I have her face

An old man came running to me shaked my hand and said "You must be her daughter, you have her face", my sister and i frozed for a second, he introduced himself, a third cousin to my mother.
Legacy is the keyword here, what is left of you after death?????
When people still keep your face in their memory and your presence in their heart years after your death, it means you are a special person.
The love that i see in people's eyes for her is overwhelming, it makes me feel proud to be this very special woman's daughter.
This is not the first time it happens, in weddings i meet far relatives and acquaintances for the first time, and they always knew who I am before i spell my name "you must be her daughter, you have her face"
It's haunting me now ...
was it only her face that i have or more? I wish i have a bit of her soul too
 

شهوة الورق الأبيض

فى المكتبة حيث تتراص عشرات من الكراسات الجديدة أجد متعتى فى تأملهم وتحسس اغلفتهم
كل يوم ابغى كراسة جديدة ورقها ابيض ناصع يصرخ لحبر قلمى
كل ورقة بفكرة وكل كراسة 28 فكرة
وتطغى شهوة الورق الابيض على كل الشهوات
الكراسة الجديدة هى تحد جديد .. هل سيمكننى ملىء ورقها كله؟
هل ساكتب ما يستحق؟ هلى سارسم ما يعبر؟
مع نهاية كل كراسة اربح جولة واستعد لأخرى
للحظات يصغر العالم لتحتويه ورقة جديدة بيضاء تنتظر بشوق قلمى
ويكون الحل الاوحد لكل مشاكل العالم هو ان تمتلىء تلك الورقة بشىء ما
لا يوجد علاج معروف لشهوة الورق الابيض
ولا يمكن ترويض النفس على محاربتها
فتلك شهوة حميدة
شهوة تجعل الانسان فنان حالم

DAD 9 years have passed and you still amaze us

29/8/2001 one of the worst two days in our lives (my sister and I), the day my father passed away.
As any child thinks his/her father is the giant who can reach out to touch the moon, we did believe that during our father’s life, but after his death, the image changed TOTALLY.
One of the hardest and painful things that usually happened when someone dies is when the family has to go through his/her things (pictures, clothes, papers, books, etc). It’s a reliving of the death moment over and over; it’s a reliving that goes on as long as days and weeks, while the death moment itself is only a minute. But there’s a good thing in this long torture process which is discovering the LEGACY(something handed down or received from an ancestor or predecessor).
The legacy of my father as we thought was long list of positions:
- Assistant General Manager
- joining the staff of UNICESO - USA
- General Manager of Alexandria YMCA
- Professor and Head of Psychology Department- Faculty of Arts - Oran University, Algeria
- Member of Board of Directors of Alexandria YMCA
- Leadership Training Consultant of YMCAs

And honorable certificates:
- Bachelor Degree of Commerce – Alexandria University
- Diploma of “ Tax Accounting “ - Faculty of Commerce - Alexandria University
- Master Degree of “ Public Finance “ – Faculty of Commerce - Alexandria University
- Diploma of “ Leadership in YMCA” - George Williams College – USA
- Master Degree of “Education “ Springfield College – USA “Community and Leadership Development”
- P.H.D of Psychology – Lancaster University – UK “Attitudes within Juvenile Criminal Justice”
And some books decorated by my father’s name as author.
How narrow mind we were?
This man was not a certificates, positions or books, This man was an effect.
Since the death of our father, we meet people that sometimes we don’t know who told us stories about how they are grateful for what our father did to help them or TEACH them.
Different people with different stories in different times, the one common thing in all of this is how all those people ends the story: “I’ll always be grateful for your father, I’ll never forget how he helped me”
Our feelings in those moments go beyond being proud; it’s more like a fairytale princess flying on the magic carpet.
Our father spent most of his life work for or connected to the YMCA. An association he believed so in its’ message. And they decided to honor him by naming a hall after him.
And we have been asked to bring some of his stuff (that reflects his personality) to the association to be put in this hall. And again we had to go through his stuff, another round of torture and legacy discovering.
Amazingly, new things were revealed to us, new information about our father we didn’t know about, and pictures with famous people we didn’t care to look before, letters to and from people who are now GM or CEO in different organizations and institutions, and so on.
The hall contains his picture of course, copies of all his certificates, copies of the master degrees and PHDs that he supervised as a college professor, pictures of him from different periods of his life and copies of the books he wrote.

