Showing posts with label mom. Show all posts
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Dec 14, 2013

أنا وأبو عبندة والحمار الثلجي


بجوز الخبر الوحيد عن المنخفض اللي انبسطت لمّا سمعته السنة... لإنو المهم إنه مش زي ثلجة الثلاثة وتسعين.. لإنّا بثلجة الثلاثة وتسعين كنّا صغار، مكيفين، مش سائلين، لا قلقانين بتقنين استخدام الصوبة بعد استنفاد الجرة الثانية، ولا بالخبز (اللي ما اشترينا منه ١٥ كيلو) ولا بالدكاكين فتحت ولا ما فتحت، ولا بـ presentation يوم الإثنين اللي الله يستر شو رح يصير فيها.. ولا بالفيزا اللي كل يوم تأخير وعطلة بهدد إنها تطلعلي في الوقت المناسب... كنّا صغار، مكيفين، مش سائلين.. مش فاهمين أصلاً.. ولا بنعرف مين أبو عبندة.. كل اللي بنعرفه إنه الدنيا ثلج! وإنو أبو عبندة زبطت معه المرّة.. كان أبو عبندة مذيع النشرة الجويّة في التلفزيون الأردني رجل الساعة!
حديقة الشورى بالذراع محل ما كنّا ساكنين بالذراع كانت إشي ساحر، الترابية اللي كنّا نلعب فيها قدم مع "النتاتفة" والشجرة اللي طالعة بنص الملعب كانت حلوة لأوّل مرّة..   كل إشي كان حلو .. وأهم إشي.. كان أبوي موجود، وأمي بصحتها قبل ما تهد الأدوية حيلها، و"عمّو سالم" وولاده أجو عنّا، ودار الدكتور محمود، ودار أبو فادي... وطلعنا كلنا ولعبنا بالثلج... وأبوي عمللنا حمار ثلجي :) لإنو كان هيك.. دايماً بشوف الأمور من زاوية ثانية لمّا الكل يكون شايفها من زاوية وحدة.

صراحة.. كل مرّة بتثلّج، بكون بيني وبين حالي خايف تطلع أخبار تحكي إنو هاي الثلجة أقوى من ثلجة الثلاثة وتسعين و"تتفوّق" على الثلجة اللي كل سنة بنحكي عنها وبنتذكرها وبنقارن فيها، بخاف يصير في ثلجة الألفين وإشي وتختفي "الثلجة الكبيرة" من ذاكرتنا الجمعية.. الثلجة اللي ما كان فيها صور موبايلات ولا فيسبوك ولا live updates.. الثلجة اللي عالأغلب كل ما مر وقت أكثر عليها بتصير أحلى براسك.. الثلجة اللي كنت فيها ولد صغير، مكيّف، مش سائل، مع أبوي وأمّي.

Mar 21, 2009

سلام عليك | Happy Mothers Day

To my readers ,Mama bloggers ( Diana,Kinzi,MommaBean,and UmOmar) ,and all the mothers in the world , wish you all happiness and well being on Mothers Day and every other day ,

To my own mother I'd say this,the quotes i always identified with 

سلام عليك وأنت تعدين نار الصباح
سلام عليك سلام عليك 
 أما آن لي أن أقدم بعض الهدايا إليك 
أما آن لي أن أعود إليك
 لديني لأشرب منك حليب البلاد... 
حليب البلاد... حليب البلاد 
وأبقى صبيا على ساعديك 
وابقي صبيا إلى أبد الآبدين
خذيني، اذا عدت يوما
وشاحا لهدبك
و غطي عظامي بعشب
تعمد من طهر كعبك
و شدي وثاقي
بخصلة شعر
بخيط يلوح في ذيل ثوبك
عساني أصير إلها
إلها أصير 
إذا ما لمست قرارة قلبك

Today's sound track 

Nov 25, 2008

The Great Women of My Life

There is something about women, that is so...unique?! if there is a word to describe it, when a woman love she gives, enormously and unconditionally , in an unimaginable way, I don't know and can't understand how they do it ,its just in them, and once one of those crossed your path, they leave a permanent print, which also puzzles me ,I can't understand how they do that-to me at least -,I find it very glamorous and enticing.

 Now why has this been crossing my mind lately I have no idea ! probably has to do with my fascination with this amazing French girl I recently met, and as usual , my too conscious and grossly subjective mind took me from thinking of the girl on the surface to think of the ones who mattered for real, and as usual ,because I can't easily give people credit for what they do ,compliment them, or tell them how I really feel about them -because I've got serious issues :/ - I find myself wanting to write it down and put it out there, hoping that someone would think "ohh how nice", and therefore the feeling of guilt of not telling these people what I want to say in their faces would hopefully go away, kinda tricking myself, but you see I'm grossly subjective goddamn me I can't really trick myself, but I’ll give it a shot .

