Paris, 4

Perhaps this is the third time i mention the same song, but i can't help it. This is a version of a song that contains a triple favorites , my favorite chanteuse, favorite city, and favorite song about this city ,

Tu ressembles au chagrin
Ça m'fait un mal de chien ... ...

أنا قلبى داب

نقطع جبال وودان(وديان) ....
يمكن ننساها... الأحزان...
أنا قلبى... ... دااااب

أنا اللى قلبى بيدووووووووب يا سعاد !!



يمكن التسجيل مش قد كده بس أنا حطيتها عشان متسجلة فى القاهرة و يمكن لو كنت لقيت تسجيل من حفلة إسكندرية كنت حطيته مهما كانت حالته
بس أنا زعلانة من 10/10 دى يعنى إحنا فى حفلة إسكندرية ماكناش 10 على 10 :) ............ شوية تعصب: :)))))))) من نفسى

Good Morning Heartache , Billie Holiday

Loved this one ,

Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seems you have gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but you're here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you
Good morning heartache whats new

Stop haunting me now
Can't shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I've got those monday blues
Straight to sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to you hanging around
Good morning heartache...
... ... ... ... ...
Sit down

Stupid MEEEEEEEEEEEEE :@

Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.

Unknown

Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped.

Elbert Hubbard (1856 - 1915)

The two most common elements in the universe are Hydrogen and stupidity.

Harlan Ellison (1934 - )

Against stupidity the gods themselves contend in vain.

Friedrich von Schiller (1759 - 1805)

Strange as it seems, no amount of learning can cure stupidity, and higher education positively fortifies it.

Stephen Vizinczey, An Innocent Millionaire

There is nothing worse than aggressive stupidity.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (1749 - 1832)

Real stupidity beats artificial intelligence every time.

Terry Pratchett, Hogfather

I hate me

Yesterday was one of my bad days, i hate me when i lose my temper, i become explosive yet very vulnerable and that's even worse, the worse of all for me. Very tense has been my usual mood for quite some time now, but to explode, in the face of people whom i love and respect and appreciate is not my best situation. Still it happend, and i hated me for that. Despite my friend's saying it was normal and acceptable, yet , i hate me :(

Hard rock :)

Last November i wrote about something that i admit i like, rocks, i started with gypsum for "teasing" reasons ;) and the title was Soft Rock. What i really wanted since then and even before that -and was delayed for whatever reasons - was to write about what i really like; this Hard Rock, the hardest of all rocks, Diamonds.

Today, i was introduced to a Swarovski ring, and i never saw Swarovski crystal before, it was amazing and it revived this state of mind of writing about diamonds from My point of view.
I like them very much; but not for the girl's best friend concept , though very impressive economic concept i admit :) . It's just that I fell in love with the sudden glow of a diamond in face of light. I'm not an expert in diamonds but even the lowest value diamond can give me a shiver when it suddenly boooooom "Glows". I just feel happy watching this glow as if hearing music !!.
I don't know, but i feel like a blazing fire is burning inside the glowig diamond, and that this fire is cold as ice, an icy blazing fire, that's the feeling i alwayes get !! and i alwayes like it.
When i asked my friend today what she feels when seeing a crystal or a diamond glowing , she said that she doesn't feel much, like it but that's all. Well , i feel happy and light-hearted, really , and i follow the diamond with my eyes to catch a sight of every glow of it. Is that normal, apparently not, my friend laughed when i told her what i feel; and i suppose most of my friends will do :)

And by the way, this feeling has nothing to do with the size of the diamond , even the smallest can do this to me ! :)

Mahna Mahna

I LOVE this song , since i was a little girl :) and i used to tease a friend with it when we were working together in a project some years ago :)

When i saw the video lately the nonsense of it made me smile. I am like these pink snowths , i start to hum a nice song and out of the blue a Mahna Mahna comes out and starts to spoile it with its none sense. So , i guess the question IS , when will Mahna Mahna stop :D

Love ,lost or found

The heart has its reasons which reason knows not of.

Blaise Pascal

Love takes up where knowledge leaves off.

Saint Thomas Aquinas

Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

Jane Austen

Love is the beauty of the soul.

Saint Augustine

When love is not madness, it is not love.

Pedro Calderon de la Barca

What law, what reason can deny that gift so sweet, so natural that God has given a stream, a fish, a beast, a bird?

Pedro Calderon de la Barca

The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.

Carl Jung

These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night's arms.

Pedro Calderon de la Barca

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.

Thomas Carlyle

Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Footfalls echo in the memory, down the passage which we did not take, towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden.

T. S. Eliot

At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet.

Plato

First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.

George Bernard Shaw

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

Anais Nin

That Love is all there is,
Is all we know of Love.

