Happy New Year

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE OUT THERE!!

Inshallah the new year will be full of wonderful surprises for everyone..

W I hope that you change to the better and acheive all your goals..

Now about that :P What are your new year resolutions?

Personally, I don't really remember my resolutions except in December and January..

But just the thought of being a better person counts..

In 2010..

I hope that I will be a more reasonable person

a less emotional person

I hope that I will do really well in school

and I wish that I would get over my blog addiction

I will try my best not to think about H

and I will try my very best to be a good friend for everyone

w Inshallah I will manage my time more wisely and I will post more! :P

I wish that I will be the person I want to be.. the person that sometimes gets lost from all the drama and chaos

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Meant to Be (part seventeen)

Just as I promised..
a post :):)
bas its extra short..
I will try to post another one soon..
bas this time 9ij no promises :P

anyways.. I have an important question..
one of the readers suggested something..
and I want to know if all of you guys agree..
then I'm going to give it a try maybe..
She suggested:
" bedal ma u write everything that happend with mohammed then everything again in shaikas way u could just write one long post and color there thoughts"
what do u thinK?

and lastly.. gabel ma tigroon il post..
I would like to dedicate it to Um 3abdallah!
Thank you for being such a wonderful and amazing friend!

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----- M7ammad

"Which seat do you want?" I asked her when the flight attendant showed us to our place.

"It doesn't matter" She replied staring at the floor.

"T7ibeen you look outside or do you feel nauseous?" I asked her, hoping for some kind of clear response.

"3adee" She replied indifferently again. Something inside me just ticked; it's something I inherited from my dad's side of the family. When things don't go the way I planned, or when I'm really frustrated, I just lose it. However, for some weird reason my reaction was way calmer than I thought it would be.

One thing that annoyed me the most was people not returning my passion. I mean I know that I didn't actually confess my love or anything, but I'm trying to be nice here. I'm offering her the seat that me and my sisters usually fight for, and she's just not giving me any importance.

"Ya3ny ana bas aby afham.. intay killa 3adee?" I said in a low voice, aiming to control my temper.

When she didn't answer, I lifted her chin and made her look me in the eye. For a couple of seconds I got lost there, in her eyes, in the depth of their emotions. They told me so many different things, and yet the most clear and vivid emotion expressed there was fear. It saddened me, how naive she was, how young her soul was, and how much she was tormented from the decision that her family took on her behalf and mine.

"Go take the seat you want." I told her as I looked away.

Quietly, she went and took the seat beside the window. She opened it and stared. I watched her reflection, and how hard she tried to control her expressions. She was strong and I admired her for that, but after all, there is only so much burden such a young heart can carry.

I searched her face again. Trying to understand her. She closed her eyes for a bit and rested her head on the seat. Don't close your eyes I almost said.

Her eyes, I thought to myself, and how much I wish that I didn't look into her eyes.


----- Shai5a

"Which seat do you want?" M7ammad asked me as we approached our seats.

I want the one beside the window, I thought to myself.

"It doesn't matter" I replied to him.

"T7ibeen you look outside or do you feel nauseous?" He asked me again.

Does he honestly think I'm a kid? Why would I feel nauseous? It's true I'm a little scared from the takeoffs and the landing, but it's nothing I can't handle on my own.

"3adee" I replied, not really in the mood to talk to him.

"Ya3ny ana bas aby afham.. intay killa 3adee?" He asked me, seeming to get impatient.

I kept quiet, not wanting him to snap at me, because I honestly didn't think that I could handle it. I continued imagining different faces and shapes painted on the floor, until he forced me to look up.

He lifted my chin, and my eyes caught his as soon as I looked up. He caught me by surprise, and I just looked into his eyes. Those eyes weren't the eyes of a mean person. In them I saw kindness, gentleness, compassion, and another thing. Something I couldn't put my finger on, it seemed like the thing they always described in movies. Love? Was it? No, it was the possibility of love that I saw. Could it be? I thought to myself as I took the seat next to the window. Or am I just imagining things now?

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and next post you will know their honeymoon ra7 ykoon wain :P

Meant to Be (part sixteen)

This post is dedicated to all my followers
ESPECIALLY: "Roman6i8"!
Thank you for being such a sweet and dedicated follower :)
w I posted TODAY ba3ad :p
i know its a short post.. bas another one coming soon (hopefully) :P

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----- M7ammad

We left our house after saying good-bye to everyone. I kept Shaikha close to me when we walked towards my cousins because I saw Aisha eyeing her.

