The Caller: Mama sais..

Such greatness...

Sun, 04 May 2008 00:03:00 GMT

Such greatness is rare these days, she Inspired me all my life...when i was a brat in my teens i used to be amazed by how loving, giving and forgiving she was...especially with people who hurt her...I was astonished by the kindness although i called it weakness back then...deep inside i looked up to her and i wished i was that kind.

She was tired, weak and fragile and managed to complete her 3omra with so much effort and exhaustion that i thought she'd stay in bed at least two days afterwards...to my surprise, she didn't rest but several hours and went on to do another 3omra for my late father Allah yer7amo...i wish i could explain what does that mean and how it made me feel...i just can't elaborate on that...all i can say is that she is one amazing woman...May Allah bless her.

I heard - from other people - how she actually SERVED other people in their manasek, she looked for lost children with their parents ( apparently that happens quiet often over there ), she would get water for the sick and elderly and even for people who are neither but asked for help...she would help exhausted women who couldn't complete al6awaf while god only knows she needed someone to help her out as she was sick and on medication...

The over whelming stories of how kind are the people of Almadinah and how it felt to see Al-Ka3ba for the first time...what she saw on mountain 2o7od...I saw through her tears and emotions the greatness and faith she felt.

She gave me some zamzam water and a big hug with lots of do3a2 just like the do3a2 she remembered EVERYONE we know- family, friends, neighbors even my office boy- with.

Mom, 7amdelah she returned safely.

May Allah accept her efforts and do3a2 and 3o2balna jamee3an :)

A Quickie...

Fri, 21 Mar 2008 18:07:00 GMT

Tomorrow morning Inshallah i'll be doing the Laser thing for my eyes...I have short sight...well, extreme short sight and the contact lenses have almost ruined my eyes so guys...if i stop blogging from now on u'll know that the laser thing e7wal !

Yes I'm scared but I'm doing it anyway...Allah yustor.

Best mother's day gift for my sweet mom will be a 3omra...I'm more happy by this than she is and i feel it's the best thing I've done in a long time...too bad i can't get to go and have the experience as well...i just don't have a ma7ram...shooot :D i guess I'll wait for hassan ( 7 year old son ) to take me :)

I have a thing against bling blings of all kinds...no accessories would ever enter my world...although i like watches i couldn't wear any for the past couple of years...one thing is my weakness...sunglasses...not just any shades...no, I'm the type who can never touch a pair as long as i don't find something that would make me fall in love with...and i didn't find something like that for quiet a while...till yesterday when accidentally i laid my eyes on the most AMAZING Cartier sunglasses...they are expensive and i didn't have enough in my purse...if i still have enough eyes after the laser tomorrow i would definitely get those sunglasses...7etet nadarah...teganen!

My mom - with huge efforts from friends and family - finally agreed on getting some help around the house...i wonder if that will last...will i witness the new mom/help adventures.

Will my kids accept and get along...god, i really hope so...

I had the loveliest happy mother's day phone call today...*sigh*

لحظه مسائيه...

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 17:36:00 GMT

افقت لحظة مسائيه

ابحث عن شىء تركته..

ضممت شعرى كتلة سوداء..

و نسيت عود ثقاب اشعلته..

مسحت جبهتى الجافه..

و تركت منديلى الاخضر..رميته!

تذكرت انى ابحث عن..

ما هذا الذى نسيته؟!

ربما قلماً صادقته عمرا

ربما مدادا سال فاهملته..

ادور فى الغرفة البارده..

ربما كان هذا ما توهمته

وجدت كتابا بالياً

يحكى قصة عاشقان مختلقه

و ريشة طاووس ابيض..

كنت ذا مساءٍ اخذته..

اين ما ابحث عنه؟

فى دولاب قديم اغلقته؟

هل وجهى و شعرى مكانه

بصمات قدمى فى درب تركته

ام قلب بات وحيدا..

فى ليل و نجوم و عويل اسكته

ام ذراع تمتد للرحمن خائفه

ترجو رحمه و نور و مغفره

اهى روح تسكننى و جسدى

ضائع لم يجد مسكنه..

ام زهر ذابل كان نائما

بين صقحات دفتره؟

حاولت ان اسمع صوتى

و لم اجد الا بحته الموحشه

ارجو ان التفت ورائى

لارى..هل ابوابى منطبقه.

و هذه الظلال الداكنه..ماثله

اهى اوهامى و خوفى فاقتله.

اشعلت ثقابى الثانى

و دنوت به من خلف شعلته

تذكرت انى عطشى

ملأت كوباً و سقطت راكعه..

و جريت الى ملابس معتمه

آمل ان اصل الى فراشى اللامع و سخونته..

و بغته ..تذكرت..

انى كنت ابحث عن نفسِ.. او احداً احادثه..

Mama sais:...عجبا لك يا بن ادم

Sun, 23 Jul 2006 22:05:00 GMT

عجبا لك يا بن ادم

تسبح اناملك و تحكى عنك

يسبح جلدك و يحكى عنك

تسبح كل لحظه من انفاسك و تحكى عنك

تسبح كل قطره من دمك و تحكى عنك

و تسبح كل عظمه فى بدنك و تحكى عنك

اما انت

فتحكى فى طول الامل

و تبارز ربك بالمعصيه

و تنسى ان تسبح عند كل اطلالة شمس

وكل اقتراب غروب

و تنسى من انت

The grand opening of.." Mama sais.."

Wed, 19 Jul 2006 23:08:00 GMT

My dear friends,

I am so excited..we just came out with this..

My mom decided that she wants to say some stuff on my blog..wish is an emotional moment for me..

So..she is gonna have a new category named: Mama sais..,so she can post what ever she wants in it..

But in order to make this a little bit exciting for you..i'll have to tell you a bit about my mama.

+ She reads a book almost every day..

+ I never asked her about anything and she hadn't some clue at the very least.

+ She taught me reading and writing before kindergarten.

+ She introduced me to every classy art.

+ She used to take advantage of the cutting of the electricity on winter nights to sing fairouz songs to me(i wasn't into arabic!)

+ She used to take advantage of the sickness vacations during school to make me read all the kinds of books no one in my class dreamed or could ever read.

+ She would take me to ancient libraries in alexandria and i would see the amazment and excitement on her face for just going in..

+ She is the most devoted and giving human i have ever seen..

’Mama sais:

يا مخلوقات الله اسالكم..

لماذا عندما نموت لا يعزينا احد؟

و بعد قليل ينسانا كل البشر..

لماذا عندما يسفك دمنا..

يقول فلان هذا صح و ذاك خطأ ؟

عندما نام الدره على ساق والده لم يبكى احد.

و عندما رايت الصغيره ذات الجثة المثقوبه لم يعلق احد.

لماذا عندما نقتل و نسجن و نضرب لا يتسآئل احد؟

حتى العالم كله..لا يعطينا حق الصراخ.

مجرد الدفاع عن الام و الاب و الارض و العرض...

يجتمعون...و ينفضون..و يقولون..ماذا حدث؟!

الا ترون؟؟

انه لحم رخيص..

لحم عرب...

و يقولون..لم يفرط فيه احد.