ـ "... إن فى الإنسان منطقة عجيبة سحيقة لا تصل إليها الفضيلة ولا الرذيلة ، ولا تشع فيها شمس العقل والإرادة ، ولا ينطق لسان المنطق ، ولا تطاع القوانين والأوضاع ، ولا تتداول فيها لغة أو تستخدم كلمة ... إنما هى مملكة نائية عن عالم الألفاظ والمعاني ... كل مافيها شفاف هفاف يأتي بالأعاجيب فى طرفة عين ... يكفي أن ترن فى أرجائها نبرة ، أو تبرق لمحة ، أو ينشر شذا عطر ، حتى يتصاعد من أعماقها فى لحظة من الإحساسات والصور والذكريات ، ما يهز كياننا ويفتح نفوسنا على أشياء لا قبل لنا بوصفها ، ولا بتجسيدها ، ولو لجأ إلى أدق العبارات و أبرع اللغات ... " ـ

توفيق الحكيم

Within man lies a deep wondrous spot, to which neither virtue nor vice can reach. Upon which the sun of reason and will never rise. In which the mouth of logic never speaks, the laws and rules are never obeyed, and not a language is used nor a word is ever spoken.
It is a distant Kingdom, beyond words and meanings. With everything is a sheer murmur offering wonders in a blink. From the depths of which, suffice a single tone or a flash of mind or a scent of a perfum, to allow rise of emotions, pictures and memories, a rising that will shake our being and open ourselves to things we can neither describe nor materialize even if we used the most refined of phrases or the most skillful of languages.

Tawfiq Al-Hakim.
(My humble transalation of the arabic text)

Monday, August 20, 2007

Piano Concerto no.1 in B Flat Minor

I don't know why, but whenever i hear this piece of music i always picture the following, a windy full-moon night with clear sky and very few stars, The Mad sea waves striking the huge rocks on the shore trying to break them... defeat them !!! . The splash is always enormous and the water retreat is always soft !! and has nothing to do with the violence it hits the rocks with. Again to strike the rocks on the shore ........

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Flirty....... ;)

Never meaning to send !


Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.

Gazing at people,
Some hand in hand,
Just what I'm going thru
They can understand.

Some try to tell me
Thoughts they cannot defend,
Just what you want to be
You will be in the end,

And I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

Nights in white satin,
Never reaching the end,
Letters I've written,
Never meaning to send.

Beauty I'd always missed
With these eyes before,
Just what the truth is
I can't say anymore.

cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

cause I love you,
Yes, I love you,
Oh, how, I love you.
Oh, how, I love you.

Moody Blues , Nights In White Satin

Sunday, August 12, 2007

عن العشق و الهوى

مقطتفات من مقالة عن الحب . أعجبتنى و أذهلتنى ... أعترف .
الحب و تفسيره وشرح أسبابه . عند كبار فقهاء المسلمين فى أزهى عصور الإسلام

يقول الإمام ابن حزم في كتابه طوق الحمامة: "الحب أعزك الله أوله هزل وآخره جد. دقت معانيه لجلالتها عن أن توصف فلا تدرك حقيقتها إلا بالمعاناة............ثم يوضح أنه لا يقصد بذلك المشابهة في الشكل أو الأخلاق ولكن في ذات النفس، فيقول مشيرًا إلى كلامه السابق: "كل ذلك معلوم بالفطرة في أحوال تصرف الإنسان وزوجه؛ فيسكن إليها. والله عز وجل يقول: {هُوَ الَّذِي خَلَقَكُم مِّن نَّفْسٍ وَاحِدَةٍ وَجَعَلَ مِنْهَا زَوْجَهَا لِيَسْكُنَ إِلَيْهَا} (الأعراف: 189)، فجعل علة السكن أنها من خلقه [لاحظ جيدًا مدى ما يستحقه هذا النص القرآني من تأمل]. ولو كان علة الحب حسن الصورة الجسدية لوجب ألا يستحب الأنقص من الصورة [أي لا يحب الإنسان الأقل منه جمالاً]. ونحن نجد كثيرًا ممن يؤثر الأدنى [يفضل الأقل جمالاً]، ويعلم فضل غيره، ولا نجد متحيدًا لقلبه عنه. ولو كان للموافقة في الأخلاق لما أحب المرء من لا يساعده ولا يوافقه [أي من لا يتوافق معه في الأخلاق والطبع]، فعلمنا أنه شيء في ذات النفس [أي المشابهة في الجوهر الداخلي لنفس الإنسان].

