الاثنين، 14 نوفمبر 2011

أحزاننا

لنطرح السؤال التالي على أنفسنا:

هل نحن سعداء فعلا؟

ستكون الإجابة نحن سعداء و لكن ....!! أو لم نعثر على السعادة الكاملة

أو حياتنا عبارة عن رحلة للبحث عن لحظة من السعادة

لذا نستطيع أن نعتبر حياتنا مجرد سلسلة متكررة من الأحزان

فمهما طال عمر الفرح (زمنه قصير) و مهما قصر الحزن (زمنه أطول)

شدني لذلك قول والدي و بدأت مسيرة الأحزان

فيما يعني بأن الأحزان ستصبح متسلسلة

هل جبلت أنفسنا و مشاعرنا على الأحزان أم أن هذه الدنيا مجرد دار للشقاء و العذاب

مهما بلغت بنا السعادة لا يزال هناك ما ينغص صفو حياتنا

و حتى لو كان لدينا كل ما نحتاجه في حياتنا من مال و بنون .... الخ

لا يزال هناك شعور ضئيل بعدم الإقتناع و الكآبة

لماذا!!! هل هناك خطأ ما؟؟؟

قال أحد الشعراء

محن الزمان كثيرة لا تنقضي ..........و سروره يأتيك بالفلتات

قرأت في أحد الكتب قصة خلق سيدنا آدم عليه السلام

و سأعرض مقطعاً منها هنا لشرح مقصدي

قال الله تعالى:(هَلْ أَتَى عَلَى الْإِنسَانِ حِينٌ مِّنَ الدَّهْرِ لَمْ يَكُن شَيْئاً مَّذْكُوراً)..سورة الإنسان آية "1"