Emily Dickinson

قهوتى السوداء

صاحبتى قالت لى أقرأ لك الفنجان . أول مرة أعرف إنها تعرف تقرأ الفنجان... ...على خفيف . طبعا الله اعلم . هي قالت 5 معلومات .الأولى صحيحة لانها حالية ولازالت سارية . الباقى بقى ...................... ربنا يستر

Hope of deliverance, Paul McCartney

I will always be hoping, hoping.
You will always be holding, holding
My heart in your hand. I will understand.

I will understand someday, one day.
You will understand always,
Always from now until then.

When it will be right, I don't know.
What it will be like, I don't know.
We live in hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

Hope of deliverance, hope of deliverance.
Hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

And I wouldn't mind knowing, knowing
That you wouldn't mind going, going along with my plan.

When it will be right, I dont know.
What it will be like, I dont know.
We live in hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

Hope of deliverance, hope of deliverance.
Hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

Hope of deliverance, hope of deliverance.
Hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

Hope of deliverance, hope of deliverance.
Hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

Hope of deliverance, hope of deliverance.
Hope of deliverance from the darkness that surrounds us.

Harvey , 1950

Well, this is the first of two special movies i've watched when i was really young, about 8-9 years old but no more. I can see me back then sitting in bed in the dark and watching it late in a cold night, alone. It is special because back then i didn't know a word in english except, yes , no and good morning i suppose. And certainly i didn't know much about ameriacan actors or movies. All i'm sure i was good at was reading the arabic subtitles fast enough to understand what's happening. And so i liked this movie very much, i think i thought it was very funny back then, and i never really forgot it, the face of James Stewart was printed in my head. So when i grew up a little i recognized him immediatly. He is one of my favorite american actors of all time. But i had to wait for more than 20 years to see Harvey again , a week ago , and it wasn't just this funny movie from my childhood. Some how it made me think of a lot of things, some parts of the dialogue are more than brilliant that -when delivered by Jimmy- it hurts. Anyway, if Elwood P. Dowd ; Jimmy Stewart's character was a drunk in this movie, then we all need to get drunk a little.
The second movie was a totally different genre, The Old Man and the Sea starring Spencer Tracy !!

My favorite quotes ,

Elwood P. Dowd: I'd just put Ed Hickey into a taxi. Ed had been mixing his rye with his gin, and I just felt that he needed conveying. Well, anyway, I was walking down along the street and I heard this voice saying, "Good evening, Mr. Dowd." Well, I turned around and here was this big six-foot rabbit leaning up against a lamp-post. Well, I thought nothing of that because when you've lived in a town as long as I've lived in this one, you get used to the fact that everybody knows your name. And naturally I went over to chat with him. And he said to me... he said, "Ed Hickey was a little spiffed this evening, or could I be mistaken?" Well, of course, he was not mistaken. I think the world and all of Ed, but he was spiffed. Well, we talked like that for awhile and then I said to him, I said, "You have the advantage on me. You know my name and I don't know yours." And, and right back at me he said, "What name do you like?" Well, I didn't even have to think twice about that. Harvey's always been my favorite name. So I said to him, I said, "Harvey." And, uh, this is the interesting thing about the whole thing: He said, "What a coincidence. My name happens to be Harvey."

Wilson: Who's Harvey?
Miss Kelly: A white rabbit, six feet tall.
Wilson: Six feet?
Elwood P. Dowd: Six feet three and a half inches. Now let's stick to the facts.

Dr. Sanderson: Think carefully, Dowd. Didn't you know somebody, sometime, someplace by the name of Harvey? Didn't you ever know anybody by that name?
Elwood P. Dowd: No, no, not one, Doctor. Maybe that's why I always had such hopes for it.

Elwood P. Dowd: I always have a wonderful time, wherever I am, whomever I'm with.

Elwood P. Dowd: Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, "In this world, Elwood, you must be" - she always called me Elwood - "In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant." Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.

Veta Louise Simmons: Myrtle Mae, you have a lot to learn, and I hope you never learn it.

Elwood P. Dowd: Harvey and I sit in the bars... have a drink or two... play the juke box. And soon the faces of all the other people they turn toward mine and they smile. And they're saying, "We don't know your name, mister, but you're a very nice fella." Harvey and I warm ourselves in all these golden moments. We've entered as strangers - soon we have friends. And they come over... and they sit with us... and they drink with us... and they talk to us. They tell about the big terrible things they've done and the big wonderful things they'll do. Their hopes, and their regrets, and their loves, and their hates. All very large, because nobody ever brings anything small into a bar. And then I introduce them to Harvey... and he's bigger and grander than anything they offer me. And when they leave, they leave impressed. The same people seldom come back; but that's envy, my dear. There's a little bit of envy in the best of us.