يرى الإمام ابن الجوزي في كتابه "ذم الهوى" أن العشق شدة ميل النفس إلى صورة تلائم طبعها؛ فإذ قوي فكرها فيها تصورت حصولها، وتمنت ذلك؛ فيتجدد من شدة الفكر مرض................ويتأكد العشق بإدمان النظر وكثرة اللقاء وطول الحديث، فإن انضم إلى ذلك معانقة أو تقبيل فقد تم استحكامه.

يقول الإمام ابن القيم في كتابه "نزهة المشتاقين":وقد يقع الانجذاب والميل بالخاصية [بخصوصية معينة] وهذا لا يُعلَّل ولا يُعرف سببه كانجذاب الحديد إلى الحجر المغناطيس. ولا ريب أن وقوع هذا القدر بين الأرواح أعظم من وقوعه بين الجمادات. وهذا الذي حمل بعض الناس على أن قال: "إن العشق لا يقف على الحسن والجمال، ولا يلزم من عدمه [أي لا يلزم من يفقد الجمال ألا يُحب]، إنما هو تشاكل النفوس وتمازجها في الطباع المخلوقة [أي تشابه النفوس في طباعها، وهذا أهم تحديد في سبب الحب عند الإمام ابن القيم]. وقد قال بعضهم لمحبوبه: صادفت فيك جوهر نفسي، وشاكلتها في كل أحوالها؛ فانبعثت نفسي إليك، وكأنما هويت نفسي.


الإستنتاج :
نعم، المشابهة هي علة الحب، ولكن المشابهة في أي شيء.. هذا هو السؤال؟ فالذي نذهب إليه أن هناك عدة مشابهات قد تكون هي علة الحب بين نفسي العاشقين. ولكن أهم هذه المشابهات هي المشابهة في قوة نفس المحبوبين لا من حيث نظر المجتمع ولكن من نظر المحبوب، وكذلك من حيث نظر محبوبه إلى نفسه وإليه، سواء اتفقت هذه الرؤية مع رؤية الواقع الاجتماعي لها أو لم تتفق. أي إن الفيصل في تقرير هذه الحالة هما العاشقان فقط لا بدافع من بيئة تحيط بهما.

من الذي وضع هذا في طريق ذاك؟ ومن الذي وضع ذاك في طريق هذا؟ ومن الذي جعلهما يعتقدان أنهما متماثلان في قوة ذات كل منهما هذا التماثل مع أن ذلك أمر ذاتي وليس موضوعيًا؟ الإجابة عن ذلك مستحيلة؛ لأن هذه الأمور أمور قدرية لا يعلمها إلا الله.

وعملية اكتمال التماثل في الصفات الأخرى حتى يتحقق المزج بين نفسي العاشقين أمر عجيب، لأنه بعد حدوث التآلف بين المحبوبين فإن كل محب يكون منجذبًا إلى أن تشابه صفاته صفات محبوبه؛ حتى يقتربا في كل صفة إلى نقاط التماس، ثم إلى المطابقة الجزئية، ثم إلى التطابق التام في كل الصفات.

فإن كان أحدهما شرسًا والآخر موادعًا وجدتهما يلتقيان عند نقطة ما بين الشراسة والوداعة.

هذا التآلف بين المحبوبين يصنع هذه الدرجة الرائعة من التماثل في الصفات الروحية؛ حتى يحدث المزج التام بينهما؛ فلا تعلم ما هي الصفات الخاصة بهذا أو بذاك وبماذا يتشابه أحدهما بالآخر.

عنوان المقالة الكاملة هو
http://www.islamonline.net/arabic/contemporary/2002/
09/article06c.shtml

......nothing but a heartache


Friday, August 10, 2007

The Dark Side - 3



Well, in general i like personality tests, they show me the hidden parts of my innerself. Quite some time ago, i found a site that i thought was funny, i like movies and the test was which movie am i ? with it was another test that was funny to me too , which leader am i ?

I took the tests, saved the results pictures and never really bothered to read them twice, until now, when i was looking for a good photo on my computer for the previous post. I think these results are the darkest i ever had, maybe they are 100% true, or 15% true and, maybe not true at all.

Either way, may be they are some kind of an answer on the question i was asked this week , what is my dark side ?

Anyway, if anybody reading this liked the answers, maybe you would like to make the tests yourself !!

http://similarminds.com/othertests.html

Wednesday, August 08, 2007

The Dark Side - 2


So, what is a Dark Side ?