In the honoring ceremony, we have met old people and young, and they all said the same thing one way or another:” WE WILL NEVER FORGET”
How to be so positively effective?????? That is the keyword
These words are not said in speeches or in video cameras but in private personal so intimate way, that’s why these words are so honest. In the Ribbon-cutting ceremony, I was standing next to the Chairman of the Board of Directors, who stood for seconds on the door looking to my father pictures hanged on the wall, and whispered: “الله يرحمك يا د.يوسف”
I trembled, with frozen tears in my eyes; I looked at him and then at my father’s picture and the question was in my head screaming out loud: Dad; how you did it? How you did effect all those people so deeply and so positively, that even now after 9 years they still have these feelings for you?
The GM talked about our father and by the end of his presentation he was chocking with his tears. Members of board of director shock my hand
People all around the place were telling the same line:” WE WILL NEVER FORGET”
OH MY GOD !!!!
Dad, it made us feel as you were a treasure, everyone met you get some. We all share this treasure, the treasure of your knowledge, personality, heart, ……
That is the real LEGACY, that is what we still enjoy having till now and will keep till we die.

pencil, logo and toys

Months ago, I thought i lost my Alba watch. not just a watch but the watch i bought with my first salary. I was TERRIBLY sad, some people made jokes about it, others didn't care but one person said: "I know what it means" ..... Merci mariam.

The thing i was trying to explain to everyone is that it's not about the watch but about the memory of my first salary and what that meant to me then.

this week another one of the flock left the country, again it jumps to my mind. what kind of stuff she'll take to save her memories?

it's something not many people share actually, not everyone connect items with memories, those people are the ones that find it so easily to throw away old stuff, but for us the memories/stuff characters we can't.

Looking deep into my stuff, i found those 3 things that i keep for more then a decade: a pencil, school logo, toys.

WHY?

The pencil is the one I used in the architecture class (عمارة) in Thanaweya Amaa 0.7mm. at this point i had a dream to be an engineer, and of course it didn't happen. in the class, the architecture teacher said to me over and over how great my drawings are, of course he said completly the opposite when he saw my artistic draws (فنون) :(

this pencil represents the dream, the hopes for the future that i had one day. this pencil says to me i'm not an engineer but i can make a great architecture sketchs after all. in a way i'm an artist even if the system says i'm not.

I liked the architecture class very much, because of what i was during it. i was doing something i like very much, creating dreams, actually enjoying having a pencil and ruler in my hands and for seconds i was thinking i'm the greatest architecture on earth.

the school logo is there not because i love my school, NO i hate school, always had and always will. but i keep the logo because it represents the education that i'm thankfull for having. education helps to define the personality, and i had a great education, which gave me better chances then usual, I'm proud of being in a good school and had a good education. One of the first things Obama said to his people after being president is go back to school, he addressed the mothers at home asking them to go back to school to get an education to expand their opportunities in life.

the toys are the things that remind me of my best friend which i can't see, be with or talk to anymore, simply because she is dead. she bought those stuff so i would put it on my desk, things that teenage girls friends do, buying stuff that maybe unnecssary or unimportant and sometimes not even usefull but just for the sake of buying something to the friends. this stuff represents the memories of friendship, real deep innocent friendship, i'll never forget. RIP my friend.

but what if an item of those lost or broke, did this mean i'll lose the memory? will i forget my friend, my school or even my dreams?

the staight answer is NO, nothing will be forgetten BUT i'll be sad of course to loose this items.

what about you, do you connect your memories to items?

Procrastination

المرايا

قلت أبص ف المرايا
يمكن أكون إحلويت..
فضلت داير أبص
مخلتش..
ولا مرايا ف البيت..
فى الحمام ف الأوضة ف دولاب..
أو متعلقة ع الحيط..
شفت..
سكت شوية..
وبعدين اتخضيت..
معقول..
معقول أنا قضيت العمر ده كله..
وزى ما رحت
زى ما جيت..
معقول أنا عمرى ما فكرت..
ولا اتغيرت..
ولا حبيت..
وإزاى ساكت على روحى ده كله..
وليه استنيت..؟!
يا ريتنى ما كان عندى مرايا..
ويا ريتنى ما بصيت..
على سلامة فى المصرى اليوم

I wanna be numb

Numb - Pet Shop Boys



Don't wanna hear the news
What's going on
What's coming through
I don't wanna know
Don't wanna know
Just wanna hide away
Make my my escape
I want the world
To leave me alone
Feels like I feel too much
I've seen too much
For a little while
I want to forget

I wanna be numb
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
Wanna lose touch
I just wanna go and lock the door
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be numb

Can't find no space to breathe
World's closing in
Right on me now
Well that's how it feels
That's how it feels
Too much light
There's too much sound
Wanna turn it off
Wanna shut it out
I need some relief
Think that like I think too much
I've seen too much
There is just too much
Thought in my head

