well
"Sorry love ain't something to sell,
Cuz no damn markets on the...

Highway to hell

I am fucken pissed

Highway to hell
And I am
On my highway to hell
I am on my highway to hell
Highway to hell
Highway to hell

As long as life is so damn black
I will simply go and neva be back
I hang myself and fucken fall
The bloody ceiling got a fucken crack

They blocked the

Highway to hell
I am on my highway to hell
Highway to hell
Fucken blocked highway to hell...
Highway to hell...

على ضفاف النيل

على ضفاف النيل

في يوم من الأيام على ضفاف النيل كانت كانت الشمس تتهاوى من عرشها البراق لتختفي خلف تلك المباني الخرسانية الصماء التي حلت محل الحقول والأشجار التي طالما زينت ضفتي النيل كتاج أخضر ينبض بالحياة. كانت السماء تدمي حمرة مع مغيب الشمس وقبل هطول الظلام. فإذا بي ألمح بطرف عيني شيخ تدرك كبر سنه من إنحناءه ظهره وبطئ حركتة. لم تكن له ملامح واضحة فقد كان ظل أسود يطير اهواء مؤخرة جلبابه وتخفي حمره السماء ملامح وجهة. كان الرجل يلملم شراع مركبه الصغير الذي يبدو لي كمركب للنزهات النيلية وليس مركب صيد. نزلت إلى المرسى حيث رسى المركب ونظرت إلى الرجل الذي تنطق قسمات وجهة العجوز بمدى التعب والرضا عما كان يقوم به طوال اليوم من عمل.

استوقفته... وقلت له "إنتظر يا حاج... هلا أخذتني في نزهة قصيرة الآن؟"

فرد مبتسماً: "عفواً يا ولدي، أعذرني، لقد أنتهى وقت العمل!"

فضحكت دون سبب وقلت " يا شيخ... لقد حل الظلام وحان وقت العمل لمن مثلك يتخذ النيل رزقا... كيف لك ألآن ترفض رزقاً اتاك في وقت عملك؟؟"

فرد الرجل: "أنا لا أرفض رزقا قط، ولكني لا أعمل إلا في ضوء النهار."

فعلقت: "ألا ترى الأنوار تضئ ظلمه الليل في كل مكان؟"

فرد الرجل: "ضوء الليل زيف يستر من يشاء.. أتظن أضواء الليل نوراً تقشع حلكه الظلام؟ أضواء الليل كاللؤلؤ في قاع النهر... كلما مددت يدك لتمسكها زادت بعدا... فأما تشب وتسقط في المياة أو ترفع يداك وتتركها في القاع..."

"ولكن-"

فقاتطعني قائلا: "لك أضواء الليل... ولي شمس النهار"

ثم تركني ومضى... وأخترت شمس النهار!

A thought

Looking through my window
Eyes looking up high...
Stars dangling everywhere,
Burning in the dark sky.
Burning... so bright
But never enlighting the night
Darkness everywhere
And white dots up there
Light is far away...
And we got no wings to fly.
Darkness is our fate.
I don't know why!

الحلقة الأولى: شفيق العجلاتي والعدو الأمريكاني!

الحلقة الأولى:

شفيق العجلاتي والعدو الأمريكاني!

اليوم: مش فاكر..

الساعة: مش لابسها...

المكان: خير اللهم أجعله خير... أه أنا في بيتنا... قصدي في بيت من بيوتي

نزلت النهاردة الصبح أجري حوالين المنطقة عندنا كنوع من الرياضة... أصل أنا راجل عجوز بس إية رياضي جداااا... ممكن أعمللي 1200 جري كدة كل يوم ولا حاجة... إحم محدش يسأل 1200 إية بالظبط ... أصل أنا راجل حويط وواصل و مش أي حاجة أقولها كدة ببساطة. المهم... وأنا بجري بقا ومندمج كدة قلت أقف أولعلي سيجارة، أصل ما بتفرقش معايا يعني أشرب سجاير وأنا بجري يعني... الدهن في العتاقي ههههههه.