قال ابن عباس : الانسان هو آدم عليه السلام

و الحين هو أربعين سنة كان سيدنا آدم عليه السلام جسداً ملقى على باب الجنة

فماذا كان يحصل لهذا الجسد الملقى هناك؟؟

أربعون سنة يمطر عليه مطر الحزن ثم أمطر عليه مطر السرور سنة واحدة

فلذلك كثرت الهموم في أولاده و تصير عاقبتها إلى الفرح و الراحة

انتهى

فلا عجب الآن من أحوالنا و أحزاننا

فمهما طال زمانها ستنقلب إلى فرح

مقالة كتبتها اليوم بعد تفكير و تمحيص

دمتم بسعادة و صفاء

ثورات

بدأت الثورات العربية شتاءً

ثم أصبح ربيع الثورات العربية

نحن الآن في أواخر فصل الصيف و مازالت 3 ثورات غير محسومة

شهر رمضان أتى و مازال هناك أخوة لنا يعتصمون بأكبر ميادين بلدانهم

يتمنون العيش الكريم

يتمنون المساواة بين كافة فئات المجتمع

مطالبهم لا تتجاوز طلب لقمة العيش الكريمة بعرق الجبين

و إلغاء ما يسمى بالواسطة و المحسوبية و فيتامين واو

في عالمنا العربي و أقول عالم و ليس وطن لأنه يعتبر عالم آخر

لا يعيش فيه سوى العرب

الذين نسوا أخلاق العروبة من النبل و الشهامة و نصرة المظلومين

ليس هناك من هو عادل و منصف

الكريم أصبح يقال له مبذر أو مسرف أو ضعيف الشخصية

إذا لم تكن ذئباً أكلتك الذئاب

هذا مايسير عليه الجميع في أيامنا

وطني حبيبي الوطن الأكبر يوم وراء يوم أمجاده بتكبر

و إنتصاراته ماليه حياته وطني بيكبر و بيتحرر

لن نردد هذه الكلمات بصدق إذا لم نقم بواجبنا نحن أولا تجاه بلداننا

فالحاكم الجائر إبتلاء من الله

لأننا إنشغلنا عن ديننا بدنيانا

أشغلنا الركض وراء المادة و متع الحياة الدنيا عن عبادة الله التي من أجلها خلقنا

لم نخلق من أجل أن ننال أعلى الدرجات و نرتقي إلى أعلى المناصب

August 6


2011



ما نظنه نقمة قد يكون نعمة كبيرة

فتلك المصائب المتوالية تقوينا

تجعلنا نشيد لأنفسنا حصوناً منيعة لمواجهة أعاصير الحياة

التي تعصف ببنياننا من وقت لآخر

و أثناء تلك المواجهات

تولد تلك الشرارة التي لا تنطفيء

تشعل كل ماحولها بسياط الكلمات أو ضربة فرشاة

فقر

يتم

غربة

حرمان

حزن

جراح

آلام

مرض

ظلم

هي ما يجعلها تشتعل و يزداد لهيبها

نحس بتلك المشاعر

بعد أن تكتب بعاطفة من دموعهم و دمائهم

تترك في أنفسنا آثاراً لا تمحوها أصابع الزمن

أوراقنا لوحاتنا

حروفنا و أقلامنا

هي مفتاح حياتنا

الثورات و الحروب و المجاعات

المهجر و الغربة و الملاجيء

هي منبع الإبداع

فلننظر لشعراء و كتاب ماقبل القرن العشرين و القرن الحادي و العشرين

حين كانت تكثر الحروب و النزاعات بين البشر

كانت تلك الأوقات عصور الكتابة الذهبية

و عصور اللوحات التي لا تقدر بثمن في وقتنا الحالي

درسنا في مادة الأدب بالثانوية العامة

عن شعراء المهجر

حنينهم لأوطانهم خلق لديهم حالة من الإبداع اللامتناهي

شوق قيس لليلى

الزير سالم و حروبه

شعراء الإسلام الذين جابوا ساحات الحرب بسيوفهم

لا أدري لما أكتب الآن

أوجه الحديث لنفسي أم لأشخاص آخرين

ربما نبعت كلماتي من شعور بالقنوط فيما يخص الأدب و الفنون في عصرنا الحالي

نعم إنقرض المبدعون

الثلاثاء، 18 أكتوبر 2011

In a relationship, married or not… You should read this.
Marriage.

“When I got
home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up
.”

الاثنين، 3 أكتوبر 2011

كيف نمرض لمدة يوم

تلك اللحظات التي تراودنا فيها أفكار مجنونة
فنقوم بفعل أشياء غريبة و غير متوقعة

حاليا تراودني تلك الحالة من الجنون
لدرجة أني أفكر بأن أمرض للحصول على بعض التغيير في روتيني اليومي

و طريقة حصولي على مرض لمدة يوم فقط
هي شرب كوب من النسكافيه بدون إضافة أي قطرة حليب
و عدم تناول الطعام قبلها او بعدها لمدة لا تقل عن ساعتين

بعدها سأصاب برجفة و برود في الجسم بالإضافة إلى هبوط في ضغط الدم
و قد أصاب بالإغماء للحظات بسيطة
ثم ينتهي كل ذلك بأن أقوم بإرجاع كل ما تناولته

و أعود للنوم مع صداع مؤلم ليلاً

بقلمي
شهرين آخرين يمضيان على موعد بدء دراستي في أمريكا
و لا يوجد أي أمل حتى هذه اللحظة بالسفر
حاولت أن أجرب التقدم إلى عدة وظائف
و لكن لا جواب ليومنا هذا

ربما قراري في إختيار تخصصي منذ البداية خاطيء
فبالرغم من وجود عدة خيارات أمامي
إخترت هذا التخصص و أمضيت كافة سنين دراستي به

هناك صعوبات واجهتني أثناء دراستي بالجامعة
الرسوب في ३ مواد
و بآخر مرة كان سيتم فصلي إذا لم أنجح و تضيع حياتي العلمية هباءً

في لحظات اليأس هذه من المستقبل القادم
لا أملك سوى الدعاء و أن أمني نفسي بأن القادم ربما سيكون أفضل

الى لقاء آخر

الاثنين، 1 أغسطس 2011

لم أسافر حتى هذه اللحظة
و مضى على موعد بدء دراستي أسبوعين كاملين 18/7/2011
و مثلما يقال اكتشفت بأن لدي عارض روحي
أنا الآن في فترة العلاج
أعتقد بأن الشفاء قريب
فأنا أشعر بالطمأنينة و السلام الداخلي أكثر من السابق
شكراً لكل من وقف معي و ساندني في محنتي
أما من تخلوا عني في لحظة الضعف هذه
فإلى (ستين ألف داهية، الباب اللي يودي ما يجيب)

سلااااام

الخميس، 28 يوليو 2011

Boys:
Tell her you love her but only if it's true.
Tell her youll never leave but only if you won't.
Tell her she's the most important thing in the world to you but only if you're willing to prove it.
Always listen to her.
Dont make her go too far. And no matter what always tell her she's beautiful.♥.

