a twist in posts ;)

I just finished watching "Finding Nemo"..

WOOHOW! its REALLY awsome.

I love it from all of my Heart..

I love Nemo and his father....

That picture is for Sheryos ;) , LUV it dude (Y)??

Gaza

This post is only a humble and simple comment on Olivia's post, trying to show the other side of the story.
*Any one is welcomed to join in the discussion by the way*

I wasn't surprised when I read Olivia's post as much as I was annoyed. And though I know my words are a bit out of date, but I felt its my duty to show the real situation back in Palestine.. or as how its world widely acknowledged as Israel.

I won't start by saying "this land is ours and I'm glad its back", I won't say as well "that's what the Israeli's deserve to be kicked out of Palestine", nor I'd complete by saying "I hate the Israelis" or all theses blah blahs.. For I am deadly sure that this act is not meant for peace; Take my words on that. No one would ever know the Jews as much as the Egyptians would, ever since Prophet Moses till the great 1973 war. *Tell me have you ever heard about that war before?!*

I am not preacher or a racist; I am but a simple Egyptian, Arab citizen who knows her history quite well. And I would like you Olivia, or any other reader to ask your Jews-Israelis friends this very simple question: "where are your ancestors' graves?"
I reckon they'd tell you in Holland, Poland or Russia most probably.
But any Palestinian, even the immigrants or the refugees, Ask them: "where are your ancestors' graves?" , they'd tell you in Gaza, Ram Allah, Jerusalem… or any other corner in Palestine.. Not only this, you may find with them a key for their house that was demolished by another Israeli bulldozer to build their settelments, claiming its their historical land. While it's not their neither in history nor right now.

All what you see is but a dirty play, believe me. Even it was written in one of the biggest Israeli's newspapers, that what you've seen was but an act to gain the world's sympathy that they are the men of peace.
But tell me if they really want peace, why had they invaded Sinai in the year 1967? or even more, tell me, why are they demolishing the Palestinian houses and building their own settlements?
Tell why Rachel Corrie died under their bulldozers *on purpose* defending a Palestinian family from demolishing their house. At a time the Israelis claimed to the media: she died by mistake!!

Not even that, have you ever seen the pictures on that site before?
http://walidos.free.fr/voila_ce_que_israel_fait.htm
It's for a martyr called "Mohamed el Dorra", a young boy who was shot in cold blood in his father's lab by another dirty shot form an Israeli solider. They didn’t neither care that he was a young boy nor that he was between his father's arms. And he was murdered in the street..
Moreover, Despite that this incident wasn't only photographed but video taped as well, yet they got the guts to spread the story on media as an Israeli child killed by a barbaric Palestinian.. *by the way, I knew about that story from some American friends I knew back then. You can check it out*
And still hundreds and hundreds of Palestinians are killed everyday, while the world is left as silent paralyzed audience.

We are in front of an organized crime, not only against the Arabs, but the whole humanity. In fact Media corrupt and faking the truth aren't just ordinary crimes but a disaster as well, that if it didn't touch your part of the world now, it would in the future.

I won't finish my words by saying I was happy for what happened.
Truely I wasn't happy that anyone, no matter s/he is/was, have to leave their place.. But I would like to tell you, leaving the settlements in Gaza that's been for 10 or 15 years maximum isn't as harsh and cruel as forcing the real owners of the land *the Palestinians* to leave their homeland, and to leave their houses that they knew no other all their life long. *check the pictures on that post by the way*

I know that its our fault *as Arabs* from the beginning till the end, that we didn’t defend our rights in the proper way. Its our fault we rested our case in some hands we believe in their honesty, yet crying over spelt milk we discovered the opposite when it was really too late.



PS: to make things clear, I am not against Jews, I hate all sorts of racism especially when it is connected to religion. I totally believe that anyone should have the right to embrace which ever religion or ideology s/he thinks most suits his/her way of life.
But I only meant in my lengthy post: the ones who claim Palestine to be anything but a pure Arab land.


God Bless you all.

Last night..