The Taxi Driver: ...I've been driving this route for 15 years. I've brought 'em out here to get that stuff, and I've drove 'em home after they had it. It changes them... On the way out here, they sit back and enjoy the ride. They talk to me; sometimes we stop and watch the sunsets, and look at the birds flyin'. Sometimes we stop and watch the birds when there ain't no birds. And look at the sunsets when its raining. We have a swell time. And I always get a big tip. But afterwards, oh oh... They crab, crab, crab. They yell at me. Watch the lights. Watch the brakes, Watch the intersections. They scream at me to hurry. They got no faith in me, or my buggy. Yet, it's the same cab, the same driver. and we're going back over the very same road. It's no fun. And no tips... After this he'll be a perfectly normal human being. And you know what stinkers they are!

Mrs. Ethel Chauvenet: Does Elwood see anybody these days?
Veta Louise Simmons: Oh, yes, Aunt Ethel, Elwood sees *somebody*.

Elwood P. Dowd: You see, science has overcome time and space. Well, Harvey has overcome not only time and space, but any objections.
Dr. Chumley: Fly specks, fly specks! I've been spending my life among fly specks while miracles have been leaning on lampposts at 18th and Fairfax!

Dr. Chumley: This sister of yours is at the bottom of a conspiracy against you. She's trying to persuade me to lock you up. Today, she had commitment papers drawn up. She has your power of attorney and the key to your safety box, and she brought you here!
Elwood P. Dowd: My sister did all that in one afternoon. That Veta certainly is a whirlwind, isn't she?

Elwood P. Dowd: That's envy my dear, there's a little bit of envy in the best of us.

[last lines]
Elwood P. Dowd: Well, thank you Harvey! I prefer you too.

Mailman: Beautiful day...
Elwood P. Dowd: Oh, every day is a beautiful day.

Dr. Sanderson: I think that your sister's condition stems from trauma.
Elwood P. Dowd: From what?
Dr. Sanderson: Uh, trauma. Spelled t-r-a-u-m-a. It means shock. There's nothing unusual about it. There's the "birth trauma" - the shock of being born...
Elwood P. Dowd: That's the one we never get over.

Elwood P. Dowd: [talking about Harvey] Did I tell you he could stop clocks?
Dr. Chumley: To what purpose.
Elwood P. Dowd: Well, you've heard the expression; 'his face would stop a clock'.
Dr. Chumley: Mm-hmm.
Elwood P. Dowd: Well, Harvey can look at your clock... and stop it. And you can go anywhere you like, with anyone you like, and stay as long as you like, and when you get back... not one minute will have ticked by.

Elwood P. Dowd: Miss Kelly, you make this flower look beautiful.

