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The Violinist

One of my neighbors is playing violin and he/she is just a pro, playing smoothly with an enjoyment not just practicing.. And the sound is reaching my window, feels like am having a concert in my balcony which is a bless whilst I miss live music the most in this curfew.. This really made my day that I have a curiosity towards him/her for the first time in my life, I was always discrete with my neighbors, but this time I really wanna break the rule.. 🎻🤎

#Random_Thoughts #Corona_Diaries #Curfew_Memoirs #Venting

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Venting..

Another level of terror; The second deceived case in Egypt due to Covid-19 is a man in his seventies from a very nearby neighborhood “Hadayek Helwan”, beside the sad fact that a someone’s father, someone husband,... was buried in silence, no funeral, no prayers and his loved ones are in quarantine instead of having a final chance to say goodbye.. This is real, we are truly living this, we are staying home which is a thing am enjoying normally as a super introverted person but feels like suffocating this time!! We are still alive but which life?! We could be working from home, actually this is not new for me but could we work in fear?! all I feel now is the END is near and nothing makes sense anymore, a feeling I’m living for the third time in my life, the first was after my father passed away and the hospital releases his body with a fraud report claiming he died after a sharp drop in his blood circulation to cover for themselves and for his doctor while he was accidentally killed by that doctor who was his friend and who also ran away and disappear, and the second was after surviving a mascara and and witnessing people dying around me, both times I lost pieces of me, parts of me never returned, they are calling it the surviver guilt, I feel it hardly these days, to survive this or not, I know we will not be the same..

May ALLAH have mercy on us all..

#Random_Thoughts #Corona_Diaries #Sending_toxic_thoughts_to_void #Venting

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The game

A machine could be burnt by triggering on/off way too much, imagine the effect of this on relationships!

If u r into someone, quit the games n just say it, nothing better than being straight forward regardless the results.

Like “Matt Damon” once said in “We got a zoo” just have 30 seconds of courage n spell it out!

Or in other words we are old for this ****!

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Guarded

This morning I requested "Uber" for a business related trip, I took minutes to get to the car, when I get closer to the car I saw an old couple from the neighbors stand near to their villa's gate smiling to me gently so I smiled back to them. As soon as I got to the car the gentleman started to walk away n the lady got back to the villa. Then the driver told me that they were standing like that watching him as soon as he arrived as they feel he was waiting for someone n they were assuring the passenger is safe. Unfortunately our quiet neighborhood became not much safe lately n my sister's been already beaten n robbed on her way to work morning a while ago but the idea of being guarded like that is really relieving. Some neighbors told my mom that they were watching for me while I was waiting for the work bus early morning to make sure I'm safe but this's the first time I saw it. Well, this made my day, some simple actions make people heroes n truly make life bearable. Elhamdo le ALLAH, morning =)

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The slide

Days ago, I'd some hard times that I didn't take it though I passed through harder, may be it was the time to collapse for a while. Any way, I did something I've not done since I was a little kid, I went to sleep beside my mother. It was a very peaceful night, she calmed me, kept me in her arms all night n red Qur'an to me which was really helpful. I got up the next day in a quiet mood n with a clear mind n relieved soul. We were chatting the day after remembering the last night I slept beside her. "I was about 7, I was sick with one of those kids' fevers n I was n still a terrible sick kid. So I gave her hard times that we both felt asleep deeply that night, during our sleep, an incident happened n we felt nothing n I remembered it as it was yesterday: above my bed n up on the wall, I'd a painting hanged up, during the night n out of no where the rope tied it to the nail hot cut n the painting started to slowly slide on the wall behind my bed till it reached the ground to crash into many little pieces of glass n wood! The thing is we didn't feel a thing, we've not heard the loud sound of the crash! Next day we got up to find out what'd happened, my dad couldn't believe that, the painting was hanged in an angle that make it defiantly falls on us if the rope cut, he's an engineer n he knows what he was talking about. He kept thanking ALLAH n saying I was about to lose the two of you once, we were ALLAH forbid about to be slaughtered. But it was a mercy n a care from ALLAH, the painting's fallen down with an impossible angle not to hit us, we were deeply sleeping that we'd not felt a thing, if one of us got up or move may be the painting had moved n fallen on us, we even'd not heard a thing n slept peacefully. Remembering this in this hard time I'm having is a relief n a reminder that we are watched by him, no need for a worry. We kept the painting but never hanged up again, despite it was a lovely one for the fall "my favorite season". May be sleeping beside my mother that night was to remind me of all this. "For verily thou art in our eyes, فإنك بأعيننا, Qur'an (52:48)" Elhamdo le ALLAH =)

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To Lose

N you know you are getting old when you find yourself totally accept the lost. To know when to stop fighting & it's time to quit holding enough wounds. To know that going by will not mean anything but more pain. To know that it's better to lose sometimes than lose forever. To know that time heals everything. To know that this will pass & you'd make the best of it & move on.

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Bedtime stories <3 Miss those days when the day treat was waiting for baba's bedtime story.. Still remember our sitting, he tells n I close my eyes picturing his tales.. There's no special occasion to tell about you, just I saw the picture n remembered us doing the same, btw, I've made my peace you're no longer here n totally accept the fate <3 R.I.P ALLAH's gift, the faithful friend I'd once n the one n only who not only accept but love me the way I'm <3

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Counting the Blessings Project, 2015 =)

As 2014 was not a very happy year for me. As I kept complaining a lot allover the year. As I stopped being thankful for the blessings I've n took them for granted. As I started considering myself a miserable person with a fake lough. As I forgot all about my old true happy me. This year 2105 I grabbed an old note with blank pages I had a long ago n wrote in the first page "Counting the Blessings Project, 2015 =)", turned the page n started randomly listing the blessings I've n took for granted, I filled a page already n intend to continue like that allover the year, may be counting, remembering n being thankful for what I already have get me to what I want =)) The Note is a joy itself, it's covered by a map for the world n contains maps for the continents inside it. Who knows?! May be it's a sign n I do believe in signs =))