You don't like Noura, my Saudi best friend. Her mother is from Kuwait, she's my mother's friend. They visit kuwait evey summer holiday & at some occasions.
You call her "iblees".
La tdakhlenhaa bainaa.
W raby abcheha etha 7awelat tkhareb ely baina.
Allah yakheth'haa.
Shloun rafjteha ?
It's kind of funny that I used to question myself; why does he avoid meeting me with Noura ? why the hate? is it because they always tease each other? there should be another reason..
Two years ago, I asked you to drop us to a wedding. You told her when we got inside your car..
"iblees shlounich? 3sach 6ayba bs?" with a naughty smile.
"dam eny shftk akeed many 6ayba" she rolled her eyes.
"3yal chan enthbartay ebaitkum trta7ain w try7ena mu afthal?"
"la ya shaikh? akhaf bs t7asib jaya ak7el 3ainy feek!"
I was laughing at both of you. Noura, as being herself, was pattering.. I noticed that you haven't spoken a word yet. I turned my face too look at you, you were lost in thoughts and quiet.. just not being your self. I leaned my head on the window staring at the street. Why aren't you talking or giving me your list of recommendations!! weird. I looked at you again, you gave me worried look with a smile, and kept silent on the whole way.
Stupidity.
That's what I feel, stupid. You can't understand how does it hurt me to understand you after 4 years. After destruction.
Now I see, your worried face and your quietness flowed from your fear of her seeing what I couldn't see. or let me say what I see but ignore. I confess.. I ignored it untill I became totally blind.
Love blinds us. when girls extremely care about someone, they transform into biased creatures. We put excuses to their negatives and ugly actions, either to avoid getting hurt, our to keep ourselves in their circle.
you never wanted me to listen to Noura, who saw you clearly as everyone else around you, did. you thought that she could affect me, but you were wrong.
Ma yestahlik Jujuu!!
Leh tswen efnfsik kitha shna6ra mnah!
Metwaq3a yetghayar! huu eb nfsah yadri enu mara7 yetghayar.
ANAANY!!
7AQEER
KHABEETH
ma nag9ik shay he doesn't deserve you.
Klaiteh yetmadaa ktheer..
All if it couldn't affect me Basel. I swear no one has the ability to affect me and change my mind about you, more than you do.
العين تكذب نفسها إن أحبت... و الأذن تصدق الغير إن كرهت
But I wish I had listened to Noura. even your older brother told me once that I shouldn't trust you or expect you to change. I shouldn't have ignore them.Too late now.
___________
My mother, my father, and my two sisters, Dema & Shoug, aren't in town. 4 years ago, they left to London, when I was 17, to get the best treatment for shouga. Dema left with them to study abroad. My family and I had decided that I complete my studying in Kuwait because I was a senior. So I moved to my grandparents house with uncle Fahad, his wife Manal and Saloom, their child. I'm comfortable here el7mdellah. But there's something missing.
I miss Mama. I miss her voice, her smell, her swearwords & insults, her laugh, her advices. I miss being at home knowing that my mother is down stairs or in her room with dady. I think her compassion can pull me from your strong arms that circles and binds me..
I couldn't sleep that night, we've had a huge fight because of your awful lying. You told me you were in bed while you were in Dubai with your friends. and ,as usual, you gave me silly excuse. Do you find me that fool to feed me your bullshit?
We were shouting on phone..
"chaathaaab chathaabb w taaafehh"
"takhngeny w tswen swalef, enty tkhleny ath6ar achathb 3laich!!"
"w hatha shay muhem 3shaan tchatheb feeh?!! tsafer m3a rb3ek w bnaat mat3rfhum! 7ag elsarsra wl le3ib!! mestahla?"
"elbanat maly shghil fehum gltlch ma tfhmeeen aklem gu6y anaa?!!"
"a9adgekk? hathyy b3ad mith6ar tchatheb fehaa??"
"uffffffffff entay mynonaa! entay shnoo? mynoooonaa w shakaakaa marath feech maraaath" your voice was husky & creepy from shouting.
"Basoul hathoul aham mny? ma astahel t'hed khrabe6ik 3shany?" I almost cried.
"Jumanaaa !! hathaa anaa a7bchh w abeech, bs mara7 atghayar 7awaltt! la tathgh6een 3laay! ma jbrtech 3la nafsy!! mu fathyy 7g swalfech wallaaah"
I couldn't listen to this anymore, so i ended the call without saying a word. you promised me before that you would never lie again. Liar.
I called my mother instantly..
"yuumaa?" while crying.
"haa mama shfeech tshahgeen chethy!"
"abyy ayelkum bs magdar at7mal hny"
"jojooo? e7na shno etifqna 7beebty? lsboo3 elyay 3eed miladch bt9ereen 19 w lail7een etbachbchain mithel elyahal? gomay 7beebty 9alelich rk3tain w egray quraan"
I MISS HER !
You know what I love the most about you? your love for your mother.. I've never seen a guy who cries just because his mother is hurt. remember? you called me at midnight. your call was unusual, because you used to spend every thursday in "Duwanya" and forget that I exist. you were angry and upset, you asked me if we could meet. well, ofcourse we could.
