Maybe it’s right, maybe it’s wrong. I don’t care!
It’s true! And I think I should make use of it. If I like to set rules which turn out to be good then I must be a good leader!
I fed up quickly, sometimes, from the things which I fail in doing, but I always start over again and again and again and I never give up!
I am a Monster
Healed…………………,
………………..By my own hands.
You cannot ask me to heal you,
You’d better heal yourself!
My heart became Cruel,
Do you know why?
Because I,
I,
squeezed it,
Yes, squeezed it by my own hands.
still you ask why?
Because my eye,
My own little innocent eyes,
Witnessed falling drops,
Drops of emotions,
From my heart,
They were dropping,
One by one,
In the ocean of my tears,
Now you ask me to maintain,
Myself to come back again.
I wish I could do something to you.
Sorry I cannot.
And do you know why!
Why WHY you ask me why?
Can’t you see yourself…, by your own grieving eyes,
Can’t you see my emotions mingled with thousands of tears,
Can’t you see them decaying,
Can’t you see them fading.
OR,
Can’t you see me nervous,
Can’t you see me afraid,
Can’t you see me anxious,
Can’t you see me shocked,
I am no more human,
But,
I am A Monster.
Watch yourself, keep distance.
I am gonna hunt you,
Eat every single beautiful thing in you.
I am a wild monster, watch yourself
I am a growing monster, keep distance
I am a monster,
A monster,
a Monster,
who bleeeeds,
Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeds,
Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeds…………..
…………………………………………………………………
For Mercy!!!
Amir Mohamed
21/10/08 08:30 pm
Today, 22-1-2011, was not just a usual day 🙂
Thanks God, I’ve decided to do and seriously do what I want to do… !وأفكنى بقى من كل حاجه بضيع فيها عمرى
Life is cool.. only if organized 😉
Silence please! I know you can be silent. And maybe that’s the main reason I told you to do so. You know me; I never force someone to do something unwillingly! And you know maybe that’s the reason I don’t do many things which I want to do…
I write, even if this might force the tabs of the keyboard to be clicked on. I sleep, even if my bed hates my weight to carry. I smile, even if my lips feel my heart and want to be sad for his sadness, confusion and darkness…
I am who you’ll never expect me to be…
so, please keep distance until I find myself.
I am showered
I am all showered
With showers
Of rainy rainy sands
Beautiful like water
Hurting like nails
Hammers, lights, darkness
No, no please!!!
Please don’t turn off the lights
Don’t hide the guides
Don’t through darkness
in front of my eyes
Cause my eyes used to see
The most beautiful thing in the world
And my heart used to thank her
For seeing such beauty
And letting such a sight be felt
Be like a life maker
I need your help now
Cause I’m showered
I am really showered
Save my life with your innocent looks
Organize each drain in a different box
And pour your water to make mud
And let my hands shape beautiful sights
That makes you and me… happy!!!
Amir – 14 Ramadan 1432
Somewhere in my heart
You live, you never die
After what makes it
Before what denies I
We were never meant to be
They is just as far as you now
He got, I see he deserves thee
It’s just my mind wondering how
My heart loved you
How aching to know
You have to subdue
Reality is the ball
Wishes are the buddies
Dreams aren’t dreams
When light is lied upon them
When they open the door for you
To crush them all with a ball
Oh! If you didn’t score a strike
You have another chance for a spare
Alas! If you failed too
They’ll live in darkness until you die.
Amir – 12/11/2011
Just another Japanese animy movie about war and how it affected life in Japan. And this time it is about Hiroshima specifically.
I liked the movie for its simplicity; there is no exaggeration in any of the scenes; are natural. Even the life is a very natural one which makes you live among them, eat rice with them and sleep among them 🙂
The movie is divided into two parts: the first one before the bombing and the second after it. The first part reflects the simplicity of the japanese and how they could deal with the war, socially, and live a semi-normal life. The second part portrays how hellish life became, how dark, how unbearable and how insane!!! Nevertheless, they coped with it and did their best. Although the little child died out of hunger, but they were strong enough to keep fighting darkness.
The movie shows war and life from the perspective of children, that’s why you never get the feeling that there is anything that is complicated; everything is simple even war even life… even death!!!
The masterpiece of the movie is the one in which the land of Hiroshima receives the atomic bomb, hugs it and destroys everything above it in a devilish style; bodies melt, bones teared away, eyes hanged, blood evaporates… unbearable e.
I really admire those people who built their city to be one of the best nowadays… And I wish we can build our Egypt again after all what our atomic bomb (SCAF) had done and still doing to us…
المجد للشهداء
It’s a movie title, I know, but it’s not just a movie; it’s the movie which made me cry. I never cried like that before. I really never cried like that before! I am still crying though the movie has ended 5 minutes ago. I am crying for around 20 minutes now and I am still crying!!!
Why?!!!
But it’s not why am I crying… It’s rather why she had to die? Why? Really I need someone to answer me this! Why did she die?!!! Such an innocent girl…
I can’t find the words to say, neither do I have the ability to write much now. I just ask you to watch this movie and answer me: why did the little girl die?!!!
