Wednesday, February 22, 2012

كريم خوزام


انهاردة يا كريم واقفين عشانك

واقفين بس كان نفسنا نكون مكانك

والنهاردة عشانك هنقول بأعلي صوت

مين الكاذبون حتي لو هنموت


بكت عليك كام عين

واتجرح فيك كام قلب

و عدي علينا سواد الليل

واحنا لسه تحت حكم العسكر الكلب


كلنا عشانك واقفين

كلنا للحريه طالبين

يعني هي الجامعة هتعملنا ايه

ناقص ترفدنا لكن ليه


عشان بندافع عن واحد مات

و لا عشان مبني اليوو و السيهات

معلش يا يوو معلش يا سي

اصل اللي مات ده مكنتيش دريانه بيه

اعدتي تاكلي و تقطعي فيه

و هو يعيني مع الكورة تلاقيه


هنجيب حقك يا خوزام

هما لسه ميعرفوش احنا كام

كام واحد بيهتف و يصرخ ليك

اصل الحرية كانت في ايديك


ارتاح يا كريم هنكمل المشوار

ده انت سبت وراك كتير ثوار




ن.م. ٢٣/٢/٢٠١٢




Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Moment of Truth

I don’t know how to start this, what to say or even what to do. Today I realized something very important by asking myself a very important question “why do people remember each other when somebody dies?”

Unfortunately today one of my dearest friend’s dad died and I went to say my condolences. I’ve never seen Hala soo broken, because she isn’t the type who is negative or pessimistic, on the contrary, she is beautiful, light and fun to be around. She always brought the smile with her to where ever she was, even today as she mourned the loss of her father she looked at me and gave me the most heart-warming smile ever.

I sat there and wondered how she felt at that particular moment then I suddenly started thanking God that I had both my parents with me. Oh that was such a blessing that my tears started streaming down my face “Elhamdolelallah, Elhamdolelallah” was all I kept saying.

I sat there silently crying looking at everyone around me, people whom I haven’t seen in years came to say their condolences too and just suddenly everything seemed soo small, soo unimportant and I started to think about all the stupid things I do, all that time I waste and all the blessings I have that I never appreciate.

It was truly an eye opening moment to me as to how my life has taken a very let’s say trashy turn. What was I doing with it? I always complained to my parents and never said thank you, I never ask about my relatives or grand parents because I’m too busy going out and I’m always giving my whole attention to those who don’t deserve it. What do I need for me to start noticing all my wrong doings? , Does someone have to die? Is that the only way to remember them?

Answering these questions only came in tears,I can’t imagine how a horrible person I’ve become.

I don’t feel sorry for Hala because I am sure that God will help her through this, she is strong and beautiful and I envy her for her strength and thanks to Hala today she might’ve just changed my whole perspective on life.


Before I leave you I ask you all please to read “Al Fateha” for Hala’s dad and pray for him please. RIP. Thank you.

ربي ادخله اوسع جناتك و ارحمه و ثبته عند السؤال و قه عذاب النار و صبر احباءه يا صبار يا رحيم.


بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم، الحمد لله رب العالمين، الرحمن الرحيم، مالك يوم الدين، اياك نعبد واياك نستعين، اهدنا الصراط للمستقيم، صراط اللذين انعمت عليهم، غير الغضوب عليهم و للضالين،آمين، صدق الله العظيم


NM.21/2/2012

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Count Your Blessings

I think I wrote here about a million times that I find it very intriguing and satisfying to lay down any crap on this blog. It kind of makes me feel alive. And yet as I every time say it is to my unfortunate luck that I find nothing interesting to say about my life so I chose to only post poetry or small notes.

I just wonder, people who blog, blog for whom? if it’s a form of personal diary, who would be out there interested in what you did yesterday, today or what you’re going to do tomorrow?. I wouldn’t be interested for sure.
However, it is writing that cleanses my soul, so today I chose to write and bore you with details about my lovely life.
It’s four days till vacation ends and feels like it never started. I’m not going to call myself unlucky, but really all I needed in this very short vacation was to rub my feet in the soft cold sand or watch the waves crash the grounds quietly. Yes, all I wanted was the world to just slow down and a moment of peace. Yet, of course exactly the opposite happened.

Starting with the massacre in Portsaid, which came in really as a shock as to how the human life in Egypt became very cheap. The amount of people who died, cried and were forever psychologically damaged from this massacre just broke my heart. I went into a state of depression, because it just felt like every where I look I see death, every red color I see instantly turns to blood and everything suddenly turns black from the sadness and misery.
And not only does it have a psychological effect but a physical one too. One minute I was fine the next minute suddenly my blood pressure dropped and I couldn’t breath.

Yes I sleep enough hours, and I go out almost everyday, see different people and do different things and that can be called a break, but really what needed the break most and never found it was my mind, full of thoughts, full of worry it needed to be cleared with a trip to somewhere in the middle of nowhere with no news, nobody dying, crying or suffering.