السبت، 2 يوليو 2011

أنا أؤمن



I Believe (LYRICS)

When you're searching for the light
And you see no hope in sight
Be sure and have no doubt
He's always close to you

He's the one who knows you best
He knows what's in your heart
You'll find your peace at last
If you just have faith in Him

You're always in my heart and mind
Your name is mentioned every day
I'll follow you no matter what
My biggest wish is to see you one day

Chorus:
I believe
I believe
Do you believe, oh do you believe?

Coz I believe
In a man who used to be
So full of love and harmony
He fought for peace and liberty
And never would he hurt anything
He was a mercy for mankind
A teacher till the end of time
No creature could be compared to him
So full of light and blessings

You're always in my heart and mind
Your name is mentioned every day
I'll follow you no matter what
If God wills we'll meet one day

Chorus

If you lose your way
Believe in a better day
Trials will come
But surely they will fade away
If you just believe
What is plain to see
Just open your heart
And let His love flow through

I believe I believe, I believe I believe
And now I feel my heart is at peace

Chorus

I believe I believe, I believe I believe



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pRztmbnyV70

الثلاثاء، 12 أبريل 2011

مقال في جريدة

لا أتذكر بأني كتبت سابقاً في مدونتي هذه بأنه تم نشر مقال لي في أحد الصحف المحلية
سأذكر القصة بالتفصيل:


في يوم من الأيام أصبت باليأس من كل شيء في حياتي فلا دراسة أو وظيفة
أحسست بالفراغ القاتل لدرجة أنني كنت أتصفح أي إعلان في كل موقع أقوم بدخوله
حتى عثرت على إعلان بأحد المنتديات عن المراسلة الصحفية
لا أتذكر تفاصيل الإعلان بالتحديد و لكن فيما معناه أنه يمكنني ان أكتب مقالاً يحكي تجربتي بأحدى الدوائر الحكومية او الخدمات ... إلخ
كتبت مقالاً عن عملي في إحدى الجمعيات الخيرية بمدينتي
كان المقال مؤثراً و لكني لا أتذكر تفاصيله الآن
كل ما أتذكره أنه كان عن وجوب شمول المساعدات المادية للمطلقات و أولادهن
لأن معظم الأزواج يهجرون أبنائهم بمجرد تطليق زوجاتهم

بعد مرور شهر و نصف تقريباً نسيت بأنني كتبت المقال و ارسلته
فوجئت بإتصال يردني من أحد المحررين بتلك الصحيفة ليقول لي قررنا نشر مقالك فأسلوبك التعبيري قوي جداً
و نعتذر عن التأخر في الرد لعدم وجودي لأني المسؤول عن قرآءة المقالات التي تأتي عبر الانترنت
تملكني الفرح بشدة و أصبحت تابع تلك الجريدة بحماس منذ تلك اللحظة :)

الآن أريد إعادة هذه التجربة مرة أخرى و الكتابة في تلك الجريدة

تحياتي و تمنوا لي التوفيق في هدفي الجديد

الخميس، 24 فبراير 2011

Learn How To Love Yourself

Learn How To Love Yourself

'I'm sure you read a lot of times this sentence : you need first to love yourself.
But what does that mean? Is it about getting you a hot chocolate when you are cold? Is it about getting you a new dress when you feel like it? Is it doing whatever you want when you want it? Is it about putting warm clothes on when it's freezing outside?

Loving yourself means to learn to treat you like a loving parent would do with his child.

When you are an adult, and I assume you are, you still have an Inner Child inside you. These are your emotions. At that level you still react like a child of 3-4 years old. Your emotions can not get older or mature. But you can get mature. You can learn how to respect them and how to handle them. You can learn how to take care of this Inner Child.

