Saturday, February 20, 2010

Secret Friday

Neisy's new post over her blog is a very unique one. i liked the idea when she told me about it and found it unique.
write whatever is in your heart, publish it with no name. keep your identity, picutre, name, whatever
share with us your feelings. TRUE feelings. no lies, hiding, games, pretending. only true feelings.
i think this will be the best thing you do to yourself, show your deep feelings. share them with strangers, you never met- yet brothers/sisters in humanity.
we are all humans and our feelings are as unique and individual as we are.
as many of us tend to show the positive or bright or shining side to others who know them, maybe crossing their ways or even family - most of us tend to hide their weaknesses, wishes, dreams, hopes for not to be judged or not to be embaressed.
this is a good chance to get it out. your wish, dream, scream, hope, cry, happiness, secret- whatever.

please share with us your feelings, enrich our lives, minds and souls wiht the true you, teach us new side of human nature.
sad or strong or happy or wild or kind or crazy or weak or anything.
just share, as long as it is YOU.

When Chocolate Melts and Coffee Burns..: Secret Friday

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

A trip to "my past"

I wished to go to this trip years ago. since i missed it at school time, i wished to go there and visit those incredible temples, about which everyone tells so many stories.
its not because of the history only, but i wanted to discover "my past".

the first moment i set my foot on the Aswan High Dam, I could easily relate myself to this world, to this part of history, country and nationality.
from here started my feeling of having found myself. as if part of me was missing and i just found it.
The High Dam with the huge Nasser Lake right behind it, represented a proud effort of my ancestors to build this country. first step into a bright future. the High Dam and the lake promised a new future to Egypt, built by loving hands of loyal sons of this country.

Next visit was to Philae temple, on a island in Aswan's nile. the temple was dedicated to Isis, who built it to protect her husband's grave on the opposite small island.
the beauiful love story of Isis and Osiris always touched my heart for they represent what i "understand" under the word love. but that's another story :)

Third visit was to the "uncomplete mesallah". Queen Hatshepsut wanted to cut a mesallah for her temple, but while cutting it from the granite mountain in Aswan, they discovered a crack in it. she ordered them to leave it where it is, and cut a new one.
when the guide explained how they were cutting mesallahs from the granite mountain in Aswan then transferring it over the Nile to the required location- i couldnt help it not to wondering:were they human?
the technique is simple, but work is very complicated. you have to imagine that we are talking about granite.
they draw a line on the granite place with the size of mesallah.
then they start digging big wholes at certain points arround the mesallah body they want to cut.
they stuff these wholes with sandalwood, and keep watering it every day twice for 4 months. during this period the wood gets bigger from watering it and it "explodes" cutting long lines at both sides of the wholes.
this way the mesalah was cut. then it is transported over 40 ships in nile to the location where it should be placed.
we are talking about minimum of 70 tons of granite, with a height of hundreds of meters.
can you imagine?

On the way to Luxor we had 2 locations to visit:
- Kom Ombo
- Edfu

Kom Ombo means " tal el dahab" or "city of gold". this temple is the first one to have a hospital attached to it, where surgeries where held for normal people. many surgery instruments are graved on its walls, showing how much the king cared to cure normal people- not only the royal family.
there is also a Nilometer to measure level of nile water. this was the indicator of how much the taxes should be- based on how good or bad people were farming.
in my opinion, a fair way to judge taxes payments.
ma 3alena :)))

Edfu is on turn now. at night the temple looks "fakhm" somehow precious, mysterious, i dont know how to explain. maybe because of the sophisticated lightning system at night. i dont know. but it gives a prestigious impression of something "royal"????
during this trip, i often found myself in shortage of words. as if i forgot meaning of words. :)))
second largest temple after karnak, with huge pillareds (a3medah)
the temple is dedicated to Horus, son of Isis and Osiris, telling the story of his fights against Seth, until he got to rule Egypt as legal heir of his father Osiris.

Sailing to Luxor i used the time to take many pictures of the nile and landscape over its both sides. it has a completely different colour than the part in Cairo. it is clean, blue, deep and wide.
again i feel a deep respect for "who i was"
Luxor my second main destination :). weather was extremely hot, although I am on deck, i cant take the heat.
guess best time for visit should be December-January. Mid Feb is already hot :(((

First comes Karnak complex temple. the largest temple of Egypt. it was built over long time, by many kings till it was finished. only a prat of the complex is open for visit. the rest is unfortunately closed.
its main part: Hypostyle hall or "Bahw el A3medah" gives an incredible view with its huge huge pillards (3amoud)  (132, either 12 or 20 meters). I could never imagine it is THAT HUGE and THAT BEAUTIFUL.
It is dedicated to Amoun, God of all Gods. maybe that's why? it is the main part of "Tibah" the capital of ancient egypt?
Huge, rich, beautiful, sophisticated, advanced, breathtakingly beautiful and royal. i dont know what else to say. again i find myself going speechless.

