Old Friends


When life goes by and as you go from one stage to another ,you meet new people whom you later call friends.

I am not very easy going when I use that word,not every acquaintance is a friend and not every friend is a good friend or best friendwhen I was in School I had many school mates,and few friends,when I graduated and went to college,I had also other college friends.

.I got married and when you do that many things around you change,the kind of people you call friends are different than those you had in school or college.and when you have kids you also gain more friends,somehow closer to your style in life.after this long introduction,what I really want to talk about is meeting old friends after long time of separation.when you meet an old friend after so many years you feel that years melt away,as if you were together only yesterday as if the years that passed by meant nothing

Meeting old friends gives me such an indescribable joy, ultimate happiness every now and then I meet some of my school friends or college friends by accident, we talk to each other after hugging and kissing sometimes some tears and we try to catch up on each others news promising to see each other again..But we rarely do..

We all have our new lives,new worries and many new events that keep us busyafter I got hang of the Internet,I started looking for my old friends back in Saudi arabia and I managed to get their emails and we reconnected againmy friends there were a mixture of cultures,many jordanians,palestinians,and those i was able to meet when they came back home.the others were lebanese and those I planned to see 2004 as I visited lebanon I got to meet my two friends

.our children joined in and we all had a great time remembering what we used to do and not getting over the idea how children have grown up in age and size parted and we promised to try and see each other every year..

But that didn't work for 2005 , I couldn't go to Beirut and they couldn't come over to Ammanso 2006 was the ideal time to see all of them..Emails were sent but I didn't get the chance to read the replies ,didn't matter much,I said to myself,I';; read the emails when I get thereGhada was still outside Lebanon and was planning to go there on the 15th of July,that was sad ,my vacation ends on the 12th,I spoke to sana and she had some family matters that prevented her from seeing me,but leila showed upI was so delighted to see her again,we sat and talked for hours..


Talking about old friends and new events..16 years were like a sugarcube in a cup of hot tea.we parted and the next day i left to Amman,the same day Lebanon was attacked..The whole trip was like a dream..I called her the next day and she was in tears..We kept in touch till she safely left Beirutduring the war other Lebanese friends came to Jordan,although it was a time of sadness for all but I was happy to see Samir and Jacky again now the war is over,as they say,and hopefully next year we get to meet again