اسكتوا بأه

أرجوك‏:‏ توقف عن لوم نفسك
بقلم : منير عامر

في كثير من الأحيان نجد الصوت الداخلي في أعماقنا وهو يعلو بلوم الواحد منا لنفسه‏.‏ وفي قليل من الأحيان نملك جدارة مواجهة هذا الصوت فنصدر له الأمر بالتوقف عن لوم النفس‏.‏ وبين الاستماع إلي همسات اللوم التي يفوق ضجيجها أي ضجيج آخر علي الرغم أن أحدا لا يسمعه غيرنا ـ وبين القدرة علي أن نأمر تلك الأصوات بالصمت‏,‏ لابد لنا أن نملك القدرة علي النظر تحت أقدامنا لنعيش اللحظة التي نحياها الآن بإتقان ما لدينا من أعمال‏,‏ ذلك أن الغرق في لون النفس العنيف يفرغنا من طاقة نحتاجها لمواجهة اليوم الذي نحياه‏,‏ وهي طاقة تقدير النفس‏.‏ كان هذا ما تقوله د‏.‏ باتريشيا سيلجرون المحاضرة في الصحة النفسية لمعهد الإدارة التابع لجامعة نيويورك‏,‏ وكنت أستمع اليها مع آخرين‏,‏ متمنيا ـ كما يتمني غيري ـ ألا نقع في دوامات لوم النفس التي تمر علي كل إنسان مهما علا قدره أو صغر‏.‏ تطالب د‏.‏ باتريشيا سيلجرون أي إنسان بأن يتذكر دائما أن لوم النفس حين يزيد علي الحد‏,‏ إنما يجرف الأعماق من النظر إلي ما فعلناه من قبل وأنجزناه‏,‏ وتكون النتيجة هي الغرق في دوامات عدم تقدير النفس‏.‏ أخذت أنصت لهذه السيدة التي قضت قرابة الاثني عشرة سنة في دراسة أسرار تجريف الإنسان منا لثقته بنفسه‏;‏ عندما يقع في دوامة النقد العنيف لذاته‏,‏ وضحكت معها حين سخرت من مصطلح النقد الذاتي الذي اشتهرت به المجتمعات الاشتراكية التي رحلت من عالمنا بسقوط جدار برلين منذ سنوات بعيدة‏,‏ وأوضحت أن النقد الذاتي كان مجرد وسيلة يتم بها عقاب من يرغبون في طرده من جنة الأحزاب الحاكمة في تلك البلاد‏,‏ بينما كان قادة تلك الأحزاب يستمتعون برؤية المغضوب عليهم وهم يقللون من قيمة أنفسهم‏,‏ فيعيش هؤلاء المغضوب عليهم مشاعر القزمية‏,‏ بينما كان قادتهم في نعيم خداع النفس بالثرثرة عن إنجازات وهمية نسبوها إلي أنفسهم‏.‏ وتابعت د‏.‏ باتريشيا الإنسان منا ليس قزما كما قد تفعله به رحلة نقده العنيف لنفسه‏,‏ وليس عملاقا كما قد يتوهم حين يضخم من إنجازاته‏,‏ ولكن الإنسان منا يمشي دائما بطاقات كامنة تحتاج إلي اكتشاف متجدد‏,‏ ولا تكشف لنا تلك الطاقات عن نفسها إلا بتفتيت الأحلام الصعبة إلي محطات صغيرة‏,‏ فقط عليه ألا يفقد قدرة الاقتحام الجسور الصبور لكل المشكلات التي تقابله بعد أن يرتبها فيبدأ بمواجهة الأسهل وصولا إلي الأصعب من بعد ذلك‏.‏ وأضافت ما توصي به أي إنسان محترف للندم علي ما ضاع منه‏,‏ فقالت قد تكون خسارتك لما فقدته جسيمة‏,‏ ولكن الأكثر جسامة هو أن تخسر اللحظة الحالية قد تنجز فيها ما يحقق لك بديلا ناجحا لما فقدته‏.‏ ومن أغرب ما قالته إن التشاؤم الذي نغمر به أنفسنا حين نسبح في نهر لوم النفس‏;‏ يتحول إلي حبال غير مرئية تقيدنا خلف جدار يمنعنا من رؤية ما نتمتع به من صفات تؤهلنا لتحقيق الحياة اللائقة بنا‏.‏ وحين ناقشت ماقالته د‏.‏ باتريشيا سيلجرون مع صديقي الطبيب النفسي الكبير محمد شعلان‏,‏ أضاف إن تقييم الإنسان منا لنفسه يجب أن يتميز بالرحمة والتعاطف‏,‏ لأن الرحمة والتعاطف وسيلتان يشجع بهما الفرد نفسه علي رؤية طاقاته الملهمة في أعماقه‏,‏ أما الغرق في لوم النفس‏,‏ فيصيب الإنسان بعد تكراره للعديد من المرات بالتبلد وإدمان البقاء في سجون الندم المتكرر علي ما فات‏.‏ تري من منا يستطيع أن يوقف مسلسل جلده لنفسه‏,‏ وأن يري كيف يعالج أخطاءه دون تكرارها‏,‏ ولا يتكاسل عن مواجهتها‏,‏ بل بامتلاك القدرة علي تجاوز تلك الأخطاء‏;‏ وصولا إلي إنجازات تغير من واقعه؟ السؤال معلق أمامنا جميعا‏,‏ ينتظر الإجابة دون بكاء علي ما ضاع من أحلام‏,‏ ودون توهم حدوث معجزات تنجز ما يحلم به أي منا سوي معجزة إتقان مافي يده الآن من عمل‏. عن جريدة الأهرام القاهرية . العدد 44030 ‏السنة 131 الأثنين 25 يونيو 2007 ‏10 من جمادى الاخرة 1428 هـ

قرأت المقال السابق من نصف ساعة و بالصدفة كنت بأفكر أكتب عن حاجة شبيهة جدا أو أدق إنى أقول إنها متعلقة بنفس الموضوع بصورة أخرى . عن اللى بأسميه مع صديقة - الصراصير اللى فى دماغنا - الأفكار الكثيرة المتعلقة بأشياء كثيرة متشابكة متباعدة أو متقاربة مرتبطة ببعض أو ليس لها علاقة ببعض إطلاقا متشابهة أو متضادة أحيانا . صرصار صغير جدا من القبيلة المحتلة الفراغ فى جمجمتنا مابين الأذنين وخلف العينين هو اللى تكلم عنه منير عامر فى المقال . النهاردة بالذات و أنا راجعة للبيت من اليوم الطويييييييييل اللى اسمه يوم عمل تمنيت لأول مرة فى حياتى أتعاطى منوم بس عشان يسكتوا -ولو إنى مش متاكدة ده ها يؤثر عليهم ولا لأ- مش نتيجة إن عندى أرق لا سمح الله. أنا بأنام مقتولة من الإرهاق . إنما المشكلة إنى بأنام لكن الصراصير لأ و بالتالى أنا أنام إنما طول الليل بطريقة ما بأفكر فى كذا و كذا....................وكذا و هأعمل بكرة إيه فى كذا و هأكتب شئ معين بطريقة إيه عشان يحصل كذا و مايحصلش كذا وهأصمم شئ معين بشكل كده و لا كده و هألحق أخلص فى ميعادى و لا لأ و اليوم هايكفى ده وده وده و لا هاتحصل حاجة تقلب المخطط كله ؟ وتكون النتيجة إنى أصحى الصبح مرهقة أكتر من الإرهاق اللى نمت بيه بالليل !!! نفسى أعرف طريقة يسكتوا كلهم بيها