Second part of east side is the Luxor temple. very strange.on top of the temple there is a masjid built!!!!
the temple was completely covered with sand and mud, when a Sheikh Hassan- Morrocoan sheikh - came to egypt. he decided to settle there and build a masjid. years later, people discovered the temple UNDER the masjid- but the ruler decided to keep both.
a strange contradiction of religion, architecture styles, history and symbols.
again, a temple at night is overwhelming to see. this time with the "azan el maghrib" in the background.
begad, a very strange atmosphere, making me again speechless.

West side of Luxor, a complex of beautiful drawings of history. colourful, beatiful, very exact paintings on walls of graves in "Valey of Kings"
the graves are built middle of nowhere in the mountain. if it wasnt for the gates, you can easily overlook it, for its a small entry IN the mountain taking you few meters UNDER a huge rock mountain.
i suffer of underground fobia, but decided to push myself to go there. at the beginning i was shaking, for i know this is a dangerous weakpoint in me. but walking there just few meters, i forgot my phobia and got captured with the beautiful, colourful paintings on walls and ceiling of the graves. Ramsis third, Ramsis sixth and Ramsis nineth. deep under the earth surface, well kept, beautifully built and painted.
unfortunately photographing is prohibited in the whole valley, not only in the graves. one rule i was tempted to break, but when saw the paintings, i found myself wanting to protect them more and more.

Temple of Queen Hatshepsut, one of the most important queens in egyptian history.built for her by her loving architect "Senmout". his gift to the queen- other than his heart- was the unique design and location of the temple.
3 floors temple, with 9 huge monuments of her in the third floor at the main hall. some colourful paintings and gravings are showen on the walls of the main hall and the main part.
the temple is built middle of a rocky mountain, again representing deep affection and love to the queen by her people.

That was last thing i visited in Luxor. on my way back home- first to the ship, then to airport then flying back to Cairo i kept thinking about what i saw.
what could possibly drive people- simple normal workers- to build and paint such beautiful, royal temples and graves?
definetely it is not fear and slavery as everyone claims.
there is a deep respect, love and honouring behind such hard and unique work.
for only love has such a powerful driving hand, such an ongoing energy to go throuh this kind of hard work to build a temple, which is to last till end of the world.

If you decide to visit Luxor and Aswan, i can guarantee you this is one of the best time investments you can possibly make.

ufff, that report is hell too long. i have to translate to german, send it along with printed photos in handwriting to my teacher.
i promised him to do so.
but why doesnt he have an email :(((((
The pictures are at the previous post, hope you enjoy them as much as i enjoyed the visits :))))))

Luxor and aswan pictures...

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Sunday, February 14, 2010


This post has nothing to do with valentine's day,it just appears on this date.
For some singles this day is a sad,frustrating day, for some married people this day became meaningless,
for those in relation its a stupid day with 'gharamah'
Forget ba2a about Valentine and smile. just smile to yourself.maybe there is nothing to smile about, still, treat yourself to a smile.a kind, bright and loving smile- directed to yourself first, then to the rest of the world. It does magic to your soul.
you might be hopelessly in love,at least you have a heart that is able to love,while someone else has lost this ability.
Or you are jobless, yet in good health. Whatever you have,whoever you are,wherever you are- give yourself that very special gift: a cheerful,kind and bright deserve it.
No pics attched,post is short and unprepared.writing it from mobile on my way sailing from edfo to esna BUT I wanted to share this thought with you and share with you a smile I have for a reason I dont know. Bayeni etganent khalas,el tahyees eshtaghal mesh 3arfah leih.

Monday, February 8, 2010

A rose for you ......

A rose for me is a very special creature.

Simply beautiful, kind, tender, with a lovely smell. a never ending source of happiness.

whenever i look at a rose, i feel happy and just can't look away.

a very special warmth touches my heart when i touch its tender, delicate texture.

Since I wish to receive a rose myself, and since I know that I will not receive it, I decided to give it to you, my dear friends :)

A rose to brighten your day, give you some happiness and odeur to fill your day.

May this rose be a beautiful start of your day, if you read this post at the morning- or give you a smile at the end of a hard working day.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


I haven't met her in person, but scheduled ISA within this week, after the official celebration of her birthday.