When you are not aware of your Inner Child, you try to live in an adult world like a 4-year old boy or girl. You feel all alone, afraid of the big nasty world there outside, not knowing what to do, where to ask for help, how to protect you. This is a very difficult way of doing. You will always feel afraid, fearful, doubtful, tired. It is hard to try to survive as a child in a grown up world. You will feel angry and afraid most of the time, and lost.

Why is that? Because nobody takes care of that Little Child inside you.
Let's say your name is Charlotte. You are 42 years old. Inside you lives the little Charlotte. She's four. When you are busy in the outside world taking care of other people, of business, of getting around, of doing a thousand things every day, the little Charlotte will feel overlooked. When you're always running to help others, to make sure their needs are fulfilled, you will be exhausted every night and cry in your bed. Sometimes you will get temper tantrums. You will feel very angry without any reason (but still there is one, a big one!).

All these big emotions are attempts from your Inner Child to get your attention.
Imagine you have, besides your children, husband, collegues, parents, friends, a little four-year old girl named Charlotte. Nobody ever notices her. Nobody takes care of her. Whenever she tries to tell something and get some attention, you shout to her "Shut up!". You say "I have to take care of my parents, my work, my husband, my paperwork, my friends, my other children, my house… I don't have time for you!"

How do you think she will feel? What do you think she will do? First she will try to get your attention by showing big emotions. She will cry a lot, she will scream and shout, maybe she's getting aggressive from time to time. You think you're angry at the outside world, but it is Your Inner Child that is angry with YOU! She's sad and angry because you don't care about her! You act as if she doesn't exist! Nothing is worse than acting as if our Inner Child doesn't exist. This means trying to live as if WE don't exist.

The worst feeling in the world is being unloyal to one's self. Nothing is worse than this!

How many times did we ignore what we felt, to please someone else. How many times did we say to our Inner Child "Shut up, you are not important, the other one is far more important than you are, go away, I don't want to hear you, I don't want to see you"? Awful isn't it? And we do this every time we let come the desire of the other one before ours.

This little Charlotte inside, what will she do? She will give up after a while. After trying a long time to show her emotions, she will give up. She will get very tired of all this and she will say :"It doesn't matter, she doesn't love me, she doesn't want to take care of me, I'm not worth it", and she will get depressed.

Of course you will think you get depressed because of others, because of your work, because of your children, because of your husband or parents.



It is nobody's fault. But you have to learn how to take care of this Inner Child which is suffering from your lack of attention to her.

When, after getting depressed things still don't change, there's one weapon left to catch your attention : little Charlotte will get sick. Or she will get an accident. Maybe that way the adult Charlotte will learn to give finally attention to her Inner Child, which is as real (if not more) as a real child of flesh and blood.

You need to learn how to be a loving parent for yourself.

What does that mean?

First you need to develop an Inner Mother. If you were lucky and had a loving caring mother, you can take her as an exemple. Otherwise you need to invent, to create this Inner Mother, which is your feminine caring energy. Everytime you have an emotion, your Inner Mother should ask your Inner Child : "What happens, my darling?" Listen to what your Inner Child has to say. Than you go on with the dialogue. Inner Mother says : "Come here. Come in my arms, I love you as you are. I love you with what you feel."
Doing that, the heaviness of the emotions will drop pretty much. Than you say these words : "I understand". These words are very important, because most of the time we don't feel very "normal" having the feelings we have and we try to ignore or suppress them, which makes them heavier. "I understand, my darling, come here in your Mothers arms, I love you."
Stay with these words and feelings for a while, and than ask :" What do you need?"
Whatever the Child answers, you say : "We will ask this of your Father".

And here starts the task of your Inner Father, who is there to protect you and to act for you in the outside world. You would never send a four-year old asking for a raise at work or getting to resolve a conflict at school or with the neighbours, would you? So why do you try it? Send out your Inner Father to take care of whatever you have to do in the outside world. Your Inner Father is your male energy, which enables you to make decisions, to take action, to follow your inner guidance (which is located in you Inner Child, also called Intuition) and to manifest your Child's desires in the world.