المهم بأضرب بعيني كدة لاقيت واحد كبير في السن قاعد ع الرصيف وماسك بيبسي اللي هو في علبة صفيح دة ومحتاس فيها مش عارف يفتحها... قلت أروح له أشوف مالو... أصل أنا بحب أساعد الناس.. وطيت عليه وقلت له مالك يا عمو محتاج حاجة؟ الراجل مردش عليا وشاورلي بقرف علي صفيحة البيبسي. قلت لنفسي ده بيتنك على إيه ده... سألته تاني "يا عم الحج محتاج حاجة؟" بصلي مردش... الدم غلي في عروقي... (أصل أنا دمي أحمر حامي)... قولتله يا راجل يا معفن بتتنك على إية ده أنا جاي أساعدك في فتح صفيحة البيبسي اللي أنت محتاس فيها دية... يقوم الراجل الناقص يبوص لي ويحود وشة الناحية التانية وقال عامل مذهول قال... معرفتش أمسك نفسي بقا (أصلي مبيهمنيش) وقمت ماسكة من قفاه مسكه حرامية كدة وزعقت بعلو حسي (أصل أنا صوتي عالي زي الشباب بالظبط) قلت له " بقا مابقاش إلا أنت يا حيوان يا منحط يا إبن الـ.... مش محترمين (أصل أنا محترم... بس مبيهمنيش)... دة أنا أحبسك وأوديك ورا الشمس... كل دة والراجل ساكت ولا نطق.

الناس إتلمت وطلعوا الراجل من تحت إيدي بالعافية... فيييييين طلع عمو العجوز أخرس والناس الهبل قال بيغلطوني أنا... طب وأنا مالي يا متخلفين ماقاليش ليه أنه أخرس من الأول كنت فتحت له الصفيحة وأمشي على طول و يا دار ما دخلك شر؟ ولا هو جر شكل وخلاص؟... هو أنا فاضي لأشكاله. وبعدين بعد أما ركزت مع نفسي شوية أكتشفت إني كنت ضحية مؤامرة زرقا... أيوا زرقا أصل البيبسي أمريكاني عامله الأمريكان ولاد الـ ... ولا بلاش... هي ديه خطتهم... يحطوا الهباب السم الأسود بتاعهم في علب صفيح مقفولة جامد عشان أقع أنا في الراجل الغبي دة وأتخانق معاه ويشوهوا صورتي قدام الناس... ومش بعيد يكونوا عاملين كدة عشان الناس تتخانق مع بعضها... فرق تسد!!! أه يا شياطين يا ولاد الأبالسة... مش بعيد يكونوا بيوزعوا بيبسي ببلاش في اأفغانستان... وفي العراق على الخرس الشيعة والسنة... بس على مين... كشفت المؤامرة بتاعتهم خلاص.. (أصل أنا لماح)... من هنا ورايح حشرب ليبتون وبس.

المهم خلاص نفسي إتسدت بعد 9 ساعات جري بس...

وصحيت من النوم... قصدي روحت بيتنا...

مفكرة: لازم أشتري كورركتور عشان الفضايح... يوووووووووه قصدي الأخطاء الإملائية.

مذكرات أطاطا وشفيق العجلاتي

مذكرات أطاطا و شفيق العجلاتي

من هو شفيق العجلاتي؟

هو الرجل السلطوي الفوضوي المتعجرف المنتمي لفصيلة السنتمائيين السنكليحيين الكرخفيين المعوجة.

هو سنتمائي حيث تشتق الكلمة "سنتمائي" من الكلمة الأنجليزية Sentiment... وتعني أنة شخص ذو مشاعر مرهقة... عفوا مرهفة... بس من الناحية التانية.

أما كونه سنكليح فهو لأن عقله متمركز متمحور حول بعض القضايا التي تلف وتدور وترجع الى حيث كانت مرة أخرى... والله أعلم!

وأما كونه كرخفاً فهذا يرجع الى كونة شحليطاً والى أصولة الضاربه في أعماق التقعر و الأنشلاحية... وبس...