I wanna be numb
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
Wanna lose touch
I just wanna go and lock the door
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be
Taken away from all the madness
Need to escape
Escape from the pain
I'm out on the edge
About to lose my mind
For a little while
For a little while
I wanna be numb

I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I don't wanna feel this pain no more
Wanna lose touch
I just wanna go and lock the door
I don't wanna think
I don't wanna feel nothing
I wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be numb
I just wanna be
Wanna be numb

Work moral

At work something happened that made me think about writing this post
2 months earlier a colleague left work and another one was hired to fill her place
since day 1, all the rest of staff agreed on one thing
she's a very difficult person to deal with
it was a personal opinions not related to work
no one was happy doing the smallest conversation with her
bit by bit, her work attitudes turned to be the worst ever seen
doesn't want to help anyone, answering to the superior and other with tone full of IMPUDENCE
her first and always answer to anyone is: why me? it's not in my job description or I'm not going to do IT
no one was actually judge her work or her efficiency, it was all about personal stuff

yesterday talking with one of the staff (a real good decent person), she raised her voice and things turned to be a fight
each went to the chairman office and he took a decision in a millisecond
"I'll let her go today"
and he did

in less then an hour, all the staff were working on how to replace her
downloading CVs and calling people to set interviews before even she left the office

the moral is when you are bad in dealing with your colleagues, no one will give you a second chance. people will be happy to let you go.
the thing that keeps pumping up in my mind is that i was her superior and i was the only one who judge her work, and i didn't share this with all the rest, only with my superior
but all the rest of the staff judge her personality only and they were all agreed that she has to go
most of all the chairman who didn't took much time to take his decision, in fact he already made his decision before she entered his office
and for him the problem wasn't about the level of efficiency but the bad communication and cooperation between her and the rest

build strong work connections with your colleagues and be ready to help when you can if you can, because that's how you earn stocks in the market of your company

هو انا من عصر السينما الصامتة؟

البوست ده باكتبه وان مبؤئة من اللى بيحصل علشان كده بالعربى العامى كمان
انا ماليش فى التليفزيون ولا فى الافلام او البرامج العربى ... انا اللى باجيبه لنفسى
امبارح باتعشى وحاطه الجرنان جنبى باقلب فيه (ايوة باعمل الحاجتين فى وقت واحد) وكالعادة التليفزيون مفتوح خلفية صوتية كده
انا مش باتفرج عليه انا كنت مركزة فى الجرنان
وحد غلط وقال لى (الريموت جنبك هاتى البيت بيتك) وماله .. برنامج برضه محترم وبيقدمه محمود سعد راجل محترم وعلى القناة الحكومية الرسمية قناة محترمة برضه
ولما قللبت كان فى اللحظة اللى بيعلن فيها محمود سعد خبر حيهز الدنيا وينسى الناس طوابير العيش وانفلونزا الخنازير واعدام هشام طلعت مصطفى
الخبر الجبار ده هو انه حيستضيف ابطال فيلم دكان شحاتة
عادى جدا وايه يعنى ... بتحصل
مذيع وممثلين وحركات والفيلم رائع والممثلين هايلين والفيلم ده ماحصلش
وانا فى عقلى باقول انا مالى كلها دقايق واقوم اسيب الاوضة دى خالص
لكن قبل ما اعمل كده ابتديت الفقرة المميزة المعجزة الهايلة اللى ماحصلتش
مش ناوية اركز قوى فى التفاهات اللى سمعتها من طقم الفيلم لانه فعلا كلام يجيب الضغط وعسر الهضم
المهم اللى شالنى وجنننى وخلينى اتخض من اللى باسمعه هو كلام المذيع المحترم محمود سعد وهو بيلعلع ويقول على الممثلة انها "مُزة" وعلى الممثلين انهم "صايعين تمثيل" ..... نركز مع بعضينا تانى
برنامج موجه للأسرة كلها على القناة الحكومية الرسمية بيتقال فيها الكلام ده
مش كفاية الراجل اللى بيعلم البصبصة بتاع "موز .. موز" اهو على الاقل على قناة خاصة طالع يقرفنا فيها بفلوسه
لكن القناة الرسمية الحكومية بيتكلموا فيها كده
يا جماعة حد يفهمنى هو مش الكلام ده كان عيب ولا هما غيروه ولا ايه؟
طب مش حد يقول
زمان كانت الوالدة بتزعقلنا لما نقول الكلام ده .. طب ايه بقى؟ كانت بتخنقنا وخلاص
والكلام ده جميل وفل الفل واحنا اللى من عصر السينما الصامتة؟
يا جدعان حد يفهمنى
انا مش باتكلم من منطلق دينى وحركات و"لا تخرج كلمة ردية من افواهكم بل كل ما كان صالحا للبنيان حسب الحاجة كي يعطي نعمة للسامعين (اف 4 : 29)
"
انا مش قصدى كده خالص
انا باتكلم من منطلق اجتماعى اخلاقى .. ذوق حس
ينفع الكلام ده يتقال فى الاعلام الموجه للأسرة ويسمعه الصغيرين قبل الكبار؟