"Smile 3ashan t7irreenha" I whispered into her ears, chuckling.

She nervously giggled and I could see that Aisha was jealous. Grow up, I thought to myself as we passed by them quickly because we were seriously late.

Fahad, my brother, was waiting for us outside so he can drop us off. But none of the ladies came with us because the 3azeema wasn't over yet.

She walked nervously beside me as we approached the car. Fahad greeted her and they chatted for a while in the car. It was surprising for me because I usually didn't get to see her talking.

"Fahad a7na wain binroo7?" She asked him.

"Il ma6ar, ya3ny wain?" He replied sarcastically.

"La2, bas ana moo yayba jan6ity!" She replied, scared.

"La t5afeen.. ana yayeb kil shay.. intaw bas roo7aw w istansaw.. w take good care of my brother .. ma awa9eech 3alee" He told her. "Tara he has a tendency to get lost" He added, laughing.

Her face got red as she mumbled a "inshallah"

"a7na wain ra7 nroo7?" I asked Fahad.

"7amood, Shfeek inta w murtik? IL MA6AR.. The airport!" He screamed.

"NOOO!! La tista3be6.. ya3ny where are we travelling to?" I asked him, chuckling at his reaction.

I can see her eyes getting wide as she absorbed what I just said.

"You don't know where we're going to?!" She asked incredulously, but in a low voice.

"Zain kalamteeny.. walla 3abaly I'm invisible" I replied sarcastically.

Fahad shot me a glare. Walla agool 7ag umy, his eyes humorously warned. My mom wa9atny 3aleeha malyoon marra gabel la ni6la3, and I didn't want to upset her. I knew that she would probably cry if she knew that we're not get along.

" La2 I don't know where we are going.. it's a surprise.. all planned by my sisters" I replied. "So expect the unexpected" I told her as I laughed at her freaked out expression.

"The unexpected w bas?" Fahad added laughing.

After a couple of minutes, we got to the airport. Since we were late, we finished everything quickly, and we got to the airplane just a couple of minutes before it's departure.


-----Shai5a

I kissed everyone good-bye, making sure not to look them in the eye so I don't cry.
As I finished from my family, we got closer to his cousins. I saw Aisha giving me the: "I will not lose this battle" look, so I ignored her.

Thankfully, M7ammad drew mw closer to him and announced that we are really late and there is no more time for good-byes.

"Smile 3ashan t7irreenha" He whispered in my ear, as he evilly laughed.

I laughed, enjoying the fact that she was had the jealous look on her face already.

As we walked to the car, we saw Fahad waiting for us. I was really glad to see him, because I didn't want to endure another painfully silent drive with M7amad again.

"Shlonich Shai5a?" He asked me cheerfully.

"Tamam.. inta shlonik?!" I replied with a smile.

"B5eer allah ysalmich" He replied. And to both of us he said, "Yalla 3ashan ma nit2a5ar."

On our way, we chatted a bit about my brother, who happens to be one of Fahad's best friends. I felt comfortable, and I didn't even mind M7amad's presence.

"Fahad a7na wain binroo7?" I asked him wonderingly.

"Il ma6ar, ya3ny wain?" He replied in that annoying sarcastic voice.

"La2, bas ana moo yayba jan6ity!" I replied shocked.

"La t5afeen.. ana yayeb kil shay.. intaw bas roo7aw w istansaw.. w take good care of my brother .. ma awa9eech 3alee" He told me caringly. "Tara he has a tendency to get lost" He added, while laughing his head off.

I quickly pretended to be scrutinizing the road as I said inshallah, avoiding further discussion in this topic.

Fahad and M7amad had a loud conversation which I didn't really catch. But I heard the last part, and I was shocked.

"You don't know where we're going to?!" I blurted quickly.

"Zain kalamteeny.. walla 3abaly I'm invisible" M7ammad replied ironically.
I didn't reply to his comment, but I felt like just running away. I didn't want to spend my honeymoon with him. He didn't love me, he doesn't even like me, I thought to myself.

" La2 I don't know where we are going.. it's a surprise.. all planned by my sisters" He replied. "So expect the unexpected" He added laughing.