يظن نفسه مثقفا وهو بالفعل يبدو كذلك للوهلة الأولى حتى ترى طلعة فكره البهية حيث تدرك مدى تقعرة وسطحيته. فهو شخصية متقعرة ثقافياً هشه داخليا صلبة خارجيا مثل البطاطس المحمرة، لا يقبل إلا رأيه، لا يفهم إلا كلامه، لا يسمع إلا صوته و لايعقل إلا تصوره (الداداييزم).

أما ذلك الأنعواج الواضح في فصيلته فهو نتيجة طبيعية للسجائر الكليوباترا السوبر التي يدمنها ويدخنها بشراهة (بين كل سيجارتين سيجارة).

من هي أطاطا؟

عجوز شمطاء (أو تبدو كذلك) كساحرات "ماكبث" ناقصها مقشة وتتطير، ذات شخصية دموية عفوية سلطوية ذات نفوذ ضئيل و صوت طويل... (ما تسألنيش إزاي!)

تنتقد الناس نقداً لاذعاً، في حين أنها مثار سخرية الأخرين بتلك المشجرات و الأبونيهات (و ليس البونيهات) الجرجيرية اللي ضاربة على بني كما لونها تماماً. زيُها كزي الرجل الوطواط، دكتوره في نشر الإحباط، وإذا سألتها عن شئ تفر بإستعباط كالـ حنكلييُص الذي لا تدري ما هيته بالضبط. والغريب أنها تضع على وجهها نظارة لتنظر من فوقها لا من خلالها... ولهذا دلاله...

أما كونها دموية فليس لأنها تأكل لحوم البني أدمين بل لأنها تتفنن وتجد لذة شهوانية في إحراج وحرق دم البشر بكلامها الحجري و نظراتها المشمئزة القاتلة، فتحمر وجوه من يحدثوها غضبا لا خجلاً.

عفوية، تتفنن في إطلاق نيرن كلماتها اللاذعة بالذوق وكأنها توزع الشمعدان على أطفال الموالد. أما كونها متسلطه رغم نفوذها الضئيل فهذا ربما يكون نتيجة عقدة نقص واضحة (لقلة النفوذ) أو كنوع من التفاخر الدائم بعقليتها ومنطقها المتعجرفين.

المهم... شفيق و أطاطا قرروا يكتبوا مذكراتهم وهو دة اللي حنقراه...

** أطاطا وشفيق العجلاتي شخصيات واقعية تعيش بيننا، تتنفس هوائنا، تطبق على أنفاسنا، ترانا ونراها... ولكن لانفهمها أو ندركها. وإن كنتم لاتفهمون الوصف فهذا دلاله على طبيعة الشخصيات ذاتها...

والحدق يفهم...

A poem I loved (Arabic): "قلم" A Pen

جس الطبيب خافقي
وقال لي:
هل ها هنا الألم؟
قلت له: نعم
فشق بالمشرط جيب معطفي
وأخرج القلم!
هز الطبيب رأسة و مال وأبتسم
وقال لي:
ليس سوى قلم
فقلت لا يا سيدي
ه>ا يد... وفم
رصاصة... ودم
وتهمة سافرة... تمشي بلا قدم


Taken from Refusenik blog!

I can't love you... again

Sitting near the window,
Pretending to be looking through,
But all my eyes see is
A reflection of you...
I know you are looking at me
But I can't turn my face,
Please take your eyes away
They kill me slowly by pain...
A pain I am bound to suffer
A price I have to pay...
You are smiling there
While I am burning here
Still I can't turn to you
Is it hatred or is it fear?
I hated you once,
More than I loved you before.
I can't love you again,
Don't wanna hate you more.
As your tears fall
And my heart bleeds,
Only a reflection of you I see
That's all my heart needs.
Keep your eyes off mine!
I can't stand the pain,
Keep your eyes away!
I can't love you again!

The two wings and the nose of Sphinx

In the yellow vast desert there is a lion that looked like no other lion. His face is not a lion’s face, but a face of an imaginary creature that exists in illusions of other animals’ minds. His eyes are wide, his nose looks up in pride, his hair is a golden crown on his head and his body is strong like the rocks of the desert. The mighty lion’s name is Sphinx.