Voir un ami pleurer

MY MOOD EXACTLY


Artist: Lara Fabian
Song: Voir un ami pleurer
Album: En Toute Intimité

Bien sûr il y a les guerres d'Irlande
Et les peuplades sans musique
Bien sûr tout ce manque de tendres
Il n'y a plus d'Amérique
Bien sûr l'argent n'a pas d'odeur
Mais pas d'odeur vous monte au nez
Bien sûr on marche sur les fleurs
Mais voir un ami pleurer !

Bien sûr il y a nos défaites
Et puis la mort qui est tout au bout
Nos corps inclinent déjà la tête
Étonnés d'être encore debout
Bien sûr les femmes infidèles
Et les oiseaux assassinés
Bien sûr nos cœurs perdent leurs ailes
Mais mais voir un ami pleurer !

Bien sûr ces villes épuisées
Par ces enfants de cinquante ans
Notre impuissance à les aider
Et nos amours qui ont mal aux dents
Bien sûr le temps qui va trop vite
Ces métro remplis de noyés
La vérité qui nous évite
Mais voir un ami pleurer !

Bien sûr nos miroirs sont intègres
Ni le courage d'être juifs
Ni l'élégance d'être nègres
On se croit mèche on n'est que suif
Et tous ces hommes qui sont nos frères
Tellement qu'on n'est plus étonnés
Que par amour ils nous lacèrent
Mais voir un ami pleurer !

وداعا نورا

فى يوم ما
فى وقت ما من النهار
فى احد الشوارع
باحدى المدن
كانت تسير احدى الشاحنات على الثلج
لتصطدم باحدى السيارات
التى تقودها احدى البنات
تموت البنت
حادث مرور عادى ينهى حياة
حياة بنت اعرفها جيدا
حياة صديقتى
خبر غير مهم لكل المليارات سكان الكرة الارضية
شاحنة تصطدم بسيارة
شاحنة تقتل فتاة
شاحنة تقتل صديقتى
شاحنة تقتل نورا

SO AM I AN INTERNET GEEK?

someone at work asked me this: what is the time now?
i did set my watch +20m or more
so i know that looking to my watch isn't accurate
so i said: i'll check it to know the exact time
and i logged in to www.worldtime.zone.com
and told her:
come and look, the exact time is ..

she looked at the monitor and then at me and laughed
she said: anyone will answer this simple question by a simple 1 or 2 words, NO ONE ever will do the effort to search online just to check the time

I didn't want to say inaccurate answer, plus it didn't take me time or effort to check a website

SO AM I AN INTERNET GEEK?
"a peculiar or otherwise odd person, especially one who is perceived to be overly obsessed with one or more things including those of intellectuality, electronics, etc." Wikipedia

INcomplete CAKE

Imagine this
It's your birthday, your friends prepared the greatest surprise party for you
you and your friends are having the best time
you are happy for having all this and secretly wonder how the cake will be?
one of your friend told you to close your eyes because it's the time to get the cake and they want you to be surprised
you close your eyes, they turned off the light and start to sing "happy birthday"
"i bet it's chocolate with fruit all over, delicious, tasteful, ... etc"
you open your eyes anxiously to see your cake
and here's your cake as you expected (chocolate with lot of fruit on)
BUT
BUT
missing a slice
your birthday cake is incomplete
they are still singing and you don't hear them anymore
you are talking to yourself (who ate my cake?)
who did that? who ate my cake?
the light is on again
instead of thanking your friends, you kept asking: who ate my cake?
one of your friend: no one, it's the only cake available now
in other word, this is your cake, new .. chocolate .. fruity BUT incomplete
so you've become very angry and wonder: why me? every one else had a complete cake? why am i the only one to get the incomplete cake?
and again your friends told you: we've search in every place, there are no complete cakes anymore, what's available is the INCOMPLETE
would you accept that?
would you accept 75% of a cake?
it's become a pattern lately in my life: the 75% satisfaction
nothing is complete, nothing is perfect
well let us take it to the real world: is 75% enough to accept a new job, love, friend, .... whatever
???????????????
of course nothing or no one is perfect, BUT
how much missing parts are you willing to accept, and be content with?
you can accept a new device with less features then what you wanted but can you accept a new job with less benefits?
in such situation, people used to say: life is sucks
BUT this is totally wrong
because life isn't an entity or person who can act, talk, do, ... etc
life is just a word used to describe the ongoing process of night and day
life isn't to blame because life is just a word
same concept is valid for fate or destiny
because they are just words to describe the unknown for us
they are not persons who are acting
the honest truth is our lives are in ALMIGHTY GOD's hands
so when we face some problems or face a hard times is just because sometimes God permit that,
having the 75% of everything is very disappointing
GOD please give me the 100% not the 75%
the thing is: i want the 100% of every thing BUT i'm ready for it?
is the 75% of everything the right option for me according to my skills, personality, ....?
how to judge it?
am i 75% good or 100% good?
how anyone can be 75% satisfied all the time? when to say 75% is enough and when to say it should be 100%?
what do you think?