Zou, my new friend, who has kindly accepted me as a friend and made me feel comfortable and welcome in her world.

when i approached her to be my friend, i was afraid she'd think i am crazy and make fun of me- not in public of course. but i was still somehow afraid of being rejected.

surprisingly, she accepted me in a very smooth and kind way. no big words said, she just welcomed me and said she could - of ocurse- use a new friend, espeically that she already had a hint about me from my comments on a common blog.

it was over SMS, but i felt like hugging that silently kind girl for her very special way of accepting me in her world.

We have some common strange doings (checking email from mobile early morning, then cant sleep afterwards because of whatever news the email brings or doesnt bring!!!!).
i find it funny.

then she suggested me having my own blog, and me refusing. of course not. i have nothing to say to the world. and who would be interested aslan in my personal blog.
i just enjoyed her blog and commented there almost everyday on whatever funny, serious or strange psots. i love the songs she put, and discovered a common passion for " You've got mail".
another strange passion :)
but she was persistant on the idea of my own blog.

When i launched it, i was surprisingly happy but extremely shy. and she understood exactely why :)

Zou, kol sana wenty tayebah ya habibty. may this starting year of your life bring you health, success, satisfaction and happiness on all fields of you life.

may this year gets us closer as friends and sisters. may this year of your life gets you closer to Allah and you be blessed with all that makes you happiest.

I am happy and honoured to have a dear friend and little sis like you, and begad wallahi u cant imagine how much i appreciate having you :))))
enjoy your day, sweetie, enjoy your year and life, every second of it and keep the silently kind gestures you do, going gives you a very special charm :)

i am excited about our outing, wherever you choose to go.

your big sis and new friend

Monday, February 1, 2010

A dream

Waking up, she remembered this will be a long day. busy, full of things to do, but there will be loads of fun kaman.
kissed her husband good morning, pulling the curtains aside - sunshine filled the room. good the kids will have fun today :)

Smilingly she went to the kids room, shook her 5 years old son Adham to wake him up, gave him a kiss and hugged him back. Went to Laila's bed, the 3 years old girl stirred, smiled and drifted back to sleep. tayeb, i will come later to get her.

Her husband sat sipping his coffee, when Adham came in, looked at her with his huge eyes: Mummy, Laila doesnt want to wake up.
That's ok, love. i will go get her. he smiled back thinking, good then i will not be the only one to wake up so early.
she loved his smile. got it from his father. he is a small profile of her husband.
how much she loved both of them :)

coming back with Laila, her husband was about to leave. he gave them a hug altogether and left.

Today the boys and girls from the orphanage will spend the day at her home. she has prepared the garden and the pool for them to use.
Most of them were of Adham's age, he knows almost everyone, and would enjoy having them around. so everyone will have fun today :)

the bus arrived, kids jumped out smiling excitedly about their day out. their eyes were filled with laughter, all talking to her at the same time - and surprisingly she got it all :))
they started moving and playing. some went to the pool with their teachers and just jumped in there. Adham followed them of course, while Laila was slowly walking in the garden, excited about having so many kids around her and exploring what there was all to see.
Good, everything is settled then. she joined the kids at the pool. she jumped in, holding Laila in her arms. Adham located them immediately and joined. he jumed in, knowing that Mummy will catch him for sure. he hugged her and smiled back when she got him.

Kids, lunch is ready.
they hurried to her, sat down where she placed the table. ate, talked, laughed all at same time.
Adham and Laila were having great time too.
Elhamdollah. Ya rab, give me the strength to make those kids happy, including mine too.

all settled in their dry cloths, they sat waiting for her to join and start telling them a story - as she always does when she visited at the orphanage. this is the part they loved at most. for she always had nice stories to tell. her stories took them to a different world.
Cindrella was her favourite. a story promising happiness to a poor girl.

Time flew so quick, they have to leave now to be home at bed time. they hugged, kissed and thanked her for the sweets, swim, story, food and fun and promised to be good to their teachers.

As she and Adham waved them goodbye, she felt a deep satisfaction and happiness. she was happy to have hosted the kids today at her home, happy that Adham had a nice time, shared with the kids his playstation and toys.

she was grateful for being there for her children, grateful for her husband to have agreed hosting the kids at their home once per month, happy her kids have enjoyed SHARING of their home with others. :)

Later on she showed her husband the pictures, Adham told him great stories, Laila couldnt stop chatting and telling him in her own language about her new friends.

A lovely day has just ended, full of laughter, sunshine, giving and receiving of love.

Satisfied she went to bed. exhausted from the day's event, but grateful for having all those gifts from Allah.