I freaked out a bit, because I knew just how creative my cousins can be. It's cute when they plan romantic things for their husbands, but it's not even funny when I'm involved.

"The unexpected w bas?" Fahad added chuckling, which didn't help my situation at all.

When we arrived at the hotel, everything was a rush. M7ammad took care of everything quickly, as I stood by admiring his efficiency in everything he does. I noticed that he was always smiling for strangers, and he treated everyone in a very respectful way, even the humble workers there. Before I knew it, we were already on the airplane as it was getting ready for departure.

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Hope you enjoyed :)

Analogy

Random Post.. :)
Enjoy your break while you can everyone :):)
Special Dedications to "H"
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You know when you wake up and it's really really late at night..

everything around you is dark and still..

it's an extremely cold night..

and you didn't have enough sleep yet..

you don't want to leave your bed, and yet you have to..

because unfortunately you need to go to the bathroom :P

you delay leaving your bed as much as you can

hoping that your body will just neglect its needs for a while so you can sleep..

but after a while you realize that you HAVE to get up immediately or else (... fill in the blank ... ) :P

so you remorsefully leave your bed and finish your business in the bathroom quickly..

and on your way back you focus on one thing and one thing only.. your bed

and even though it's really dark, you find your way back without any complications..

you jump in bed quickly with a smile forming on your sleepy face..

you dive into the comfort of your warm, cozy bed..

you cover yourself up and all..

and stay awake for a while just savoring your reunion with your beloved bed..

you smile one more time just before you drift to the land where you are the princess..



That feeling, when you get back to bed..

That is how it feels when I'm in his arms.

And how I long to be in his arms.

He is my bed.. the one made just for me..

and I LOVE my bed!

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Meant to be (part fifteen)

At last..
the long awaited post :P
w inshallah another one will be coming up this weekend!
bas its short shwaya :P
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----- M7ammad

I actually enjoyed hugging her, okay maybe I got carried away with the hug but she didn't seem to mind at all.

The rest of the night went by quickly, but of course not action less.

I was chatting with my sister with my hand still around Shai5a, when my cousin, whom I don't really like, came. Her name was Aisha, and she had a crush on me from when we were teenagers but she didn't really appeal to me, and I made that clear to her several times, but I guess she is slow when it comes to these kinds of things. She flipped her hair, and shot Shai5a a look as she greeted me.

Here we go, I thought to myself, the drama queen is about to start.

"Shlonik 7amoood?" She asked in her bratty voice.

"Tamam .. intay shlonich?" I asked her, just out of politeness.

"Shai5a.. hathy bnt 5alty Aisha.. t3arfeenha 9a7?" My sister Dalal interrupted.

Just as Shai5a was about to reply, Aisha rudely interrupted her.

"Eee.. shlon ma t3arefny? Ana ily knt aby asawy awragha 7ag kuliyat il 6ib.. bas ubooha ma ri'6a .. 9a7?" She asked in an evil way.

Shai5a's face was pale for a couple of seconds, and I could feel her body stiffen.

"La2.. bas allah moo kateb..." Shai5a replied after a while, when she saw that Aisha was gazing at her, waiting for an answer.

"Ee w a9lan ma atwa8a3 7amood ra7 yir'6a murta t'6aye3 wagtha bil dirasa" She said as she winked in my direction.

Tears were starting to form in Shai5a's eyes, and I could sense that I was missing a big piece in the puzzle. I decided that I will deal with that later, as I defended her.

"Mno gal?! Ana murty tsawy ily taby.. she can pursue her dreams wherever they are and I will always follow her and support her" I said confidently.
I took most of my audience with surprise, from Aisha, to Dalal, to Shai5a, and to my mother who was apparently listening for some reason.

Aisha had a puzzled look on her face, and I knew that she will not close the subject unless she makes someone really upset, which is one of the things I hate about her. She never gives up when she is on a mission to serve the devil.

"Ahaa... well I guess your young (emphasizing that word) wife, must have given you a better perspective on life... la2ana from what I know about you, you think that women are better as domestic wives" She replied.

"whoever told you that my wife is not domestic? She bakes the best cakes in the world! Made me fall in love with her right then!" I replied, now definitely gob smacking everyone listening. "And besides I don't prefer domestic women, I like independent women with some brain tissues, so I'm guessing you don't know me well, now do you?" I replied.