fish

5 days and one fish dead
exactly don't know which fish 1 or 2?
lol

BA exhibition

I love taking pictures
find a new angle and new look to the object
but as always my friends believe that i waste the camera storage space on NONSENSE pic
so be it
in the BA last month, there was couple of exhibitions
i took some shots of pics i liked

this is one i thought very connected to myself
a distort face

another one is this, too similar to a pic i took before

the next is my pic

best thing in BA exhibition is it's open for free all day long to anyone who cares to see

my fishes

I bought 2 golden fishes this weekend
lovely to see life around you
i gave them pretty cool names: fish 1 & fish 2

people change?!

Something rare and strange happened to me: in one hour i met 2 persons i didn't see for almost 10 years.
the first is a girl i used to like very much and believe she's really a very good person with the open personality that makes her deal with everyone with a good spirit
the second is a guy i used to dislike a lot, and really i said after he left the country "Egypt now is a better place"
the difference between the 2 meetings was minutes
at first i met the guy, he was standing there and called my name, i looked to see who is calling and then i only said the following:
- OHHHH, u r here, u r back !!!!!!!!!!
- thank god u remember me
- i remember u, welcome back
-thank you
- well .... welcome back, excuse me, BYE
and i left
what happened exactly was that when i saw him a button was pressed in my mind "open the old box of dislike"
after half an hour, i saw this girl coming toward me, i smiled i laughed
i hugged her and said i'm very glad for this opportunity to see u again
we exchange our phone numbers, we talked about nothing important really
just chatting, this time the button in my head press the "like, love box"
honestly i was talking to her as if i see her everyday
it was a very good relief feeling to talk to her again
after a while a friend came to me asking me why i'm not talking to the guy
so i said: are u kidding!! i never liked this guy, anyway i said welcome back
- COME ON, it's been 10 years , people change
and he left me feeling bad about my self
he was absolutely right and i was definitely wrong
PEOPLE CHANGE
for the most the change is for worse but from time to time people may develop to be better humans
i was stupid, i didn't deal with the parameter of "time" correctly, my good friend may change to be a bad person and the bad guy may become a better person
but i used my old feelings to judge them both,
i use my previous experience to judge the future always and it's wrong
but again, how i neglect what is established inside me as facts (this person is good because ...., or this person is bad because .....)
if we set our personal experience aside when judging people, then what we should use? apparel?
should i start making new experience with every person i didn't see for longtime because "people change"?
the essence of anyone will never change by time but it only be more visible, and had more effect in his/her actions, i believe
but am i wrong?
are people really change and deserves a chance to rejudge? are our memories and experience the best judge?
what do u think?

Eat, Pray & love .. good book BUT

this book was on opera show, on all the english bookstores shelves in carefour & green plaza.
and in some websites it has some positive reviews, so i took the decision to read it
and i managed to buy it just before i went to sharm and i said to my self "5 days of swimming and reading only" and yes i managed to finish 75% from the book in those 5 days
and now after finish it all
i want to say something about it.
the book is about "
One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia"
nice introduction, who doesn't want to have everything?
the writer made a decision to have both pleasure and devotion, and balance between both.
the book is divided into 3 sections, first is about the writer journey in ITALY for 4 months, where she went there looking for pleasure, and her pleasure was in learning the ITALIAN language which she considered a musical note and in eating pasta, pizza, .. etc over and over and over.
second is the journey in INDIA for 4 months, in a yoga ashram where she was trying to reach god, and to be connected with the divine power.
third part is the journey in INDONESIA for 4 months, where she was seeking balance between pleasures and devotion.

