Monday, March 13, 2006

Lessons of Life

Here is an email I got..nice read :)

There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look at a pear tree that was a great distance away.The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in summer, and the youngest son in the fall.When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe what they had seen. The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son said no it was covered with green buds and full of promise. The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.

The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they had each seen but only one season in the tree's life. He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season, and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons are up.If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your spring, the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.


Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest. Don't judge life by one difficult season. Persevere through the difficult patches and better times are sure to come some time or later.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Once in the Hospital..

Last week I went to visit my aunt at a hospital..she had troubles with her knees..

I arraived there at 20:30..I sat next to her bed..and had a little chat with her..she was so happy and delightful because of my visit.. :)

At that time..three of her friends came in..I went to the other room so they can sit with her..

While I was in the other room I saw a portrait picture of a woman on the wall..it was a young woman, in her mid 30's..she had this ambigues and confident look..behind her, a view on the beach at sunset time..(BTW I'm into art, calligraphy, paintings...etc so bear with me if you find this a little weird, :P)..the picture was stunning..It might not be that amazing to others(otherwise it wont be hanged on some hospital's room!!) but I just found it beautiful..

when I saw that woman's face..many things came in to my mind..I rememberd many things..I rememberd her..I rememberd my dear friend..I even rememberd my ex!! I thought of that woman on the portrait itself..her name was Salma..I knew that because there were few lines under the portrait..(the text were in Arabic..below is a translation)

عيناك البراقتان اعطتني الدفء
ثغرك البسام اعطاني الأمل
انت..كل سعادتي
انت..سبب وجودي
سلمى..في ماذا تفكرين؟
سلمى..بمن تحلمين؟

your shining eyes gave me the warmness..
your gorgeous smile gave me the hope..
you are my happiness..
you are the reason of my existence..
Salma..what are you thinking of..
Salma..who are you dreaming about..

(Special Thanks to my friends, bloggers, collegues whom wished me a happy birthday..yesterday 9th March was my 28th BD :) thank you guys!)

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Time for Marrige?

Yesterday I went to my friend's marrige ceremony ...and last week I was in a relative of mine engagement's party. After my 25th birthday, people started to say..ahmed when are you getting married? it's your turn now ahmed..yalla ahmed hope to see you NEXT!!

Today I'm about to be 28 years old..and now I get more comments than beofre; ahmed you better get married soon before its too late! ahmed what's holding you? your not gay, aren't you? :S lool imagine such comments everyday..at home, work, with friends and even in my father's office..the tea boy haneef, a very nice guy, he was working in my father's office for a long time.. he ALWAYS say (sarcastically), come on ahmed I know you..you must have known hundreds of girls..why don't you marry one? :S :S

Now you guys tell me..is there a fixed age deadline for marrige? aren't we suppose to be at least convinced to take such a big decision?