 1st is my mother , and my mother haven't had the easiest ride of life , its not the usual mom sacrifices which are tremendous ,but being ill since the age of 20, a divorcee who could not witness 10 years of her children's life except for holidays ,and despite all that keep working ,teaching, for a whole 25 years ,staying as strong yet as emotional and vulnerable as you'd expect a mom to be, devoting -Hello Lady_D :) - her whole life , literally ,for her kids whom at times were ungrateful ,and eventually seeing how forgiving and giving she still is after they united ,gives her a higher status than all the moms I could think of . I live now to make her happy, thats my 1st priority in life, if I do that then I have no problem dying the next day, you know that part of Marcel's song ? "و أعشق عمري لأني إذا مت أخجل من دمع أمي؟" that’s my bible, I live by that .The other day I had a nightmare in which I was to be executed ,and when they asked me what’s my last wish was, I told them to bring me a tape recorder, so i could record myself pretending to answer her phone call "hello...ahlannn...I'm good...how are you?...me too...i miss you too...yes I'll come back I just need to finish some work here...I have to go,I love you too,I love you I love you " and told them to call her once a month and play the recorder hoping that she'd buy it!

 My sister of course comes next ,she was the mom when there was no mom, always my best friend ,the kindest person to me ever, no matter what I did, and no matter how harshly she scolded me for keeping my room in constant chaos ,always took care of me, the almighty strong Naser as if I was a baby ! at times, I wished I could be her ,so she won't have to go through what she had to go through !I still do sometimes, now she is all grown up, successful, and about to be married , and she is still taking care of me! Not by waking up when I got back late from work to make me a cup of tea and a sandwich and get back to sleep. but overseas ! I can't overcome the idea that she'll no longer be my sister end of story. can’t grasp the idea of this new man comin into her life, I hate it, I know I know ... I had been talked about it enough but I still can't grasp it ,7or ana.I only wish I can pay her back somehow .

 A friend I had at the university, excluding my mom and sister, the most giving and generous girl I've ever met, so extremely unconditionally loved me and been there for me, knowing that I can't commit to loving her back as much, not because I didn't love her back, but the conditions could be tricky sometimes ,this one I know I haven't paid back enough, and when I tried it  was a lil bit too late ,but I'll never ever forget what she'd done for me that’s for sure .

 And last but not least, my ex boss, a single mom, and i don't think there is a tougher thing in the world than a single mom, such a role model ,independent, successful, strong, and so amazingly generous ,and when I say generous, I don't mean financially generous, that’s the easy part, its to give without being asked or obligated to, to give of your time and mind to someone else ,to help when you can, she had done me the greatest favor in my life ,if it wasn't for what she'd done to help me I wouldn't be able to be here, somehow, actually i wouldn't be able to do anything else before i have dealt with that ...and for that I’m forever grateful  .

 It is so beautiful to have connected with those 4 great women on this deep level ,I am so appreciative of that, I don't really believe in luck, but I can't find a better  justification to have been related to these people except for being lucky ! and that’s as "lucky" can get from me . People, tell the people you love I LOVE YOU, before its too late ,I’ll probably star with myself .

May 23, 2008

bull

I need more years, i figured.
Young and old are relative matters ,time is running either way ,what if life gave you from one side and took from the other one ?would you still be happy with what you got ?what if the taken is so precious ,an invaluable ,but what you were given is critical to have ,or was critical, to help what was taken big time.

You run. Like a bull, actually, you are a bull, in an endless bull fight side show, it’s only a matter of life and death for you, bull .others are only spectators, if you had any spectators anyway. The auditorium is not round though, The Coliseum is too romantic,wake up. there is no going back here, its one narrow way, all the way, till the very end .this time you don't chase the red flag ,I'd think of it sometimes as if the red flag was tied around your eyes, gray is all what you see, remember ,bulls are color blind, often by choice!

you are running full speed, using your senses and feelings to dodge the Matadors ahead ,that’s quite high bet you put on yourself you know !but if you are not willing to bet on yourself ,why should anyone else do ? No one fights your fights! That’s what we learn, the hard way.

I guess at the end, you shall be praying for a bit of good luck, a blessing indeed, so along the way, when you finally get what you've been running your life for, you have a glorious chance to give back - to whom will be taken - before fate plays it's game.

In a perfect world, I'd tell time to stay still where she is and unleash me where I am, I will survive my fight, and then, give her all I wish to give her before she is gone, in a perfect world!

She is not greedy though, they’re never greedy .They are where “giving” came from. Happy they want you to be, and that’s all what matters to them.
Bless all moms.