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طولي شبر ووجهي بدر
صوتي سحر كلي بشر

دى كانت أغنية إتكتبت مخصوص للمرحومة سعاد حسنى وهى طفلة بس أنا قررت أسبغها كمان على سعاد ماسى بعد حفلتها هنا فى إسكندرية يوم 19 اللى فات .الفرق الوحيد بين سعاد اللى فى الأغنية و سعاد اللى شفتها إن سعاد ماسى أطول من الشبر ده شويتين .البوست اللى فات كان أول رد فعل للحفلة لأن دى أغنيتى المفضلة لسعاد حتى لو مش هى أحسن أغانيها لكن هي فرحتنى جدا إنها غنتها تانى أغنية فى الحفل وعادت و زادت فيها وأنا طايرة من البهجة والفرح . سعاد كانت منورة الشاطبى بحالها بصوتها اللى فيه كل حاجة بمعنى كل حاجة. و طاقتها اللى ما نضبتش طول ساعتين الحفلة و بسمتها الرائعة من غير أى مكياج و البنطلون و البلوزة الكتان الأبيض اللى نوروا الحفلة زيادة . ده غير أخوها القمر كان طالع هلال رائع فى سماء صافية و متمركز بالضبط فوق المسرح المكشوف فى المكتبة . وريحة البحر من الميناء الشرقى نقلها لنا نسيم خفيف لطيف من غير رطوبة ساعد إن الجو العام للحفلة يبقى أكثر من خيالي. الناس كانت أكتر من الكراسى المرصوصة وأنا شخصيا كنت محظوظة إنى فى الصف الرابع أو الخامس قدامها تماما . الأعمار و الخلفيات واضح إنها متباينة جدا مابين هواة موسيقى على قد حالهم زى حالتى و هواة فاهمة موسيقى بجد و فرانكوفونيين مصريين وأجانب متحدثين بالإنجليزية واضح انهم مقيمين فى إسكندرية حاليا و عيال فرافير جايين تحضر حفلة روك و رجال و سيدات فى اعمار الخمسينات و ما فوق و حتى شباب-دول بقى كانوا فى الصف اللى قدامى على طول- واضح من رد فعلهم طول الحفلة إنهم لا سمعوا عنها ولا بيحبوا نوعية موسيقاتها ولا حاجة خالص .بس أعتقد إن الأغلبية إعجابهم الشديد بسعاد كان السبب الأساسى إنهم حضروا الحفلة . المهم إنها حركت حتى الحجارة اللى كانت قاعدة قدامى و فى اخر الحفلة حتى دول انفعلوا مع الأداء و الموسيقى و الجو العام. وكان عندى إستعداد الحفلة تمتد 7 ساعات مش 2 بس ومش مهم الشغل تانى يوم .كانت ليلة رائعة بجد نفسى تتكرر تانى وتالت و عاشر و تيجى عشان نسمع ونشوف نموذج غير منتجات أخصائيين التجميل اللى منتشرة اليومين دول وبيقولوا عليهم فنانات . دا الواحد كان نسى يعنى إيه فنان. ربنا يحمى سعاد ماسى ّ

مشمشة : فاتك كتييييييير

و يلعن القلب اللى يحبك ......................

حبيبتى يا سعاد :)

Paris , again

I've found my favorite song about Paris , finally , after almost 15 years of last listining to it , and in an all new atmosphere. I loved the original very much, Marc Lavoine is special, but this version is also wonderful with my latest discovery Souad Massi. magnifique


My little treasure's URL : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbDkcAQ8Afo

A question

I was just watching a clip of a song, a french song that i've listened to for the last time a looooooong time ago and, uh... i don't know, a strange question hit me, why do we think and believe that we will be happy if the things we wish to happen, happen !? what guarantees this? and what if this fails to make us happy? or even make us miserable? what will happen to the entity, the thing that we once thought would make us happy? will we hate it or what? is it better to leave it a good dream than a bad reality? or do we better face our fears and be somehow brave ?
a what if question that came out of the blue at 2 A.M. !!!

Old and wise , Alan Parsons Project

Well , i may have put an extract of this song's lyrics before , but when i listened to it again today i thought it must be shared .



I was introduced to it in a special circumstances, and i still remember exactly how i felt then. I used its lyrics here before in a totally different situation, and now... i don't know why exactly i'm putting it .

When I'm gone!