When your Child has a need, for instance to call someone or to go somewhere to arrange something, imagine that your Inner Child stays at home with his Mother who takes care of his feelings ("I understand you're afraid…") and that your Inner Father (another part of your being) goes out there to act. Your Inner Father is that part of you which is able to handle stress, to take action, to arrange conflicts and all other stuff that has to do with the outside world. If that part is missing because you didn't have a good model when you were little yourself, you will have to create and develop it.

Of course your Inner Child, Mother and Father are all parts of you. It is all you. It is just a model to understand what is happening inside you and how you can learn to love yourself.

Loving yourself is listening to your Inner Child, taking his emotions seriously, understanding what he feels and taking action in the desired direction. Loving yourself is having this dialogue with yourself every morning when you open your eyes, every evening when you go to bed, and every time you have an emotion.

Loving yourself is building a strong inner connection with yourself.
It is creating your own loving family, inside you. You will never feel alone anymore. You are already three! Call it your Trinity. Wherever you go, from now on you go with your Inner Family. Your are not alone. You are loved and you are protected. You listen to yourself and take care of that precious little Child that has been waiting for so long to get your attention and love.

This is inner healing.



الاثنين، 31 يناير 2011

بركان الغضب

يا بركان الغضب يا موحد العرب..

فور عالسجون فور عالرمال..

انزل عليهم من التلال من المدافع من الغضب..

و من الخنادق للغضب..

إغلي و فور ورينا كيف الموت يدور يا بركان الغضب..

لقد ثار البركان و سيمحي كل شيء يقف أمامه
إنها الثورة العربية
الثورة على نظام الحكم المستبد بها
الثورة على من حكمهم بعصا من حديد و جعلهم يرقصون على أنغامه
الثورة التي ستعلن فترة جديدة في تاريخ العالم
ستنكشف الأوراق و ستسقط الأقنعة
و ستسطع شمس الحقيقة لتضيء لنا الطريق الذي طالما ضللنا فيه
اشتعل الفتيل بإحتراق ذلك الشاب التونسي
و تبعته سلسلة الثورات

تونس و مصر و كما قرأت في ال 5 من فبراير سوريا
ماهي الدولة الآتية

فلننتظر

الخبر اليوم بفلوس بكرة يبقى بلاش
و احلى تحية للأمة العربية و سمعوني الوطن الأكبر للمجموعة

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ERFXIntNhQ

السبت، 22 يناير 2011

يوم من الذاكرة



في بداية المساء و قبل أن تغرب الشمس بما يزيد عن الساعة و النصف
تجمعت الغيوم لتكون غطاءً يحجب عنا أشعة الشمس الساطعة
كان لون السماء رماديا كئيبا ينذر بقدوم أمطار غزيرة
بدأت قطرات المطر بالتساقط على زجاج سيارتنا و لكني لم أعد أدراجي
بالرغم أنه كان من الأفضل العودة
ازدادت حدة المطر و عندها وصلت إلى مقر عملي التطوعي
و عندما وصلت إلى مكتبي كانت ملابسي نصف مبتلة
انتهت ساعات العمل و عند عودتي إلى المنزل هالني منظر الشوارع
فهي غارقة تماماً بالمياه
السيارات صغيرة الحجم لم تستطع إكمال السير
و لكني استطعت إكمال المسير

لم يتوقف المطر فأضطررت للتوقف عند منزل جدتي
لأنه يعتبر مجازفة إذا أكملت طريقي أكثر
مضت ساعة تلو الأخرى و توقف المطر أخيراً

بدا في ذلك الوقت كأن سماء المدينة التي أعيش بها تبكي بدون توقف
و إرتدت رداءً أسوداً كئيباً حداداً على شخص ما
و بدأت تعلن نعيه في تلك اللحظات

كان ذلك شعوراً أعتبره متشائما
و لكن بعد أسبوع فقط توفي شخص هام بالنسبة لنا
و أيضاً بالنسبة لمدينتنا
لن أذكر تفاصيلاً أكثر ، يكفي فقط هذه الكلمات البسيطة

رحم الله أمواتنا و أموات المسلمين