It was over 3 Am. when I went to bed and still I didn't wish to sleep. So I switched off the lights, and listened to radio thru my brother's walkman. There were some very beautiful classics on "The musical program" radio station. I opened the window for a hopeless street lamb light to join in my lonesome party.
You know, I always liked summer nights no matter how hot the weather may seem. I love to stay up late and gaze at the vast emptiness of the universe, share the stars in their dance, talk a while with the moon or simply enjoy the silence on my own.
I won't forget my mother when she all the time describes me as a night owl. No matter how early I wake up, I still keep open eyes till very late at night *very often till watching dawn break*, then I keep wandering aimlessly all day long.

Only then I heard a piece on radio "Friends over troubled water". I looked up to the ceiling, then turned to the skies above, and back to the ceiling. After a long sigh I asked myself: "And how many friends I got?!!"
It's very true I have so many friends in my life. It's true I find it easy to gain friendships in no time, yet how many were really bonded to me and for how long?
Right now I am in the process of losing 2 special people we had un-forgettable memories together, yet gaining the trust of other two. *Which leaves me partially happy!*

However I wonder where lies the problem? Why can't I have permanent fine relationships? Is it me or is it life's way of treating us?
Sometimes I hate myself like no one can, and other times I love myself to arrogance itself. I see myself as an angle and the devil himself in the very same picture's portrait.
You know when you feel you are the victim and the murderer at the same time?!

Suddenly I felt I want to take it all off me and cry it out. I felt my heavy heart is aching again. I can't bear it alone all the time, and I don't want anyone to share. I enjoy the silence, thought I wish to have a helping hand around.
I felt puzzled with thoughts out of order and a soul that's bored to death from life and the living..

Surprisingly the legendary "Spanish eyes" tune joined me from radio and I sung it along..
"Blue.. Spanish eyes..
Tear drops are falling from your Spanish eyes..
Please.. Please don't cry..
Its just adios and not goodbyes.."
Then I heard "Strangers in the night", "Sous le ceil de Paris", "Yesterday", "La vie en rose"…

I said to myself: truly everything happens for a reason, a season or a life time..
However, I wish upon a star I'd ever figure it out before too late..

Time to go… 73's
Lasto-adri *Blue*
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PS: I had a disaster with my old hard disk.. Thank ALLAH for everything after all..

Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great. One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog... And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes. Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.

What's Your Blogging Personality?

HEEEEEEELP!!!

Let me describe the situation right now.
2 days ago, our computer reported a problem in XP *for unknown reasons*, so we thought of re-installing windows again. Firstly we installed windows 98, and then it was WinXP's turn. So we clicked YES to start the setup, when all of a sudden another problem was encountered; There was an error message that drive C: is out of order due some problems that needs a specialist *actually it was bad clusters*. And in fact, through out my over-8-years being a frequent computer user, I never passed by such thing before, which left be paralyzed!

OK, I told myself: "Don't panic!". I took my little PC to maintenance yet to my surprise; the technician was off for 3 WHOLE days. Which means: I'll have to live this way till Sunday… *no comment*..
I told myself again: "OK, I can still install Photoshop 7 on Win98 if Photoshop 9 CS2 can't be installed already on WinXP" . I hold my breath and started the setup. To my surprise for the 2nd time; the computer didn't respond to any sort of installation. I made a scan for the whole drivers and nothing appeared except unfixed-errors-message. Till then I felt sick!

I went again to the main window of "My Computer" when all of a sudden I discovered the size of drive C: has increased from 5 GB to 10 GB, which is practically-speaking: IMPOSSIBLE!..

GOSH! Right now the NEW PC is about to rest in peace forever. And even the old PC can't keep all my files and folders *for the memory size*. I wonder what to do and whom to ask? I am not a specialist and I don't know any.. I can't wait till Sunday, yet I don't know what to do.
Somebody HELP I am going crazy!

Lasto Adri *Blue*

TADA

So finally I was able to sneak at my brother's private driver. I got to realize: My little brother really got a taste for things. Amazing!
Here is one of the most hilarious pictures I've seen so far. ;)

Time to go… 73's
Lasto Adri *Blue*

"The most powerful thing is to be thinking about someone and wonder if they are somewhere thinking of you"

~ Unknown

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My Bloginality is ISFP!!!