in the first few pages she tells her story, and it's a misery, she was out of divorce and a bad love affair, but honestly i think we all need this journey despite our reasons or background.
people have zillion reasons to seek balance. most of us in the east and in Egypt are religious people, we took religion seriously BUT we are not good people though
and more we took "tahyess" seriously too :)))

in ITALY part, i was wondering sometimes how eating can be a pleasure that someone devotes 4 months for it, but again it's how she feels not me, anyway in this section she was talking about how she decided to do what she wanted to do always, how to take a decision "i'll have a good time today", she didn't care much about museums or churches seeing, OMG if i was there i'll take a picture of every brick in every wall of every building there
the idea of having fun and enjoy yourself is wonderful and honestly i get jealous (i hope one day i get the chance to do it)

in INDIA part, she spent all the time in yoga ashram, where step by step she learned how to meditate to reach for god. and i think it was something useful to learn about how an ordinary person can get so spiritual. in some points, her description of what she's feeling is really inspiring.
to know how a person can evolve from a very practical down to earth person to be a very spiritual person how can sent a prayer to the divine and get an immediate response

till this point, that woman was my hero, god she had it all, i hope everyone reads this book, i already started to tell my friends about the book
and was extremely anxious to get to the balance part
well, i had 2 questions in my mind while reading the book:1- when facing the real world again , will she be able to keep her level of spiritual? will the jungle get to her?
2-why there's a "love" in the book title, she was talking about being balanced as an individual, is love part of the formula?

in INDONESIA part, she was just living in peace, in this part the writer gave lot of information about the Indonesian community and the Balinese traditions, it was useful part. and this kept going till the half of it, and then BOMB, the love began
the writer met a person and fall in love with him, just like that, in this part i felt disconnected from the book
well, in the journey of balance she was seeking pleasure and she got it, and then she was seeking god and she had a deep strong spiritual experience, now she is seeking balance and instead of taking all her pieces together she starts a romance .. isn't too soon for that?
does she already balanced as an individual so she can make such a decision
plus, it's like a kids book, where you read about the good boy who prays a lot so he succeed in the exam.
this is not a novel, where i can critique it's a true story, so there is no place to change the facts. all i'm saying is, as a balanced seeker, she had to face the real world first using what she gained from her journey before start a new romance
but ending the book by this story did lowing the book to be a classic novel instead of great personal experience journey

Conclusion: the book has LOT of information and great moment of human being evolving to be better, just don't read the second part of indonesia