Century after century after century the young mighty Sphinx guarded the kingdom in which he was born. Fighting animals from every part of the world, he lost many battles. Yet, after every battle he had lost, he stood up and fought again and again. His courage and challenging soul overwhelmed his enemies and he finally prevailed.

One day Sphinx became lazy and thought he should enjoy some rest. Yet, his duty is eternal as long as he alive.
…
Laziness took over his challenging his spirit, and weakness tore his unmatched once-strong muscles. On that day, the red and blue cuckoo birds attacked Sphinx who was asleep on his golden throne. Being so weak in body and soul, he couldn’t defend his long resisting kingdom.
…
The cuckoos broke the nose of Sphinx and took over his golden throne.

Then years after years pass and Sphinx is alive, sitting all alone near the tombs of his great ancestors. His mind is working in laziness and diseases are eating up his idle body. Sphinx now has one wish that occupies his mind: “I wish I could have two wings, I wish I could fly!”.

Years keep passing, and Sphinx keeps writing his wish list every New Year’s Eve…. Meanwhile, animals from all over the world come to watch the remains of a mighty king who is wishing to have two wings rather healing his broken nose.

The Old Black Butterfly

Once upon a time, there was a butterfly that was so different from all butterflies. It was the oldest butterfly alive, and other butterflies used contemplate its all black body, red stomach and white horns. It’s because they knew it was different for its colors not for being so old. The black butterfly used to settle in one place on a very huge tree where all kinds of fruits grow. Then, on a very inspiring night, the butterfly tried to track the course of her life since it was born…. And thoughts started to flow…

“Oh my oh my, it has been so long since I came out of this very tense hot cocoon chrysalis. The world around me was just a plain lifeless horizon that it seemed like nothing but me exists. I started working and working and working, and made life for me, built a huge kingdom on this very huge tree. Every creature used to look up to me and be inspired by my astonishing wonderful kingdom. Good God, this is plain history, my great days are now history… this is disappointing. I still remember the bitter days when other butterflies grow larger and seemed like monsters. They wanted to attack me, enslave me and take over my tree. Well, be honest to yourself, old butterfly, and admit it, I thought my great history would fight for me. Yet, it didn’t. But I am still alive, yeah… I am alive… It must be my great history that keeps me alive despite all plots to take me down. Huh, they should know that the old butterfly will never fall… Umm, I will never fall? Then why do I feel death is knocking the gates of my once-mighty kingdom? Will I survive?
My once active mind is now lazy… will I survive? My strong wings go weaker and weaker… will I survive? Mess everywhere on my tree… will I survive? I am ruled by 70-year-old thoughts in a forest that develops every second… will I survive? I am thinking of my history and I am never inspired to revive it… do I know why? I am thinking of a history and never make history… do I know why? Every new youthful part in me dies in infancy… will I survive?.......
Calm down, old butterfly, everything is cool… I will stay alive, I will survive. Butterflies used to live and die around me but I always survive. Then that’s the way it always going to be.”

And the Old Black Butterfly falls asleep, giving up anxious thoughts and falsifying dreams to enjoy the ages it is going to sleep. Dreams never make history, dreams become history… a forgotten history.

One word counts….

A court room, one judge sits in his usual position. A suspect box to the right where a young man in blue is standing looking at the judge. No DA, no lawyer. The spectators’ seats are empty but of some police men.

Judge (shouting): Stop this nonsense; I don’t want to listen to you! We are running out of time.
Suspect (begging): Your honor, I just want to know what I am accused of.
Judge: You will know when you hear the verdict.
Suspect: Verdict?
Judge: Shut up or I will put you in jail!
Suspect: Put me in jail? Where the heck do you think I am now?
Judge: In a court room.
Suspect: And why am I in a court room? What did I do?
Judge: You should thank God you are in a court room.
Suspect: I am behind bars and I don’t know why… Your honor, please tell me why I am here.

Judge looks at a police man of a high rank sitting in the front row, and police man shakes his head in approval.