I reached the place you told me about, it was an empty dark beach with huge rocks.. I found you sitting above your car, which was parked a few metres away from the sea. I got surprised why weren't you inside your car, the breeze was very cold. Early Dcember.
It was dark, the only light there was the diminuendo light of you car's flash hitting a small part of the sea..
I stopped my car behind you, you didn't turn to look at me. And when I came closer, our eyes met and suddenly, you cried!
I ran to you and got very close "7ayatee?!!"
you leaned your forehead on my shoulders and continued crying & sniffing..
I waited for you to calm down but you didn't, so I raised your head with my hands to face you..
"Basooul? shfeek... 7beby? sh9ayer?" I whispered.
you told about the problems your parents were going through, and how your mother seemed really sad, I couldn't stand watching your tears. My lofty Basel.. crying?! my tears streamed on my cheeks while I was wiping off yours with my fingers, kissing your red cheeks, cold nose, and your forehead... calming you down and advising you.
after half an hour I sat next to you on the car..
Me & You..
The starry sky..
The sound of the waves..
Perfection.
I was staring at the sky when I felt your eyes on me. I looked at you and your gaze was.. charming, romantic, sexy with your glossy eyes. "what?" I asked half smiling.
"wayhch jmeel lma tbcheen". I blushed and looked away.
you put your arms around me "shtfkreen feh?" still staring at me.
"Nothing.." I lied to you.
Actually I was begging Allah for you to stay like this. to always bring out this side of yourself. This Basel, not the other one. The child, the lover, the sweet one, the authomatic. the one who makes me happy.
"Tishb'hen elb7ar Jumana" you began.
"shloun?"
"madree.. ghamtha, 7lwa, more7a" you looked at me "ma 3mry fathfatht 7ag shakh9 mithel ma afathfthlch, tgoulen el7chy ela ma agoulah 7ag nfsy, tbchenlyy.. Jumana ana adry mu3amlty m3ach ghla6, w wayed a'atheech w agoulch 7achy ana mu gadah bs a7bch, wallah el3theem a7bch.. allah ykhleech lyy t7mleny, ma 3ndy ghairch.."
God.. these words hurt, though it's just a memory but it still hurt, as much as it did at the first time.
I leaned my head on you shoulders staring at the see "ma ra7 at7ml ela etha shraitly shwarma".
you laughed.
"w 9urat wyhk now 3shan ahadedik feha later."
you held your iphone and raised your hand infront of our faces. We smiled to the camera. Took a picture of two faces of a crying lovers at their most truthful crazy moment.
You call her "iblees".
La tdakhlenhaa bainaa.
W raby abcheha etha 7awelat tkhareb ely baina.
Allah yakheth'haa.
Shloun rafjteha ?
It's kind of funny that I used to question myself; why does he avoid meeting me with Noura ? why the hate? is it because they always tease each other? there should be another reason..
Two years ago, I asked you to drop us to a wedding. You told her when we got inside your car..
"iblees shlounich? 3sach 6ayba bs?" with a naughty smile.
"dam eny shftk akeed many 6ayba" she rolled her eyes.
"3yal chan enthbartay ebaitkum trta7ain w try7ena mu afthal?"
"la ya shaikh? akhaf bs t7asib jaya ak7el 3ainy feek!"
I was laughing at both of you. Noura, as being herself, was pattering.. I noticed that you haven't spoken a word yet. I turned my face too look at you, you were lost in thoughts and quiet.. just not being your self. I leaned my head on the window staring at the street. Why aren't you talking or giving me your list of recommendations!! weird. I looked at you again, you gave me worried look with a smile, and kept silent on the whole way.
Stupidity.
That's what I feel, stupid. You can't understand how does it hurt me to understand you after 4 years. After destruction.
Now I see, your worried face and your quietness flowed from your fear of her seeing what I couldn't see. or let me say what I see but ignore. I confess.. I ignored it untill I became totally blind.
Love blinds us. when girls extremely care about someone, they transform into biased creatures. We put excuses to their negatives and ugly actions, either to avoid getting hurt, our to keep ourselves in their circle.
you never wanted me to listen to Noura, who saw you clearly as everyone else around you, did. you thought that she could affect me, but you were wrong.
Ma yestahlik Jujuu!!
Leh tswen efnfsik kitha shna6ra mnah!
Metwaq3a yetghayar! huu eb nfsah yadri enu mara7 yetghayar.
ANAANY!!
7AQEER
KHABEETH
ma nag9ik shay he doesn't deserve you.
Klaiteh yetmadaa ktheer..
All if it couldn't affect me Basel. I swear no one has the ability to affect me and change my mind about you, more than you do.
العين تكذب نفسها إن أحبت... و الأذن تصدق الغير إن كرهت
But I wish I had listened to Noura. even your older brother told me once that I shouldn't trust you or expect you to change. I shouldn't have ignore them.Too late now.