شرم الشيخ .. العبث المصرى الأصيل

قضيت اجازة فى شرم الشيخ فى فترة من اجمل فترات السنة .. منتصف سبتمبر
لم ازر شرم من قبل وتلك هى المرة الأولى
اثناء تلك الرحلة كثيرا ما قفز لذهنى هذا المصطلح "العبث المصرى الأصيل" دون اى محاولة منى لابتداعه
فلم اقرر ان اخترع مصطلحا يعبر عن ما اراه ولكن الكلمات اصطفت فى عقلى دون محاولة للبحث عنها
فما اراه هو عبث ولا يوجد غير فى بلدنا وهو موجود من زمان
تبدأ الرحلة بمطار الإسكندرية الذى هو "اوضة وصالة" كما تصفه اختى
تبدأ مظاهر العبث بالعساكر النائمون المكلفون بحراسة القاعات
كانت الطائرة فى الصباح الباكر عندما دلفت لقاعة الانتظار كان العساكر الجالسون على جهاز البوابة الالكترونية للقاعة نائمون
فمن اراد المرور بقنبلة لن يجد من يشعر به او يوقفه
ثم الطائرة وهى خاصة بالطيران الداخلى وطبيعى ان تكون صغيرة جدا وشعرت انها كالتوك توك من كثرة اهتزازتها
فى مطار شرم الشيخ حيث الوهم
مطار كبير رائع حقا
ويقفز السؤال : اذا كنا قد صنعنا هذا المطار الجميل فلماذا السكوت على قبح مطار اسكندرية؟
مظهر اخر من مظاهر العبث: من المفترض ان ينتظرنى سائق من الفندق
ولأننا نعيش بثقافة "مش غلطتى" لم اجد السائق وبعد اتصالات تليفونية اتى ليقول لى " حضرتك بلغتينا بميعاد غلط" ... انا بلغت بميعاد الطيارة صح وبلغت رقمها كمان يعنى انت لو سالت عن رقم الطيارة حيقولوك لسه ماوصلتش
ولكن عبثا احاول مجادلة السائق فانا المخطئة
"الزبون دائما على خطأ" .... ما علينا
قضيت الاجازة فى خليج نعمة فى فندق 5 نجوم والحقيقة كان مكان هادىء ومريح جدا
عندما نزلت البحر لأول مرة فوجئت بمعلومة جديدة تماما بالنسبة لى
فالشعب المرجانية قريبة جدا من الشاطىء والسياح يشاهدون السمك عن قرب طول اليوم
والحقيقة كان بالنسبة لى شىء مرعب فى البداية ان يعوم السمك حول قدمى
ماذا لو قضمتنى سمكة؟
ولكن مع الوقت شدنى تنوع وجمال السمك
بدا الخوف يقل شيئا فشيئا ولبست نظارة الغوص وتعرفت على حياة تحت الماء عن قرب اجمل ببكثير مما نراه على شاشات التليفزيون
رغم انى كنت يوميا انزل فى نفس المكان الا انى يوميا كنت ارى نوعين او اكثر من الاسماك لم ارهم من قبل
كل نوع بلون وشكل مختلف .. ولان الماء ضحل وغير عميق فقد كانت الرؤية اشد الوضوح
لقد أخذت بهذا الجمال .. وقضيت فترات طويلة اشاهد السمك يتحرك بين الصخور وانا اقول "يا الله"
عودة لمظاهر العبث:
فى المساء عندما كنت اريد ان اخرج كان على ان اختار ما بين تاكسى او ميكروباص فقط
فالمدينة السياحية العظيمة لا يوجد بها مواصلات عامة
اى عبث هذا
اما اركب ميكروباص "وهو من اشد المواصلات رعبا من وجهة نظرى" بجنية واحد .. لأسباب كثيرة لا اود ذكرها او اركب تاكسى يبدا سعره من 25 جنية
كما فهمت فالمدينة مقسمة لمناطق منفصلة (الهضبة - المارين - ...) فكيف اذن لا يوجد مواصلات عامة محددة السير بين المناطق؟
كيف تكون شرم مدينة عالمية بدون مواصلات عامة آمنة؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟
عبث عبث عبث
مظهر اخر "حرق دمى كله"
فى المكان الذى يطلق عليه المشاية حيث ينتهى بشارعين كبيرين متعامدين مليئين بالمحلات والمطاعم
هناك نوعين فقط من المطاعم: اما الاجنبية كمكدونالدز وكنتاكى وبيتزا هت او الشيشة
فى دولة تمتد حضارتها لآلاف السنين .. مر عليها عدة ثقافات واستقرت بها
لم نجد ما نعبر به عن انفسنا للسياح سوى الشيشة؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟
اى مطعم به راقص تنورة وشيشة .. هذه هى صورتنا التى نقدمها للسياح
ونتسائل لماذا تحصرنا الأفلام الأجنبية فى صورة رجل عربى يجلس فى خيمة بالصحراء حوله نساء يرقصن وفى يده "شيشة" !!!!!!!! وسلم لى على زويل