Judge: I think you are the luckiest person on planet earth. Whatever, you are accused of expressing your opinion in public and wearing unlawful colors.
Suspect: Oh God, your honor… there must be a mistake… I’ve never expressed my opinion. I dare say I have none… Believe me, your honor, there is a great mistake.
Judge: Shut up till I prepare the verdict.
Suspect: Your honor, please, give me a chance to defend myself!
Judge: Defend yourself? From who? Are you accusing the authorities of attacking you, you fool?
Suspect: -Oh no, your honor, please don’t get me wrong, I know you are truly wise and it must be a problem with me that made you misunderstand me. And I believe you are justice is never belittled compared to your wisdom. So please, your honor, give me a chance to speak, may be you will like my story.
Judge: hmm… Okay, you have 30 seconds to speak.
Suspect: Last night I was walking out of the subway station when I saw a newspaper headline saying “Justice For All”. For a moment I didn’t know what to think… Do we really need justice? And if it Justice for All now, does this mean we had no justice before? And..
Judge: - Enough, and I have to thank you for telling me this part of your story because it truly changed my verdict. You are no longer accused of expressing your opinion.
Suspect: Ohhh thank you, your honor..
Judge: - And so, I have to inform you that you are now accused of thinking. And after looking at what we have between our hand here, we find you guilty of wearing unlawful colors and thinking in public. Applying the law, you will be sentenced to death in the exact hour of an exact day, Take him away and bring the other.
Suspect: Your honor… please, you have to hear me…
Judge: I don’t need to, you are a dead man.
Suspect: I didn’t think unlawfully… I didn’t wear unlawful colors and
Judge: - you wore orange.
Suspect (shocked): It was my underwear that was orange.
Judge (smiling): This means you have been thinking deeply and unlawfully. (Knock knock) Session is over.

خطــــاب رئاسي هام

باسم الله .. و بمباركه آل مبارك نفتتح هذه الجلسه المبروكه ..

ايها الشعب المكسور الجناح .. ايتها الامه المتعلم عليها .. ايها الرعاع ..

