It was a special day, people go and come in small groups like if it was a festival, ike if it wasn't for me. I was in the middle of that, three angled corner that looked like an old Arabic tiny street where walls were so brown and covered with some green trees, a familiar and lovely place, I was going and coming with those groups, my eyes pointed  the small balcony, every moment that goes by without seeing you, something  in my mind tells me to be patient, it is never too late,  holding that flower pot hoping to get the one I'm seeing in the tree at the same balcony, it is a bit higher to me to reach it, people kept coming and going randomly, they didn't know what they want but I did.
finally, a volumic beautiful voice that I like touched my ears , the voice that I wanted to hear most and that I recognized it from thousands of others, I twitched my face which was looking to the flower pot up to see that happy face with a big smile well drown on it, my body was frozen, my heart pulses were risen that I could hear them in my ears,  an Angel face , The smile broke across your face the way the sunrise set the clouds on fire.It was you, you were laughing as usual, smiling that crooked smile that I love when your lips turn up in a private smile, you became somehow on the ground near me.
Looking for the three flowers, a small red flower in a red plastic pot that you were holding in your hands, we were kneeling, the three flowers on the ground now, I don't feel people anymore, time suddenly stopped, I couldn't fathom the whole situation out, how can I ?, and the sheer beauty at the way you always phrase your words never failed to amaze me, couldn't seem to pull in enough oxygen from the air, I was in the habit of touching that flower pot whenever the chance presented itself, playing like a baby girl, laughing like I never did before. How I wouldn't and the happiness was meant to be born in your piercing crystalized eyes.
~ Fouzia

I have quite known Sisilia's  relation with Romio, I got Lorando and I'm still wanna get rid of Sheldon....
I admit it...I'm paradoxically girl...
it is kindda Fun huh ?

My drive to specialness, to individual identity is but the drive to avoid relationship, which, in any ultimate sense, is impossible. Therefore, as long as I persist in the belief
Pain ?  the pain engendered by this split cannot be wished away and can only be pushed into sub-consciousness and projected onto something seemingly external. 

I lean my head against the car window, watching the scenery zip by, a tableau of dark green fir trees dotted with snow, wispy strands of white fog, and heavy gray storm clouds up above. It's so warm in the car that the windows keep fogging up, and I draw little squiggles in the condensation. Happy to be in a warm car with my sonata and my family. I close my eyes.

I like those moments for no reason an over dose of enjoyment and happiness enter your heart without knocking, deciding to stay and give it a squeeze and some Extra beating,  when u wish that time stops and just be stuck in the here, it is cuz...? oh no I don't think So.

  

        I say, "No, I don't" and to get to the reason why I answered this way, you and I have to think about success and failure a little differently than we're used to.
       To begin with, Winston Churchill once quoted as follow “Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.”
       the fact of how scientists or entrepreneurs are not ashamed or afraid to share their failures should be pointed out. They share often and without hesitation because their goal is to advance everyone’s knowledge of how the world works, and figuring out how it doesn't work is an essential piece of that puzzle.
     To return to, I believe that what matters most is the lessons you learnt from our failures experiences, so instead of telling you my melodramatic sad failures stories, it would be better to sum up the scenario into WHAT I HAVE LEARNT FROM  ?, and here you some of it; if something isn't going to work, fail fast. Don't waste time, Don't tie yourself to a particular business model. Be ready to pivot; be ready to adapt.
     In the end those little failures experiences will just make you more practical, you will gain a real-world experience, will make u practitioner...isn't this enought
see? no drama just reality plus I'm not neither a scientist nor an entrepreneur...

As in the Prophet’s era there are people in our times seeking the truth. In many cases it is due to dissatisfaction with the dogmas of their religions. These seekers find that their questions are unanswered in their inherited religion and blind faith is insisted upon by its priests.Consequently, more literature, tapes and programs which present the Islamic solutions to religious mysteries needs to be developed. Literature which demonstrates that Prophet Jesus was in fact a prophet of Islam and that his message was Islam needs to be widely distributed.

What to do when whole world is on one side and you are on Opposite ?
Simple...just turn back and you will be leader of the whole world....:)

First tell them what are you going to tell them, next tell them, Finaly tell them what u have just told them.
Making a representation is that easy, right ?