كل تدوينات هلال شومان حلوين بستمتع بقرايتهن وحدة وحدة. كلن, السياسيّة, الإنسانية والفنية. بس آخرتدوينة, "ذاكريا ترى" دمّرتني. قعدت أكتر من ساعة عيد الغنية وأرجع إقرا النص. ما مذكرة أيمتى بكيت هالقد. يمكن من أيام المراهقة أو يمكن أيام الحب. مش عارفة هو السبب اللحن الفرنسي الحزين أو يمكن صوت فيروز اللي بيوحي بالأمل واليأس سوا. أو النص و فكرة الحب اللي بس منقراعنو بالقصص و منتمنى نلاقيه و نحنا متأكدين إنو موجود بس هو شاطر كتير بلعبة الغميضة. لنكتشف بعدين إنو الحب متل الوطن هو فكرة منركض وراها كل عمرنا ونحنا متأكدين إنو بالنتيجة تعبنا رح يجيب فايدة والأيام الحلوة جايي.
I left this comment on Hilal’s latest post.
I hate the fact that I don’t dream anymore! Life was much nicer when I used to dream and think that better days are coming. Now I only plan. I know exactly where my life is going. I hate that. I don’t have a dream people I don’t have a dream. Where did my dreams go? I so much wanted to be independent and in control of my life. I hated to death helpless women and as a kid I swore that I will never ever be a Cinderella. I’m exactly where I anticipated being more than 10 years back.
Although I was one of those who blamed Hariri for not being able to come back to Lebanon, I knew when he was murdered that they did not kill the person, they killed the country. And I told everybody I know that Lebanon will never stand on it feet again. Not because Hariri was flawless, god forbid, but because of the signification of the act. When we used to do commentaire composé in college we used to read between the lines… I remember the day he stayed in Burj Al Arab, he was invited by Sheikh Mohammed for some pan arab event that I don’t remember anymore. What I remember is I was so happy when I saw him. I refused to leave the hotel and stayed on his floor. When I escorted him to his suite he asked me what am I doing in Dubai and asked me to go back to Lebanon. I remember Abou Tarek, the guy that was killed with him, coming to my desk and offering me assistance if I want to go back to Lebanon, but I was like: what to do in Lebanon? Go back to MEA? No way… I remember the skinny guy who came to thank Hariri. He was the skinnier person I have ever seen, maybe his wife was skinnier than him. The guy was a Lebanese who’d been unrightfully imprisoned for five years and Hariri personally talked to the sheikh and got him back his freedom…
I still had a dream then; I still hoped that one day things will get better. Not anymore…Where is my Cinderella? I want my Cinderella back….
Hilal’s Blog: http://www.hilalchouman.blogspot.com/
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I think u read the post in he wrong time :S
ReplyDeletewe all plan, we all still dream, maybe less maybe more.. but it remains, we still have hidden feelings, just need to dig up alittle.
I think the song that gave u that feeling not the post, or maybe the mix, don't know. you can easily get addicted to this 60's fairouzian song. even the words play a role in that.
anyway, tc ya achinar and u throw the klinex and prepare ur self for ur vacation.. khalas :P
:-) don't blame it on the song Hilal, it was definitely the combination.
ReplyDeleteYou're right, we do plan and dream, but I just lost my dream with too much planning. I lost my dream somewhere between the assassination of Hariri, July’s Israeli assault and today. All what is happening is the rippling effect that I’m sure has affected so many people on a personal and social level. It reminds me of Ihsan Abdul Qaddous’s novel: Al Hazima Kan Ismaha Fatima.
Anyways, I’m a survivor, I have Phoenician ancestors and I will figure out a way to reincarnate my dream. But now I’ll take your advice and concentrate on my vacation. Kleenex bye bye, wool socks hala. YIPPEEEEEEEEE
Hi.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the link about the lie post, i enjoyed. My simple opinion is that lying is an objective tool and the intentions behind it add the subjectivity to the lying act, it's like a knife it can be used for a good purpose or a bad one, u have to see where it leads to judge if it is acceptable or it is vicious, the intentions behind the lie are the bad ones or the good ones. A lie can kill, or it can give a second chance to persons who deserve it.
About hilal's post, i liked it as u did, but i saw it in a positive way, things can evolve in a totaly unpredicted way to a better state. And about dreaming and planning, i think that if u think about it u'll find that it was a dream that led u to plan, but when things get materialized they lose this beautiful bright feeling that a dream injects into us. i think that u can take a deep breath and relax a little and continue on planning in a dreamy way. i believe that a human being has the choice of controling how he sees things, so we shouldn't be that much organically connected to events happening around us, we can make the choice of not allowing a replica of the ugly events happening around us to be born inside us to repeat the same melancholy inside, we are independent idividuals, i believe that if we choose to adapt with the environment and look for our best, dreams will always be alive and will change reality to the better when we make part of them become true.
tc and have a nice trip
Rany
جميلة هي كتاباتك رجل او إمرأة كنت ولكني اشعر ان هناك نقص ما في شخصيتك بسبب عرض الصورة الساخنة
ReplyDeletewaynek Achinar? haven't seen you since last year ..
ReplyDeleteHello Rayyash, welcome on the blog and glad you like my writings. I'm a woman, and i have more than one nude picture on the site. I also discuss sometimes some sexual issues. The human body is beautiful, be it a man or a woman and there is nothing wrong in talking about sex it's normal. At least that's the way i see it.
ReplyDeleteMory, dear i'm across the atlantic but will be back in full energy very soon.
Rany, thanks a lot for the enlighting commet. We shall have more discussions hopefully when i come back.