However, we don’t always get what we wish for though and maybe that’s for the best, as they say, be careful what you wish for, cause you just might get it all and then maybe one day you’ll realize you never needed it in the first place.

So maybe we need to stop looking for reason to be sad and focus on the small things that make us happy.
Happiness lies within us, it’s with the people we chose to laugh with, it’s going to the places we love, eating our favorite dish, or doing something we love to do, just like I’m doing now.

So, I’m sitting here and thinking that maybe I should direct that advice to me and just be happy with my life.

Before I leave you after all this boring talk, I have a list of thank yous to deliver.

Thank you God for giving me the blessing of a family and friends for without them I wouldn’t make it a day further.
Thank you for making me a successful person and always showing me that if I work hard, I’ll always be rewarded.
Thank you God for the blessing of great health, home, food and clothes.
Thank you for making my life soo beautiful, even though sometimes I leave all that and be upset about the tiny unimportant things I don’t have.


Even if I’m the not the happiest person alive now, I’m thankful, because God has blessed me with soo much, that by time it seems like the norm.

Count your blessings and be safe y’all.

NM.15.2.2012

Friday, February 3, 2012

انت مصري حر

الشهيد قاعد في قبره زعلان

اصل اخواته نزلوا و سابوا الميدان


راحوا وقفوا عند الوزاره

كأن اللي هيجيب حقه حتت عماره


عماره كان فيها من مسؤل يحمينا

بس هو من زمان اوي غدر بينا


ركز علي هدفك و انزل الميدان

انزل مسيره و اطلق العنان


لهتاف يهد قصور وجبال

و ابعد احسن عن الجدال


انا مش اصدي افور دمك يا ثورجي

دول اصلا كلاب اللي بيقولوا عليك بلطجي


انت مصري شريف

مش واحد ضعيف


انت مصري حر

قادر يقف قصاد كل شر


NM.4.2.2012



Thursday, February 2, 2012

انا اسفه يا شهيد

I sat there staring at the closed blinds in my room, staring for hours, imagining things. It sure had the effect of blinding, the name was well fit. But today, my blinds were not the reason I chose to close my eyes. I closed my eyes because they couldn’t stand more of what’s happening, they couldn’t see more blood. My mind just couldn’t handle more death. I kept repeating the idea in my mind; maybe if I repeat it I might discover that it’s just purely my imagination that the massacre yesterday in Port Said just hasn’t happened. But not only does that not happen, I even begin to think what if it was my brother? My father? My best friend?

The circle of death gets closer everyday, you know what I mean?” Farida said.

Of course I do, it gets closer and closer every fucking day.

But even so, those who died, died for what? They surely couldn’t have died in vain. NO. I chose to believe not. If it’s not for my sake, it's for the sake of their fresh blood.

I look to myself in the mirror and wonder of how their mothers will wake up to the news of their son’s deaths, really how can a person just imagine that!!?

Then I pray to God for forgiveness, it surely is because God is angry. Or, maybe it’s happening because, those who died before are screaming for their rights.

I don’t know

I puzzled

I’m confused

All I Know now is that I can’t see more Blood being spilt,

I can’t watch my brothers die and stay silent.

I have to do something, I have to act.

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انا اسفه يا شهيد

بسببك بكره جي جديد

دمك مش هيروح هدر

حتي لو ده القضاء و القدر


انا اسفه يا ورده الربيع

حقك والله مهوش هيضيع


احنا عشانك احنا نموت

او عشانك نهتف باعلي صوت


انا اسفه انك مت علي ايدين واحد خسيس

بس دمك ده والله ما هو رخيص


متبكيش يا ام البطل المجيد

ابنك بيبتسم في قبره و كفنوا جديد


بيقولك انا عند ربي شهيد

و ما احلي الموت في بلدي كشهيد


انا اسفه يا شهيد

قريب هنلتقي من جديد

و ساعتها تبقي الدنيا عيد




NM.3/2/2012

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

27




In the midst of a very boring night, I decided to watch “27” again which is a movie project done for the GUC directed and produced by my friends and colleagues at the university. I had watched the movie the day of the presentation, and was surely very amazed of how a great final product it came out to be.


However today I watched it again carefully and was even more amazed of how meticulous their work was. The attention to the little details, like how they dealt with Belal in the desert and how the patient connected that to reality, and the moment of truth he had in the middle that he couldn't just take this anymore and finally his suicidal attempt and how peaceful it looked in his own projection of it. The Part where they were carrying him to his room just gave me the chills. How Belal managed to transfer to me the feeling of that patient I don’t know, but he sure is a talented one. Everything about it was just perfected.


I was soo touched at how these guys understood the feeling soo much that they could convey it on the screen in such an accurate enjoyable way. So cheers to you guys, you have all the future ahead of you to make even greater movies. It is such an honor to know all you talented people.

Go on never stop :)


Here's a link to the movie, if you haven't watched it:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ZihoH1XPEc&feature=share


Belal Rabah

Karim Tarek Mousa

Karim Sherif

Mina Essam

Ihab Nabil

Mark Naguib

and all who helped,

chapeau!



NM.1/2/2012