"Yes I do know you... wala you forgot all the nights in the mazra3a and the chalet?" She said in an aggressively-crazy way as she gave me her back and left before I said anything else.

Again, everyone was looking at me with curious eyes, especially Shai5a. I met Dalal's gaze and she rolled her eyes because she knew that Aisha was just trying to create drama.

I looked at Shai5a but she looked away quickly.

"We need to talk" I whispered as she hesitantly nodded her head.

"Our first husband and wife talk.. how would you like that?" I continued as I kissed her cheek.

She looked at me astonished at first, but she quickly blushed and looked away. I chuckled at her reaction, and looked at my watch. After 10 minutes exactly, we will have to leave to catch our plane.


----- Shai5a

I was really comfortable while in his warm embrace, and so I decided not to talk so I don't ruin the moment. But the moment lasted for a long, and very happy while, until someone I don't really like came.

She walked with an air of confidence which I can be easily passed on to be arrogance.

I smiled in her direction, but she shot me a look in return and didn't acknowledge my existence as M7amad's wife.

"Shlonik 7amoood?" She said, trying desperately to sound feminine, but only sounding like a spoiled brat. Shtaby hathy, I thought to myself as I tried not to look at her disgustingly.

" Tamam .. intay shlonich?" M7amad replied, in a cold way.

"Shai5a.. hathy bnt 5alty Aisha.. t3arfeenha 9a7?" Asked Dalal, in a way to make Aisha realize that I'm his wife here, and she shouldn't get carried away.
How can I not know her? She is the only person who doesn't seem to welcome me from M7amad's mother's side of the family.

"Eee.. shlon ma t3arefny? Ana ily knt aby asawy awragha 7ag kuliyat il 6ib.. bas ubooha ma ri'6a .. 9a7?" Aisha replied in sarcastic way.

I felt my throat getting dry and I leaned back a bit, because I honestly didn't think that she would get that low. I mean I don't even know her. Why does she have to expose me and remind me of something I really wanted to forget? She specifically knew that it was a sensitive subject for me.

"La2.. bas allah moo kateb..." I tried my best to reply as I felt her gaze burning through me.

"Ee w a9lan ma atwa8a3 7amood (in a way she thinks is dala3 but I think is plain ugliness) ra7 yir'6a murta t'6aye3 wagtha bil dirasa" She added in a victorious tone as she winked in M7amad's direction.

What the h*ll, I thought to myself. Who is she to insult me and then wink in my husband's direction? I honestly felt like slapping her but I couldn't obviously, and so tears involuntarily started to form in my eyes.

"Mno gal?! Ana murty tsawy ily taby.. she can pursue her dreams wherever they are and I will always follow her and support her" M7amad said in such a loving way. I looked at him surprised, but he only squeezed my shoulder in response.

"Ahaa... well I guess your young (emphasizing that word) wife, must have given you a better perspective on life... la2ana from what I know about you, you think that women are better as domestic wives" She shot back, not willing to give up.

"whoever told you that my wife was not domestic? She bakes the best cakes in the world! Made me fall in love with her right then!" He replied enthusiastically as he rubbed his stomach, and to say that I was shocked from his statement was an understatement. I looked at Dalal and she had a shocked-happy-confused look on her face. "And besides I don't prefer domestic women, I like independent women with some brain tissues, so I'm guessing you don't know me well, now do you?" He concluded in a confidently victorious way.

"Yes I do know you... wala you forgot all the nights in the mazra3a and the chalet?" Aisha said as a concluding statement, and walked away. Such a coward, I thought to myself!

I didn't really care about what she said because I knew from other sources that she was delirious and she had a crush on M7amad which bothered me, a lot!
I was looking at him, trying to get some answers about what just happened by reading his face, but he caught me in the act, so I quickly busied myself with something else.

"We need to talk" He whispered into my ear, making me have goose-bumps everywhere. I nodded and looked away again.

"Our first husband and wife talk.. how would you like that?" He asked me in a low (very attractive if I may add) voice, and kissed my cheek.

He took me by surprise, so I stared at him for a while, but then blushed and looked away. He chuckled at my reaction as usual, and after a while, he told me that we have to leave to the airport.

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