And it was like shooting with a broken arrow. Surprisingly, it reached the target !!!

Finito..

I just finished reading “The Alchemist” by “Paulo Coelho”, and tell you after reading, I discovered it doesn’t really deserve all the over whelming propaganda it got in Egypt (for instance).
Yes, it beholds a philosophical spirit through out the story, or never the less, philosophical spirit without a story. And yes, Coelho was trying to discuss a pretty interesting aspects of life. Yet, I have to admit: I didn’t like it that much for I didn’t feel it in the first place.

As a starter the cover’s design was pretty amazing. I felt what I was going to read before hand. *Which for me leaves a perfect impression.*

If we went further I would tell you, it’s divided into 3 parts. The 1st part: before Santiago (the protagonist) meets The Alchemist. And the 2nd after they meet together in the middle of life’s road. Then the silliest of all “The Epilogue”.
The 1st part is a bit too long as an intro, the 2nd is mainly the story itself (which is a bit shallow). Too many un-necessarily details, too many repetitions as well through out the way. Simple things can be adopted by the reader, yet Coelho insisted on interpretations. *Which gets on my nerves truly!*
Then the Epilogue which ruined the excitement of the final phrase “and he knew where to find his treasure”

I liked the main plot: discovering one’s true connection with nature, and his/her hidden powers and abilities *how so very true.* Almost all of us still un-aware of how we might meet our own selves. How to discover your most distinguished side as a human being and a living creature and how to understand the secrets of the universe around you.
Coelho succeeded ultimately in conveying that to us.

And again, what pissed me off was the mis-understanding of this part of the Arab lands, and again picturizing Egypt as a desert, some sands and a beautiful scenery of the pyramids *full stop*, that made me, sometimes, wish to tear the pages while reading. Even the mis-understanding of Islam in almost all the novel’s pages was the most provoking of all.

One last thing, I liked hell of quotations in the novel. Almost all the novel can be considered beautiful quotations on its own.

Anyhow, after all what I said, reading “The Alchemist” was an exciting experience, that no matter what was my opinion, I believe it still deserves reading it.
*Thanks friend :)*


P.S.: to know more about Coelho... click here..

3 Things

Three names you go by:
Blue
Bluelue
BlueBerry

Three screen names you have had:
Bluelue
Lasto Adri
Blueberryeno

Three parts of your heritage:
Egyptian (on its own)
English
French

Three things that scare you:
Creeping insets
Wick geeks
Talking to myself (despite doing it almost all the time)

Three of your everyday essentials:
Checking my blog
Listening to music especially on radio
My tea

Three things you are wearing right now:
My pajamas
My life long necklace (Olivia, you reminded me of that)
My glasses

Two truths and a lie:
I’m almost a copy of my grandfather
I’m allergic to chocolate
I like it a hot cup of tea

Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to you:
Cultured and open minded
Respectable
Impressing in a dashingly unique way

Three things you just can’t do:
Eat cheese
Buy all the books in all libraries
Walk alone on an exotic resort after midnight

Three of your favorite hobbies:
Learning new cultures
Writing & reading
Discovering new personalities

Three things you want to do really badly right now:
Have my DSL on
Kill a person I hate by hard
Call a friend I miss like crazy.. but I can’t

Three places you want to go on vacation:
Andalusia (or any part of Spain)
Soul (or any other Korean city)
Florence

Three things you want to do before you die:
Visit Mars (my home land)
Being internationally well-known writer
Buying a digital radio and a laptop

Three ways I am stereotypically a woman:
Can’t stop nagging
Know how to cook
Wear skirts ;)

Three ways I am stereotypically a girl:
I used to like reading romances
Still like bears and dolls (not very very)
Fascinated by cute pictures

Three people who have to take this quiz: (Unfortunately Oli asked Jia li & Slo already)
MoonlightShadow
Sheryos
FreeSoul


I got that from Olivia’s Blog.. Thanks to you Oli ;)

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