“Why do fireflies have to die so soon?” Setsuko
This is not everything that I wanted to include in this article. I am sorry, I couldn’t finish it yesterday because I really couldn’t help but to cry. I don’t know what happened to me yesterday just because of this movie, this girl and this horrible war!!!
Anyway, the movie talks about two young orphans whose parents died and left them alone to struggle for bread and at the end they die. The movie is really very dramatic and although it might appear to everyone that it is an “antiwar” one, but the author himself declared that the point which he wanted to focus on in this movie was orphans and how society is cruel towards them to the extend that at the end of the movie “they died out of hunger!”
Isn’t that really horrible?!!!
How cruel!!!
At the end of the movie there were some subtitles wrtitten in Arabic; I don’t know whether they are translated or they are the translator’s, but they affected me very much and here they are:
إلى تلك الأكباد الحرى والأكباد العطشى”
إلى الشفاه الذابله والأجسام الذاويه
التى قضت عذاباً تحت سطوة الحرب والفقر واليتم
نرفع الصلاة لأرواحهم الطاهره
ونكفكف دموع مقاييهم الغائرة فيمن بقى منهم بيننا
تحننوا على فقرائكم وأرحموا يتاماكم
مدوا لهم اليد الحانيه والقلوب النابضة بالحب
قبل أن يلبسهم الفقر كفن الأجل وثوب الموت
“وردة حب وحنان لكل “سيتا” و “ساتيسكو” فى العالم
Please watch the movie… I am sure you will like it 🙂
To relate, I just want to mention a situation that happened to me yesterday, just 2 hours before watching the movie: when I was on my way back home, I was standing in El-Garage station waiting for a microbus to take me home. I saw a little child who has a dark skin and is hardly walking on his foot. He has an Afro black hair and he is nearly 6 years old. He had a Miranda can which he was drinking which made me amazed الكحكه فى أيد اليتيم عجبة . And I thought maybe someone gave it to him! “He is a beggar”, ومن النوع الرخم اللى بيجى ويلزق . I watched him and noticed that he walks towards any family and starts doing his “job”. He hid the Miranda can behind his back and tried to beg from a family, and when they they gave him nothing, he went and throw the can away (when it was still full,) because he thought it might be an obstacle that prevents him from doing his job “well”. And he proceeded with another family!!!
At that moment, my microbus came and I had to leave…
Dignity… we don’t have?!!!
The child begs just to beg; he got used to it, not because he is hungry!!!
Japanese people have dignity, they never ask for food, except when it’s very very urgent, and if they refused, they never ask again… they die with dignity!!!
شوفتوا إحنا بنربى ولادنا على ايه وهما بيربوا ولادهم على ايه!!! ه
Here we go again…
For another year to live, 2012,
Another 12 months, another 356 days,
Another many hours, minutes and seconds I don’t care to count!!!
I look at 2011, a personal one and see what I actually achieved…
And what I find is not very little,
I jumped through different jobs and now I relatively have a stable one.
Thanks God…
2011 was supposed to be called “The Pre-MA” year.
That’s the name I named it!
And unfortunately I didn’t achieve it!
I failed in the Pre-MA exams!!!
Why? I don’t know why!
Or maybe it’s because I didn’t concentrate…
Hell with it!!!
how was I supposed to concentrate when I had two jobs at the same time?!!!
Anyway, I am starting 2012 with two subjects (i.e. Stylistics and Syntax).
And a French course…
So, if we were to call the 2012 academically
It would be the “French year”
Now let’s move to the general knowledge part.
I feel like a damn stupid creature in politics.
I don’t have a base to argue with anyone about my point of view concerning a certain issue
All what I’ve got is the common sense… and it’s not enough.
That’s why,
This year, 2012
I will concentrate on only the political books to read.
Here we go for another name “The Political year”
And God bless my body,
Since I was 16, I didn’t play any sport regularly,
And now I am 23…
like too old to start over again
I am not sure what to play even,
But I don’t believe in the too late concept!
Maybe because I am always too late:
if I believed in in I would end up doing nothing 😀
My body makes me feel sick sometimes;
Like everyday when I wake up too lazy to start my day
Like when I watch some fit bodies and envy them for having such ones
So here we go for another name of 2012: “The Fitness year”
Oh, did I forget how much I’ve been far away from God in 2011!
Oh, and did I forget how many blessings He blessed me in this year!!!
And I wasn’t that thankful!
And I was that human!!!
I think I should pray more to Allah,
And thank Allah more,
For everything,
Through everything I am doing, I intend satisfying Allah.
Smile,
And smile,
Like a smile,
A true smiling…
And oh,
the last two,
are like the dressing,
The first three wear.
They give them taste,
They link them together,
They give a true meaning,
Of why they are being done.
Happy New
French,
Political,
Fitness, 2012
Wish to change the title of this note in the beginning of 2013;
From “2012 goals” to be “2012 achievements”
والله المستعان
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