Good bye my Friend

Today,I got the news that an old friend of mine,whom i 've known since sixth grade had a heart attack yesterday and that she is in critical conditionI talked to my sister so we'll go and see her but the news of her death preceded my visit

MY Friend lost her son who was only 18 in car accident seven years ago,yesterday was the anniversary of her loss and she couldn't take it anymore.

she cried herself to death

Now they are together again,but i feel for her daughter who was a friend and schoolmate of my daughter, she is left motherless

what I feel now is disbliefe and shock,we ran into each other while shopping last year,and that was when i last saw herI feel that life has driven us apart,each in her own worries and daily stupid events,and I could have seen her more but i didn't.I will always regret that.


I Pray God to grant her family the strength to go onand you my dear friend i will never see you again

Sometimes when we touch

And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna hold you til I die
Til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you till the fear in me subsides

Grab a book

Grab a Book


Books were my best companion since I can remember, I started reading when I was so young, and never stopped.Reading kept my mind alive , added a lot to my experiences ,helped me through sleepless nights, enriched my heart and soul and entertained me when everything else failed.I just cannot comprehend how young people nowadays fear books and hate the mere idea of reading.my children don't read, I never managed to get them to do so no matter how I tried.


when they were young I bought them books, colorful ones to encourage them to read, I read for them at first but seems they enjoyed the idea of story telling more than the idea of reading .when they grew up ,their teachers asked them to read and summarize books, they managed to find the summary on the net and got away with it.Nothing seemed to work into pushing them to read, even when a best seller book is produced into a movie they preferred to watch the movie rather than read the book. what's the difference, that's their argument,. a whole lot..thats mine.


reading is nothing like watching a movieMany movies were based on best selling books but a 2 hour movie cannot give you the same thrill of reading the original book.I don't like others to imagine things for me, so for me watching a movie is not the same as reading the book.no one can change my mind not now or ever

one year

One year since you left.. and i miss you more

One long year without you and I cannot still imagine that you left

one year..I havent heard your voice,seen your lovely face,or touched your handone year..

and I still cant get over the idea of losing you

Can life be joyful again?

Can I smile or be happy without thinking of you?

without saying to myself:I wish you were there..and I always do..I say it daily..I wish you were there..Whenever I am happy..I miss you

whenever I am sad..I miss you

whenever I need an adviceI need to talk to someone..I miss you

and I always say..I wish you were there nothing is the same since you left..

We never had the time to really talk to each other till lately..

when you got sick and when I was there with you..as selfish as it may sound..i was a little happy i got to spend some time with you..we talked..we argued..we argued a lot..

I loved to argue with you,I loved the look on your face when we fought .

maybe coz i am a lot like you,we both had this hot temper..the last 5 months were the hardest in my whole life..you were there in front of me suffering and I was helpless.all i can do is be there with you and I did till the last minute..last second..till the moment you left ,while I held your hand..and your last words to me were: alla yerda 3aliki ya baba..

I will always miss you ..you will always be around..everytime i look into the mirror i will see you coz I am part of you and you live inside me..

may your soul rest in peace my dearest father..