Apart from the specific details , when i read this it just occurred to me that this is what i would like to be said about me when i'm ... well , gone :)

"John Wayne was probably the biggest star in the world, yet he retained the qualities of a small boy. He had the enthusiasm for life that would make a high school football star envious. And through it all, Duke never changed. As a man he was exactly the boy he started out. And as a friend ... well, you just wouldn't want a better one. In his lifetime, Duke stamped Amercia across the face of the motion picture industry. Few other men, living or dead, have ever portrayed the fine, decent, and generous American qualities as Duke did. He portrayed on screen the values he lived off screen. Gentle - so much so, it would have surprised his critics. Loyal - once your friend, always your friend. Courageous - if you doubt it, remember his fight against cancer, or the way he faced heart surgery. And decent. Above all, Duke was a decent man. He was also far from perfect. He made his mistakes as I have made mine and you have made yours. All in all, I would say they were unintentional. Mistakes of the heart, I would say. Let me say this about the John Wayne I knew. He was an original. He was the statue of his times. All in all, I think it was the man's integrity that speaks most of him. His principles never varied. Nor did his ideals. Nor did his faith in mankind."
James Stewart about his friend John Wayne.
Source , IMDB

Fini, La Comedie

C'est fini
C'est fini la comédie
Tout avait commencé
Comme une pièce à succès
Dans le décor tout bleu
D'un théâtre de banlieue
Nous n'étions que nous deux
On s'est aimé longtemps
Au point d'oublier le temps
Qui tout au long des scènes
Transformait les joies en peine
Il a gagné le temps
Il est content
Quand il nous voit chacun de son côté
Comme des étrangers
Nous n'avons plus en commun
Que les mots quotidiens
Le décor n'a pas changé
Mais les acteurs n'ont rien à jouer
Il faut baisser le rideau
C'est fini
C'est fini la comédie
On était bien parti
Eternité garantie
On était seuls au monde
Devant tout l'amour de l'onde
Pas de sens interdits

Il a gagné le temps
Il est content
Quand il nous voit chacun de son côté
Comme des étrangers
Nous n'avons plus en commun
Que les mots quotidiens
Le décor n'a pas changé
Mais les acteurs n'ont rien à jouer
Il faut baisser le rideau
C'est fini
C'est fini la comédie
Tout avait commencé
Comme une pièce à succès
Dans le décor tout bleu
D'un théâtre de banlieue
Nous n'étions que nous deux
C'est fini
C'est fini la comédie

Too much love will kill you

 I'm sorry; for alot of people, for alot of things !

I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be
Too many bitter tears are raining down on me
I'm far away from home
And I've been facing this alone
For much too long
I feel like no-one ever told the truth to me
About growing up and what a struggle it would be
In my tangled state of mind
I've been looking back to find
Where I went wrong
Too much love will kill you
If you can't make up your mind
Torn between the lover
And the love you leave behind
You're headed for disaster
'cos you'd never read the signs
Too much love will kill you
Every time

I'm just the shadow of the man I used to be
And it seems like there's no way out of this for me
oooh....
No there's no making sense of it
Every way I go I'm bound to lose
oh...yeah

Too much love will kill you
Just as sure as none at all
It'll drain the power that's in you
Make you plead and scream and crawl
And the pain will make you crazy
You're the victim of your crime
Too much love will kill you
Every time

Too much love will kill you
It'll make your life a lie
Yes, too much love will kill you
And you won't understand why
You'd give your life, you'd sell your soul
But here it comes again
Too much love will kill you
In the end...
...
In the end.

الترتر وصل يا ........رجالة

صاحبتى قالت لى و مصدقتش ... أو بتعبير أدق جادلتها وقلت لها لاااااااااااا يمكن حد يعمل كدة . صحيح الموضة الرجالى بره أن القمصان الشبابى و التي شيرتات تبقى مطرزة بالخيوط و الخرز و ممكن كمان تبقى بالدانتيل إنما " لااااااا " يمكن تيجى مصر و تلاقى سوق و حد يلبسها . النهاردة بقى إكتشفت الحقيقة المرة . لأ فيه ناس تجيلها الجرأة تلبس تي شيرت أحمر مطرز بترتر فضى كمان!!!!!!!!!!! . قال إيييييه عشان تي شيرت ماركة تيمبرلاند-يعنى ماركة يا ناس يا.....- ولا بلاش. ألف مبروك بصراحة التقدم العلمى و التواصل السريع مع العالم المتقدم ده وعقبال الشيفونات...... و البنات بقى تلبس كاكى

Ça va pas changer le monde

C'est drôle, tu es partie,
Et pourtant tu es encore ici,
Puisque tout me parle de toi :
Un parfum de femme, l'écho de ta voix.
Ton adieu, je n'y crois pas du tout,
C'est un au revoir, presqu'un rendez-vous...

ça va pas changer le monde,
Il a trop tourné sans nous.
Il pleuvra toujours sur Londres...
ça va rien changer du tout.
Qu'est-ce que ça peut bien lui faire,
Une porte qui s'est renfermée?
On s'est aimés, n'en parlons plus,
Et la vie continue.