ولأنها شرم بقى وفرصة الواحد يعيش حياته !!!
قررت ان اقوم بمغامرة خطييييييييييييييييييييرة جدا
PARASAILING
نبدأ بمعلومة صغيرة ان فترة المغامرة من 5 الى 7 دقائق فى الجو فقط تكلفتهم للمصرى 170 ج او 250 دولار للأجنبى
عندما قال لى الشخص الغريب فى مركز رياضات الماء (من 5 الى 7 دقائق) قلت فى سرى (فقط !! كل هذا من اجل 5 دقائق) ولكن وانا معلقة بين السماء والأرض كان احساسى بالزمن بطيئأ جدا وشعرت ان هذه الدقائق كالدهر
لبست سترة النجاة وعلقونى فى الباراشوت وارتفع البارشوت واصبحت فى مكان ما بين السماء والارض
احساس بالخوف اللذيذ
خائفة جدا ولكن مستمتعة جدا بالموقف والمنظر
والاهم قدرتى على اتخاذ هذا القرار
وبدأ سائق القارب (احد اكبر العابثين المصريين الأصلاء) فى الميل يمينا ويسارا ومع حركة القارب كنت انا اميل كبندول الساعة من الباراشوت .. وكانت لحظات جميلة ومثيرة
ثم قرر ان يخفض البارشوت لالمس الماء بقدمى ولكنه خفض الباراشوت جدا وظل بسرعته
والنتيجة ان اصبح وجهى فقط فوق الماء للحظة ثم أعدت تمثيل مشهد من اعظم المشاهد فى السينما المصرية
مشهد سحل محمود المليجى فى فيلم الأرض
اما انا نفذته على الماء
والنتيجة ان اصطدمت بالقائم الحديدى الذى يتدلى منه الحبال لتنتهى المغامرة
بخدش فى الوجه وكدمة فى الساق
الأهم تفسير ماحدث
وهو عبث مصرى اصيل: عندما عدت للقارب وبدأت اتكلم مع السائق فى انه اسقطنى فى الماء وما سببه لى من جروح رد على رد من اغبى ما يمكن
" مش ذنبى .. كان فيه تيارات هوا فوق جامدة" الحقيقة ان القارب حدث به عطل وانا فى الهواء فلقد توقفت البطارية او كادت
كان بالقارب 7 اجانب غيرى كان من المفروض ان دورهم بعدى ولكن ما حدث انه بشكل ما استطاع ان يعيد القارب للشاطىء وهو يتحدث فى هاتفه المحمول مع احد الاشخاص ويصرخ "البطارية نايمة والفلاتر عايزة تتغير .. انت ماقلتليش ليه من قبل ما اطلع!!!!" وهكذا كان من الممكن ان اكون الآن ذكرى ويكون هذا البوست بيد اصدقائى فى ذكراى
الحقيقة انى بعد ان عدت للأرض الثابتة مرة اخرى وتخلصت من آثار دوار البحر من ركوب هذا القارب وبدأ عقلى يعمل مرة أخرى
شعرت بالرعب عندما ادركت اننى كنت معلقة فى الهواء فى مركب تالف .. وبدات ادرك ان القارب اذا توقف فعلا تماما ساسقط فى الماء من هذا الارتفاع الذى سيكون كالأسمنت
وحتى لو انقذتنى سترة النجاة من الغرق فاللطمة ستكون مؤلمة
اشكر الله على هذا وساضيف هذا الموقف لقائمة المواقف فى
Facing death

انتهت الرحلة على خير وانا على قيد الحياة وحان وقت العودة للإسكندرية لأقابل موقف عابث مصرى اصيل اخر
بعد ان وصلت لمطار "اوضة وصالة" لم اجد حقيبتى الصغيرة
وقفت على سير الحقائب حتى ذهب الجميع وحقيبتى الصغيرة لاتظهر فقال لى احد العمال :روحى كلميهم فى المكتب
وبعد البحث اتضح ان حقيبتى لم تأتى اصلا من مطار شرم وقام الموظف فى مصر للطيران بعمل اجراءات فقد الحقيبة واخبرنى انهم يبحثوا عنها فى مطار شرم ويبلغونى بوصولها فى الغد باذن الله
وكانت تلك القشة التى قصمت ظهر البعير
فالحقيبة هى ما جمعت به الأشياء الصغيرة المهمة كشاحن الموبايل وشاحن البطاريات وهكذا
ففقدانها معناه عذاااااااااااااب كبير لأجد شاحن مناسب لهاتفى الأثرى
عندما وصلتى منزلى كنت مثل توم فى افلام الكارتون عندما يغضب فيتحول وجهه للأحمر ويتصاعد الدخان من اذنيه
ولكن حمدا للرب فلقد وصلت الحقيبة فى اليوم التالى من شرم وذهبت لاستلامها، حتى الظابط على باب المطار استغرب عندما قلت له:اريد ان ادخل لاستلم حقيبتى المفقودة من طيارة شرم من يومين
الظابط: ضيعوا شنطة من طيارة شرم!!!!
نعم فالعبث المصرى الاصيل وصل لهذه الدرجة: طائرة لا يوجد على ركابها الا حوالى 30 فرد فقط يفقد منها حقيبة .. كيف يتعاملون اذن مع طائرات الايرباص؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟
ونعود للحقيبة التى "كانت" حقيبة ظهر
خارجيا: قطع عرضى بعرض الظهر كله يصل للبطانة - قطع الأيدى من ظهر الشنطة
داخليا: قطع سلك شاحن الموبايل - التواء وكسر شاحن البطاريات - بعض الطعام الذى كان فى كيس مغلق منتشر فى الحقيبة كلها
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ما نوع الأدوات التى يستعملوها لحمل وفتح الحقائب التى تقطع سلك بداخل حقيبة وتلوى معدن ثقيل مثل شاحن البطاريات؟؟؟
عبث عبث عبث

حاولت فعلا ان اكون موضوعية ومتفائلة على قدر ما استطعت ولكن ما حدث فى تلك الرحلة فعلا سخيييييييييييييف

weekend

lovely quiet weekend:
plumber
electrician
car mechanic
thank you god the day is over