___________
My mother, my father, and my two sisters, Dema & Shoug, aren't in town. 4 years ago, they left to London, when I was 17, to get the best treatment for shouga. Dema left with them to study abroad. My family and I had decided that I complete my studying in Kuwait because I was a senior. So I moved to my grandparents house with uncle Fahad, his wife Manal and Saloom, their child. I'm comfortable here el7mdellah. But there's something missing.
I miss Mama. I miss her voice, her smell, her swearwords & insults, her laugh, her advices. I miss being at home knowing that my mother is down stairs or in her room with dady. I think her compassion can pull me from your strong arms that circles and binds me..
I couldn't sleep that night, we've had a huge fight because of your awful lying. You told me you were in bed while you were in Dubai with your friends. and ,as usual, you gave me silly excuse. Do you find me that fool to feed me your bullshit?
We were shouting on phone..
"chaathaaab chathaabb w taaafehh"
"takhngeny w tswen swalef, enty tkhleny ath6ar achathb 3laich!!"
"w hatha shay muhem 3shaan tchatheb feeh?!! tsafer m3a rb3ek w bnaat mat3rfhum! 7ag elsarsra wl le3ib!! mestahla?"
"elbanat maly shghil fehum gltlch ma tfhmeeen aklem gu6y anaa?!!"
"a9adgekk? hathyy b3ad mith6ar tchatheb fehaa??"
"uffffffffff entay mynonaa! entay shnoo? mynoooonaa w shakaakaa marath feech maraaath" your voice was husky & creepy from shouting.
"Basoul hathoul aham mny? ma astahel t'hed khrabe6ik 3shany?" I almost cried.
"Jumanaaa !! hathaa anaa a7bchh w abeech, bs mara7 atghayar 7awaltt! la tathgh6een 3laay! ma jbrtech 3la nafsy!! mu fathyy 7g swalfech wallaaah"
I couldn't listen to this anymore, so i ended the call without saying a word. you promised me before that you would never lie again. Liar.
I called my mother instantly..
"yuumaa?" while crying.
"haa mama shfeech tshahgeen chethy!"
"abyy ayelkum bs magdar at7mal hny"
"jojooo? e7na shno etifqna 7beebty? lsboo3 elyay 3eed miladch bt9ereen 19 w lail7een etbachbchain mithel elyahal? gomay 7beebty 9alelich rk3tain w egray quraan"
I MISS HER !
You know what I love the most about you? your love for your mother.. I've never seen a guy who cries just because his mother is hurt. remember? you called me at midnight. your call was unusual, because you used to spend every thursday in "Duwanya" and forget that I exist. you were angry and upset, you asked me if we could meet. well, ofcourse we could.
I reached the place you told me about, it was an empty dark beach with huge rocks.. I found you sitting above your car, which was parked a few metres away from the sea. I got surprised why weren't you inside your car, the breeze was very cold. Early Dcember.
It was dark, the only light there was the diminuendo light of you car's flash hitting a small part of the sea..
I stopped my car behind you, you didn't turn to look at me. And when I came closer, our eyes met and suddenly, you cried!
I ran to you and got very close "7ayatee?!!"
you leaned your forehead on my shoulders and continued crying & sniffing..
I waited for you to calm down but you didn't, so I raised your head with my hands to face you..
"Basooul? shfeek... 7beby? sh9ayer?" I whispered.
you told about the problems your parents were going through, and how your mother seemed really sad, I couldn't stand watching your tears. My lofty Basel.. crying?! my tears streamed on my cheeks while I was wiping off yours with my fingers, kissing your red cheeks, cold nose, and your forehead... calming you down and advising you.
after half an hour I sat next to you on the car..
Me & You..
The starry sky..
The sound of the waves..
Perfection.
I was staring at the sky when I felt your eyes on me. I looked at you and your gaze was.. charming, romantic, sexy with your glossy eyes. "what?" I asked half smiling.
"wayhch jmeel lma tbcheen". I blushed and looked away.
you put your arms around me "shtfkreen feh?" still staring at me.
"Nothing.." I lied to you.
Actually I was begging Allah for you to stay like this. to always bring out this side of yourself. This Basel, not the other one. The child, the lover, the sweet one, the authomatic. the one who makes me happy.
"Tishb'hen elb7ar Jumana" you began.
"shloun?"
"madree.. ghamtha, 7lwa, more7a" you looked at me "ma 3mry fathfatht 7ag shakh9 mithel ma afathfthlch, tgoulen el7chy ela ma agoulah 7ag nfsy, tbchenlyy.. Jumana ana adry mu3amlty m3ach ghla6, w wayed a'atheech w agoulch 7achy ana mu gadah bs a7bch, wallah el3theem a7bch.. allah ykhleech lyy t7mleny, ma 3ndy ghairch.."
God.. these words hurt, though it's just a memory but it still hurt, as much as it did at the first time.
I leaned my head on you shoulders staring at the see "ma ra7 at7ml ela etha shraitly shwarma".
you laughed.
"w 9urat wyhk now 3shan ahadedik feha later."
you held your iphone and raised your hand infront of our faces. We smiled to the camera. Took a picture of two faces of a crying lovers at their most truthful crazy moment.