ça va pas changer le monde
Que tu changes de maison.
Il va continuer, le monde,
Et il aura bien raison.
Les poussières d'une étoile,
C'est Ça qui fait briller la voie lactée...
On s'est aimés, n'en parlons plus,
Et la vie continue.

ça va pas changer le monde,
Ça va pas le déranger.
Il est comme avant, le monde,
C'est toi seule qui as changé.
Moi, je suis resté le même,
Celui qui croyait que tu l'aimais...
c'était pas vrai, n'en parlons plus,
Et la vie continue.

A generation of pretenders

That's what i've discoverd today just 2 hours ago , it's not just one or few of people i know , we're a whole generation of Great pretenders !!

Oh yes I’m the great pretender (ooh ooh)
Pretending I’m doing well (ooh ooh)
My need is such I pretend too much
I’m lonely but no one can tell

Oh yes I’m the great pretender (ooh ooh)
Adrift in a world of my own (ooh ooh)
I play the game but to my real shame
You’ve left me to dream all alone

Too real is this feeling of make believe
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal

Ooh ooh yes I’m the great pretender (ooh ooh)
Just laughing and gay like a clown (ooh ooh)
I seem to be what I’m not (you see)
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re still around

Yeah ooh hoo
Too real when I feel what my heart can’t conceal

Oh yes I’m the great pretender
Just laughing and gay like a clown (ooh ooh)
I seem to be what I’m not you see
I’m wearing my heart like a crown
Pretending that you’re
Pretending that you’re still around

The Loner , Gary Moore

Words just can't describe this piece of music .



Wonderful+fantastic+marvelous+superb+exquisite+.........whatever is a good description "All in one" is just not enough.

The best was yet to come

Just a small town girl in the city lights
The best was yet to come
Then lonely days turned to endless nights
The best was yet to come

How were you to know
That you would be the lucky one
Ain't it funny how time flies
When the best is yet to come

You can cry yourself to sleep at night
You can't change the things you've done
You had it there then it slipped away
Yeah you left the song unsung

Even through your tears
I never saw you come undone
What's so good about goodbye
When the best was yet to come

I find myself thinkin' about yesterday
When you were and livin' in a dream
In the moment that it takes
You find you made your first mistake
Like the setting sun...
You turn around it's gone

Just a small town girl who had it made
Or so the story goes
She had it there then it slipped
Oh - how was she to know

Even through your tears
I never saw you come undone
What's so good about goodbye
When the best is yet to come
What's so good about goodbye
When the best was yet to come

A Thousand Years

A thousand years, a thousand more, A thousand times, a million doors to eternity.
I may have lived a thousand lives, a thousand times, An endless turning stairway climbs To a tower of souls. If it takes another thousand years, a thousand wars, The towers rise to numberless floors in space. I could shed another million tears, a million breaths, A million names but only one truth to face. A million roads, a million fears A million suns, ten million years of uncertainty. I could speak a million lies, a million songs, A million rights, a million wrongs in this balance of time. But if there was a single truth, a single light, A single thought, a singular touch of grace. Then following this single point, this single flame, The single haunted memory of your face... I still love you...I still want you, A thousand times the mysteries unfold themselves Like galaxies in my head . . . . . . On and on the mysteries unwind themselves, Eternities still unsaid ...... 'Til you love me

Latitude

Grey London morning
Wet London streets
Rain on the window
Wind in the trees
It's my time to write
It's your time to call
There's something about distance
That gets to us all

Drak clouds above me
Little people below
All walk with a purpouse
With someplace to go
It's my place to paint
My own selfish scene
On this cold lonely canvas
It's just the weather and me

And latitude
Fold back the morning and bring on the night
There's an alien moon
That hangs between darkness and light
Latitude
Between me and you
You're a straight line of distance
A cold stretch of black across the blue
Latitude

Cracks in the sidewalk
Dogs on the run
An old poster reading
'Give us your songs'
Window frames capture
Moments in time
But latitude captures
The heart and the mind

And latitude
Fold back the morning and bring on the night
There's an alien moon
That hangs between darkness and light
Latitude
Between me and you
You're a straight line of distance
A cold stretch of black across the blue
Latitude

And latitude
Fold back the morning and bring on the night
There's an alien moon
That hangs between darkness and light
Latitude
Between me and you
You're a straight line of distance
A cold stretch of black across the blue
Latitude

Latitude
Latitude
Latitude

عندما يأتي المساء

عندما يأتي المساء ... ونجوم الليل تنثر
إسألوا الليل عن نجمي... متى نجمي يظهر
عندما تبدو النجوم في السما مثل اللآلئ
إسألوا هل من حبيب عنده علم بحالي
كل نجمٍ راح في الليل بنجم يتنور
غير قلبي... فهو مازال على الأفق محير

يا حبيبي... لك روحي... لك ما شئت وأكثر
إن روحي ... خير أفقٍ فيه أنوارك تظهر
كلما وجهت عيني نحو لماح المحيا
لم أجد في الأفق نجما واحداً يرنو إلي

هـل تُرى يا ليل أحظى... منك بالعطف علي
فأغني... و حبيبي... والمنى بين يــديَ

Life's Little Instruction Book

A very nice mail i recieved and i wanted to share , thanx R.