This is the question that poped-up in my head twice by other people and many times by myself in the past few days. A dear one asked me what's my dark side ? in another argument suggested that a dark side is where the hidden secrets and desires lie, i suppose stressing more on desires, and in a third argument commented on a way of handling things ironically as " a part of the character " not a dark area in a person.

Another way of describing the dark side was in the only comment i got in the last post, the first about the dark sides, that "it may not be dark after all ... ..., what you call "dark side" may be considered something natural in terms of someone else". I suppose this means that the dark side of anybody's personality is the area that's not accepted by the other. Whatever this area contains !!

So , and since i'm a fan of definitions, or perhaps better to say good understanding! i've been thinking, trying to get a clear definition for what we mean when we say "a dark side in a person ".

Is it where we hide forbidden ideas, desires, secrets and maybe more !!! and by forbidden i mean heavenly or socially or both ! Ideas and desiers that we long to declare and fulfill but can't, just because we fear the judgment. But this would simly mean that a Hippie has no dark sides , since society and religion means nothing to him !! am i right ?

Is the dark side where we lock in another chatacter we have, and throw the key, for good sometimes, so that i won't escape ? Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde style maybe !!! with some of us can even control it and let it out every once and a while in certain situations ?? Sometimes it's the other way around, this other locked-up character overpowers the original, may be the hermit in Thais is an example !

Or does a dark side only means the darkest shade, the concentrate, of our own everyday, publicly shown, and sometimes even praised qualities. For example, a dreamer or an imaginative person could turn into an eccentric person when this quality overwhelms him !!

Or is there another description for this Dark Side that hasn't crossed my mind ??

I guess i'll leave this argument open, i can't really decide, except that it's a combination of all that's said above, maybe suggesting that there is no other character inside us, it's just a part of us that even we are unaware of !!! it's the same us, from a totally different angle.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

The Dark Side - 1


Well, another reason that caused my early return to posting is a situation i put myself into today , But was assisted and initiated in the first place by someone else. Apart from the situation itself , the other party brought up the term "The Dark Side".

The dark side inside each and every one of us, always the dark side we hide from people, most of the time, and maybe, if we are clever enough, all the time !! This same dark side we sometimes tend to neglect if we notice, and conceal from ourselves if we're not brave enough to face, or at least admit the existance of.



Today, i even wondered what would be the limit between being brave to admit it and rude or nasty to declare it !! I'm not judging anything, i just wondered, and still searching for the answer about this question !.

This dark side can involve thoughts, ideas, or even actions that we really don't want other people to know about. Specially , the people who most like or idolize us , or people we simply benefit from them liking our ideal picture. A quick example that came to my mind just now, Princess Diana, having a lover!, just to revenge her husband's another dark secret, both hiding it from a Nation !!! In this case , admiting it, i admit, was nasty, i don't consider it was bravery, but it's just my opinion.

But then again, i admit i was shocked when i read Tawfiq Al Hakim's own confessions of let's say , relations, and yet i never considered it that nasty !!! Why ?! i never really understood this , maybe because i like him, that's all, or maybe i have a dark side that looks at these matters of life in different ways, depending on what , i don't really know.

I suppose this is a topic that really makes me think, which is something i like, so , I know for a fact that i'll come again to this Dark Side.

تخطيط ... ... ماحصلش


اوكى

أعترف أنى أحسن واحدة تحط خطط وما تنفذش الجدول الزمنى للخطة والأكتر ... ... أنى بأعدلها تبعا للموقف المتدهور دائما - اللى هو أن الوقت ضاااااااع - بس فى النهاية مابأنفذهاش تقريبا . عملت كده كتير جدا طول سنين . لكن كنت دائما بأعتمد إنى هأعرف أوصل للنتيجة اللى أنا عاوزاها . بغض النظر عن إن إلتزامى بالخطة كان هيوصلنى لنتيجة أحسن بمراحل من النتيجة اللى محدداها لنفسى -يمكن ده القنوع اللى بيقولوا عليه - ... ... أو الغباء !! حتى جدول مذاكرة الثانوية العامة اللى خططته لنفسى ... ... مانفهذتوش . مع أن دى كان فيها ضياع مستقبل . إنما برضه مانفذتش الجدول الزمنى :) يمكن ده نوع من رفض التقييد - إذا امكن - أو نوع من الضعف و السلبية أو حتى نوع من الكسل بس . معرفش !! بس كل ما أفتكر اللى عملته فى نفسى فى الثانوية العامة ... أعرف انى ماليش فى التخطيط الزمنى خالص