نحن اليوم .. نحتفل و اياكم بمرور 1349 عاما على قيام العهد المباركي في مصر .. ونحن هنا لنشرب نخب النجاح الذي حققناه طوال هذه السنوات الـ1349 .. نحن هنا .. نقف معكم في وسط ميدان سوزان مبارك التاريخي .. لنشهد معكم هذه اللحظات الرائعه .. ولنملي عيوننا بهذه الابتسامات الباهته المرسومه على وجوهكم القذره .. التي قبلنا رغم جلال موقفنا و هيبه مقامنا ان نحكمها .. قابلين ان نكون في مستوى اقل كثيرا من حكام العالم المتقدم الذين يحكمون شعوبا تنير وجوهها بياض الثلج .. و تلمع في عيونها زرقة البحر .. و تغطي رؤوسها خيوط الذهب الشقراء .. تركنا كل هذا لنحكمكم يا ( حثاله ) .. شعب طال به الوجود داخل الافران والمستودعات حتى صارت جلودكم النتنه سمراء قاحله .. و حتى اكتست شعوركم بسواد قلوبكم .. و انغمرتم حتى اردافكم في مياه المجاري و الاوحال ..
ايها الشعب المقزز .. اننا اليوم لنحب ان نذكركم بانجازاتنا التاريخيه على ارض مصر .. والتي يصر اطراف المعارضه المبتوره على التقليل منها .. رغم انها اعظم من ان تدارى .. و اجل من ان يحط من قدرها .. لكننا اليوم جئنا نعلنها للعالم .. لتعلموا ايها الشعب و قبل اي احد اخر قدر ما تبذله حكوماتكم الرشيده من اجلكم ..
ان خطه الصلاح التي قادها جدنا العظيم مبارك الاول .. و التي استمرت على مدى اجيال متعاقبه .. استطاعت ان تنتصر على كل الثورات والانقلابات سواء تلك التي بدأها الاخوان في مصر منذ عهود غابره في اوائل القرن الـ21 .. او تلك التي تلتها على يد طلبه الجامعه الامريكيه .. او عمال مصانع النسيج في المحله الكبرى .. ولا يفوتني ان اذكركم بمصير تلك الفئه الضاله التي خرجت من ارض المحله الكبرى عام 2300م والتي ظنت انها تستطيع حمايه ممتلكاتها في مدينه المحله التاريخيه .. و بالطبع يمكنكم جميعا زياده انقاض هذه المدينه التي كانت موجوده حتى العام 2300م .. و يمكنكم كذلك زياره المتحف الذي اقيم على انقاض هذه المدينه لتروا بأم اعينكم جزاء الانقلاب على الحكم و السلطه ..
ايها الشعب .. ان طريق الاصلاح مازال مستمر .. رغم ايدي الحاقدين و المشككين .. وبرامج الاصلاح مستمره رغم الامتعاضات من بطئها .. لقد وعدناكم بزياده المرتبات .. ونحن عند الوعد ان شاء الله .. و سيتم زياده المرتبات بنسبه 10% كبدايه لوعد الرئيس الخالد مبارك الاول .. و في موعد اقصاه 10 اعوام .. كما انني ارسلت تعليمات شديده اللهجه الى وزير الداخليه السيد تامر هيثم ظاظا حبيب العادلي .. بسرعه الافراج عن المعتقلين في السجون .. وذلك حتى يتم توريد الدفعه الجديده من المعتقلين في بدايه العام الجديد .. و لقد وعدني السيد العادلي بسرعه الافراج عن المعتقلين الـ3,859,395 الذين تم القبض عليهم في العمليه الأخيره لجهاز امن الدوله .. كما وصلني وعد مباشر من السيد وزير الخارجيه .. ميشو زيزو روقه ابو الغيط .. بسرعه ترحيل هؤلاء المعتقلين خارج الاراضي المصريه حتى لا يكونوا
عبئا على الدوله بكل ما يملكون من عاهات مستديمه و اعاقات فكريه ..
اما شكوى المواطنين من انقطاع التيار الكهربائي عن محافظات القاهره و الجيزه و الاسكندريه و الغربيه و الشرقيه .. خلال ال5 اعوام الاخيره و بشكل مستمر .. فاني احب ان اطمئنهم .. لان الكهرباء قادمه في الطريق ان شاء الله .. لاتقلقوا ايها الشعب .. الكهربا جايه جايه .. و قد قمنا بتوقع عقد استيراد الكهرباء من الولايات الاسرائيليه المتحده .. و ستصل الشحنه الاولى من الكهرباء الى ميناء ستوته الدولي .. قادمه من ميناء السويس الاسرائيلي ..
ايها الشعب .. الهايف .. ان حكومتكم الرشيده .. عايزه مصلحتكم .. و بتحبكم زي ولادها بالضبط .. و بتعاملكم كأنكم في بيتكم بالضبط .. منت عليكم بالخير ..والاموال .. و اعطتكم منازل في مناطق العشوائيات .. ويكفينا ان مياه الامطار مازالت تهطل عليكم بدون رسوم .. ولكن احذركم من اي تعديات على منازل المواطنين الامريكان و الاسرائيلين الشرفاء في محافظات شرم الشيخ و الغردقه و الاقصر .. و اعلموا ان قرار منع المصريين من دخول هذه المناطق بالاضافه الى خط الساحل الشمالي انما هو ساري التنفيذ و قد اصدرت اوامري باطلاق النار على اي مصري يتواجد داخل حدود هذه المناطق .. و كل واحد متعلق من عرقوبه ..
ايها الشعب .. انا زهقت و عايز انام .. يالا من هنا .. و ديني .. لو عديت لعشره و لقيت بني آدم منكم واقف قدامي هنا او بيتفرج عليه في التلفزيون هتكون ليله امه سوده ..

والسلام عليكم و رحمه الله و بركاته


جزء من خطاب السيد ( مبروك مبارك المبروكي بركه المبارك بركاتك بركه مباركه ) رئيس الجمهوريه

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A Waitress...

It is almost 1 am, I have been driving for more than 4 hours… Now I really need some rest. Far away I see a restaurant on the left side of the road… I think it’s the best place to have some rest.

Minutes later…

The restaurant is almost empty but of old chairs and dirty medium round tables. All choices available are even, there is no table better than the other, so I throw myself on the chair to the nearest table....

Waiting for a waitress to come…