Posted: December 19, 2014 in Echoes Of A Thought
Erma Bombeck once said: “There’s nothing sadder in this world than to awake Christmas morning and not be a child.”
On this snowy night I am a child again, miles away from home I dream of the shade of my father’s Christmas tree, caressed by the harsh breezes of winter I yearn for the warmth of my mother’s embrace, would the Christmas eve take me home again? to sing with the rhythms of jingle bills and mingle with the presents underneath the Christmas tree. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: December 7, 2014 in Echoes Of A Thought
I have been thinking for an hour as I am staring to my screen doing absolutely nothing, about how many lives have crossed through me and how many have I passed by, but what put me into wondering is that I now realized that I am no more that same person, maybe time had changed and things are no longer in their right places, but if I went back there and walked across the same old steps, I wouldn’t be shocked to find out that it was me who changed after all, and I can’t help but to wonder if that is something I should be happy about or not. Have I made the right choices? Have I been fixing myself or only trying to clean up my regrets? Have I messed up? Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: November 28, 2014 in Spotlight
I have been thinking for an hour how to begin writing this post after this long time, should I start by saying how guilty I felt or should I say how much things have changed since then, I guess I should start by saying how much I’ve missed writing and sharing my thoughts in here, how many times I’ve opened that white sheet but no word seemed to come out, I guess I will have to admit that something was missing in me, it’s that part of me again, the one I used to call “the trouble maker”.
But tonight words are slowly drifting through me, as I am yearning for a person that I used to be, awakened by an old song that I was just listening to, which had flashed back old images into my sight. Nostalgia do they call it?
So tonight I went through the old posts on Echoes, and reading your nice words and comments made me feel overwhelmed and grateful, and I would like to take this as a chance to thank you all for your encouragement and support, because after all that was the reason that put me into writing again.
Posted: April 11, 2014 in Echoes Of A Thought
I can’t believe I haven’t been writing since last September, but during those 7 months many things had happened that took me here and there, ups and downs, joys and setbacks, and being through all of this and having a messed up mind recently I was tempted to escape away for sometime and hide in my comfortable shelter, where words are my only company in one dull silent night. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted: September 27, 2013 in The Dark Side Of The Moon
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 »
Posted: September 5, 2013 in Echoes Of A Thought
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 »
Posted: August 28, 2013 in Rhythm Of Words
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 »