عموما اللى جاب الموضوع ده أنى كنت مخططة - أو بمعنى أدق مقررة - إنى هأوقف كتابة هنا متعمدة لأخر الشهر تقريبا - لأسباب خاصة - بس برضه ما إلتزمتش أكتر من 12 يوم . السبب ... إنتفاء سبب تانى ..ههههه

الحمد لله



وَآخِرُ دَعْوَاهُمْ أَنِ الْحَمْدُ لِلّهِ رَبِّ الْعَالَمِين


Tuesday, July 24, 2007

* * * * * * F I E S T A * * * * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *


Was







Will Be








Is




And Always :) ,






Francesa: I was just going to have some iced tea and split the atom.

Robert Kincaid: When I think of why I make pictures, the reason that I can come up with just seems that I've been making my way here. It seems right now that all I've ever done in my life is making my way here to you.

Francesca: And in that moment, everything I knew to be true about myself up until then was gone. I was acting like another woman, yet I was more myself than ever before.

Robert Kincaid: I don't want to need you, 'cause I can't have you.

Francesca: I realized love won't obey our expectations, it's mystery is pure and absolute.

Robert Kincaid: The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out, but glad I had them.

Robert Kincaid: Things change. They always do, it's one of the things of nature. Most people are afraid of change, but if you look at it as something you can always count on, then it can be a comfort.



A Special Dedication

To Joe , Thank You :) ... a million ;)






P.S. I meant it to be "Ballade des baladins" but couldn't find the perfect version :)

Thursday, July 19, 2007

Saturday, July 14, 2007

تانى

و تانى تانى تانى ... ... ... راجعين للـ "هم" تانى




بعد 8 ساعات ونص ها أستئنف حياة كانت متوقفة الـ 10 أيام اللى فاتوا

Somebody to love

Going through songs of George Michael on YouTube i found this one. I totally forgot it and haven't heared for about ten years. Queen's originally , but i've always liked his performance in it and seeing the video for the first time , i liked it even more .



One more try, George Michael

I've had enough of danger
And people on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
Just trying to find some peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you love me
But if you don't just let me go...

'Cos teacher
There are things that I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

When you were just a stranger
And I was at your feet
I didn't feel the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in your eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you love me
Know that you need me
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go...

And teacher
There are things
That I don't want to learn
Oh the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose teacher has told him goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

So when you say that you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you're wrong, you're not that strong
Let me go

And teacher
There are things
That I still have to learn
But the one thing I have is my pride
Oh, so I don't want to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Who just isn't willing to try

I'm so cold
Inside
Maybe ... just one more try...



I Hate George Michael but Love this song.

Friday, July 13, 2007

Decision Making :D


Joe Fox: The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don't know what the hell they're doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.
Kathleen Kelly: [exits]
Next customer in line: Tall decaf cappucino.
You've got mail quote


:D :D :D :D :D Well , it took me some time :)


It's over ;(


I think i'll have to wake up :((((( my vacation is officially over an hour ago ;(((((

Thursday, July 12, 2007

I should've watched it ...



Mr. Browne: It is not what things are; it is what they seem to be. Is that not so, Madam?


A quote from a children's movie !.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

All i have to do !!

One of my favorites when i was ... ... Young was this song of the Everly brothers , All i have to do is dream .

http://youtube.com/watch?v=9W5h34PAumY

انا بكرهه فعلا


FaceBook فعلا فعلا أنا بأكره الـ
بقالى أقل من اسبوعين عاملة حساب فيه و كرهته
ايه الغلاسة و الحشرة دى . مالهم هما و مال مين صاحب مين ولا مين يعرف مين إزاى و إمتى وليه
ولا دينى إيه ولا أرائي السياسية إيه ولا حتى ميولى اللى هأسميها "عاطفية" إيه .... ده إيه ده . وكمان فلان قال لعلان إيه على موضوع إيه . و أنا مالى ؟؟؟؟؟؟ أنا صاحبة سين مالى بقى صاد اللى مأعرفهاش ولا هأعرفها فى يوم من الأيام بتقولها صباح الخير ولا طابخين إيه النهاردة ... أف ف ف ف ف ف ف ف ... ... ... بجد أنا مستفزة من عدم الخصوصية ده


Monday, July 09, 2007

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 ... ...

Friday, July 06, 2007

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

Thursday, July 05, 2007

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

Wednesday, July 04, 2007

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 ! :)

Sunday, July 01, 2007

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





Saturday, June 30, 2007

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