Flower pot


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

pa para paradox....


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 ?

Another way of stating the fundamental conflict in my mind




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. 

wish you were there...



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.

PS: thanks for being my friend.



there comes a point in your life when you realize who really matters, who never did, and who always will.

The need to belong

Humans are social animals. Evolutionarily speaking, it is fair to say that social bonding has helped us survive. It is a tough world out there, and we have a lot better shot at thriving if we're sharing resources and responsibilities, protecting and supporting each other in groups. The is not say you need to be joined at the hip with everyone-our social needs have to be balanced with our autonomy, or sense of personal control, so we feel both connected and independent. However, sometimes we are denied that sense of belonging. We have all experienced the pain of being ignored or rejected at some point in our lives. It is worse than just about anything. The evidence for this is bundant - one recent study suggested that teenagers who had a sense of belonging to their community had better health and emotional outcome than those who did not feel like they belonged. Cultures all over the world actually use ostracism, or social exclusion, as a type of punishment whether it's kids in time-out, adults in exile, or prisoners in solitary confinement, separation feels like a punch in the gut

TUNISIA...A HAPPY FAMILY

GOAL: To visit 6 countries by DECEMBER  18th, 2024

CURRENT STATUS: 1/6
the first step toward my new goal if visiting Six Countries


December, 19 th, was the day when I took the first step toward that dream I set recently, I always read about how much amazing is to travel but I never knew how much wonderful and extraordinary is to try and experience it urself...
It was fast, yeah I believe that I became more able to use the SECRET more than any other time, and I own that to first my God Allah and then to the environment where I live, my friends, my teachers and every single person I knew even the people I don't....this is what I believe it made me build a great understanding to how live this journey...

 Fisrt Day:
it was Friday.  I like Fridays for its blessings. Its the day of rest and Couscouss, I woke up on my mother's voice, it was cold and I could barely open my eyes. I wished to sleep for just five minutes but in the end I woke up, I brushed my teeth washed my face as fast as I can- I have always been the slowest person in preparing herself in our home- so I kinda hate to give the same impression to my cousin and aunt that I gave to my family....
By the time we got all our stuff out in the driveway, it was clear we had a space problem. Mom and my aunt started going through everything and wondering how we could fit all our staff in the car.
but we did...continued