Ok, so I am inspired again and I am tempted to write tonight, but to tell you the truth I have no idea what my words are about, you know it is no easy thing to explain when you have so many mixed up feelings, you cannot tell wither you’re happy or sad, is it a good mood or a bad one? how can you tell? Read the rest of this entry »
Have you ever passed by a place and your mind started reminding you of a time you’ve been there before? maybe you have done something big back then or maybe you were sharing some good time with a special one, either ways, even though you have passed by the place and went on, you eventually discover that you are still there and you haven’t left after all, the memory is still the same and the smell of coffee is still fresh, so you turn your face all around you into every detail and every corner to see that it’s the same scene again except for this time you are all alone. Read the rest of this entry »
Reading this post today by my friend Roba Al Assi had deeply moved me and brought tears to my eyes, I had to share this post to show the tragic and sad situation that we have reached to, heartbreaking indeed to see death everyday on the T.V screen as if it has become something normal, something that we got used to, what a shame!
By Roba Al Assi: Read the rest of this entry »
Today I read a status on Facebook that says: “imagine if you just got up to discover that all your life was just a dream, and you are still six years old, afraid to go to school”, can you imagine that? What would be your first reaction?
Well, I guess the deeper question would be whether you will try to live your life the way you had lived in the dream, or would you try to cross a different road to change it? would you be thankful that it was just a dream or would you be sad that all your life was not real? Read the rest of this entry »
My topic for today is what I hate about people, I’m gonna tell you things I guess we would all agree on, provoking acts that people do to play on our nerves, silly acts actually that reflect only their lack of taste and awareness, and what I hate the most is that a new young generation is being raised on the same lousy ethics, and nobody is making a stand to stop all this nonsense. Read the rest of this entry »
I have been thinking for sometimes on how to start this post after this long time, I have been reading old posts on Echoes and I’ve been reading yoru comments as well, and it made me realize how much I have missed you all and how much I’ve missed sharing our minds with each others, I hate it that I had circumstances that set me away of Echoes and took all my inspirations to write. Read the rest of this entry »
White Nights is like many other stories for Dostoevsky, told by a nameless narrator, the story begins with the lonely nameless young man, who usually walks in the streets of the city and makes talks with the houses there, he lives alone in an absurd way, as a thinker or a dreamer as he names it, the story has been told in four nights, giving the lonesome young man a new taste of life, the way he had always dreamed but thought he would never experience. Read the rest of this entry »