• Have a firm handshake.
• Look people in the eye.
• Sing in the shower.
• Own a great stereo system.
• If in a fight, hit first and hit hard.
• Keep secrets.
• Never give up on anybody. Miracles happen everyday.
• Always accept an outstretched hand.
• Be brave. Even if you're not, pretend to be. No one can tell the difference.
• Avoid sarcastic remarks.
• Choose your life's mate carefully. From this one decision will come 90 per cent of all your happiness or misery.
• Make it a habit to do nice things for people who will never find out.
• Lend only those books you never care to see again.
• Never deprive someone of hope; it might be all that they have.
• When playing games with children, let them win.
• Give people a second chance, but not a third.
• Be romantic.
• Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
• Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.
• Don't allow the phone to interrupt important moments. It's there for your convenience, not the caller's.
• Be a good loser.
• Be a good winner.
• Think twice before burdening a friend with a secret.
• When someone hugs you, let them be the first to let go.
• Keep it simple. Be modest. A lot was accomplished before you were born.
• Beware of the person who has nothing to lose.
• Don't burn bridges. You'll be surprised how many times you have to cross the same river.
• Live your life so that your epitaph could read, No Regrets.
• Be bold and courageous. When you look back on life, you'll regret the things you didn't do more than the one's you did.
• Never waste an opportunity to tell someone you love them.
• Remember no one makes it alone. Have a grateful heart and be quick to acknowledge those who helped you.
• Take charge of your attitude. Don't let someone else choose it for you.
• Visit friends and relatives when they are in hospital; you need only stay a few minutes.
• Begin each day with some of your favorite music.
• Once in a while, take the scenic route.
• Send a lot of Valentine cards. Sign them, 'Someone who thinks you're terrific.'
• Answer the phone with enthusiasm and energy in your voice.
• Keep a note pad and pencil on your bed-side table, Million-dollar ideas sometimes strike at 3 a.m.
• Show respect for everyone who works for a living, regardless of how trivial their job.
• Send your loved ones flowers. Think of a reason later.
• Make someone's day by paying the toll for the person in the car behind you.
• Become someone's hero.
• Marry only for love.
• Count your blessings.
• Compliment the meal when you're a guest in someone's home.
• Wave at the children on a school bus.
• Remember that 80 per cent of the success in any job is based on our ability to deal with people.

And .....

• Don't expect life to be fair.

العبقرية فى أنصع صورها !! شالوا البازلت .........حطوا أسمنت

مع انى ماكنتش عاوزة اكتب اى حاجة ليها علاقة بالسياسة انما مضطرة
السيد المحافظ - قصر الله مدة ولايته عشان كفاية اللى حصل بقى - اول ما جه أسكندرية قرر إن مشكلتها الوحيدة تتلخص فى الأرصفة . مش الشوارع يعنى . الأرصفة اللى كانت بقالها 50 سنة فى وسط البلد ومتناغمة جدا مع المبانى القديمة أو30 سنة فى الشوارع الفرعية العامرة أو حتى اللى لسه الروتارى مساهمين فيها من 3 -4 سنين . كل الأرصفة دى بقى لااااااااااااااازم تتشال كلها وفى وقت واحد وتتجدد. طيب و الشوارع اللى أكلها السوس !!. مش مشكلة ماهى طول عمرها مضعضعة . المشكلة فى الأرصفة .شيلوا أرصفة أسكندرية كلها فى وقت واحد - و الكلام ده مستمر من 6 شهور -. وبعدين إعملوا حافة رصيف خط واااااااحد صب أسمنت - حد يشيل البازلت اللى يعيش قرون من وسط البلد يا عاااااااالم ويحط أسمنت لو خبطته بسكليتة يتكسر - والحافة دى طبعا إرتفاعها مايقلش عن 30 سم يعنى أعلى من أى رصيف كان موجود قبل كده حتى اللى كان من كتل خرسانة. بحيث إن فى اماكن كثيرة الرصيف بقى أعلى من مداخل العمارات !!!! و ماتنسوش تحطوا خلطة الخرسانة والزلط وما تحطوش البلاط على الرصيف. لازم تعملوا الحافة واللى يفكر يعبرها لازم يقابل المانع الحصين التانى اللى هو الرصيف اللى مش مرصوف عشان يا يتكعبل يا يحصله إلتواء فى الكاحل . النتيجة اللى مالهاش أى لازمة انه بعد 6 شهور لا زال فيه شوارع بدون أرصفة محترمة وعلى بال ما الأرصفة تخلص و ييجى عليها الشتاء الجاى او اللى بعده بالكتير الأسمنت هايكون بااااااش من المطر و نعيده تانى.