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I moved on and so is my blog!

When I first entered the world of blogging; I was not expecting this success and popularity, I was not even expecting that I will be so attached and addicted to this amazing expressive method; yet; here we are; almost a year later and I am still connecting everyone through this blog that has become a part of me as much as I am a part of it.

I have been away from blogging for a couple of weeks now and of course there is a good reason for that.

There comes a time in one’s life where he/she thinks and believes it is time to take a new step towards a new milestone in his/her life. Many reasons and events lead and prepare us for such a move and all of a sudden; you are faced with a decision to make and if you even hesitate for a bit; it will be made for you and sometimes not nicely.

So it is time to announce that I have moved on and I am no longer working with Jeeran. I have known Omar Koudsi; the co-founder of Jeeran for some years now and I think I can safely say that he is a friend of mine, but sometimes it is best not to mix friendship with business and it was not too late to separate. Omar was and will always be a good friend of mine and I wish him and Jeeran all the best; I would love to see this company grow because it has a very good concept and prospect; so best of luck guys.

Since this step was taken; I decided that I want to move my blog as well because I like to be independent and to be perceived as such. I also don’t want my own opinions and convictions no matter what they are to be associated with Jeeran or any other party as this might not be fair to them or to me. So, you are all welcome to visit my new blog here and if you have previously linked to my blog or any of my posts; I kindly ask you to modify your link as this post is my last one on this location and my official blog is http://www.anolitasmind.com

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See you in my new location; you are all welcome to drop by!

أما صحيح قلة زوق

يعني أنا بصراحة مش عارفة كيف الناس بتفكر ... أو ما بتفكر بالمعنى الأصح!!

اليوم كان كتير زفت بالنسبة الي ... وصراحة كان مزاجي سيء جدا وما كنت مصدقة والنهار يخلص ... ولما أخيراً صار وقت أروّح ... بفتل بعيني ناحية الشباك ... وإذا بي أرى سيارتي محطوطة في موقف محرج للغاية ومزنوقة زنقة ... يا ساتر .. عن جد الله لا يزنق حدا


أنا سيارتي البيضاء


يعني كيف مخها حكالها إنه هدا شي عادي ... أنا ما بعرف

مش هون المشكلة ... القصة اني لما نزلت تحت وسألت عن صاحب السيارة المحترم (ة) ... قال لي حارس البناية إنها أخت محترمة بتشتغل بالطابق الأخير ... وعلى أساس راح يناديها ... لما وصل عندها قالت له مش سيارتي ... ورجع لعندي يجرجر أذيال الخيبة ... أنا بصراحة كبرت في دماغي ... كيف يعني مش سيارتها وهو الحارس كل يوم بيشوفها جاية فيها؟ وبكل وقاحة بتكذب وبتقول انها مش الها ...

أنا عصّبت ساعتها وطلع صوتي ... شو يعني قلة الاحترام وقلة الزوق هاي؟؟ على الأقل تورجيني رقعة وجهها وتقول سوري ما كان قصدي ... والمثل بيقول يا إخوان ... ورجي عذرك ولا تورجي بخلك ... وهاي لا عذر ولا بخل ... لا حيا ولا دخان جلّة ...

وطبعاً أنا حسيت حالي عادل إمام بمسرحية شاهد ما شافش حاجة لما كان بيحكي قصة الفيلم ... وأنا اتطلّعت حواليّ لقيت الناس طلعت من الشبابيك إلا أختنا بالله المعنيّة بالموضوع ... العرس عند جيرانها ... وفجأة بيطلوا اثنين شباب من شباك طابق أختنا وبيقولولي انها بعثت حدا يحل المشكلة ... وفجأة يظهر الفارس الهمام مسلحأ بمفتاح الليموزين ولكن ليخبرنا إنه الأخ المخضرم ما بيعرف يسوق ...

عرض على الحارس إنه يزيح البورش من محلها ... لكن الحارس رفض يتحمل مسؤولية ... فاجتهد الفارس المغوار وحل الغير (gear) عشان يدحلها دحل ... فكشرت عن أنيابي وقلت له إذا لمست سيارتي مجرد لمس، لا تلوم إلا نفسك ... فحط غماز وجلّس ... عصّبت أكثر ... وصاروا يعرضوا عليّ إنه واحد من الشباب ينط من شباك سيارتي ويطلعلي اياها ... فقلت: الله في سماه ما بتطلع سيارتي إلا لما تطلع سيارتها زي ما دخّلتها ...

ومش إنه الأخت تخجل وتنزل تحل المشكلة اللي هي خلقتها ... بعثت فارس مغوار ثاني ... وركب الأخ وشغّل ودفع السيارة لقدّام ... صاروا كلهم (اللي واقفين عندي واللي طالين من الشبابيك) يقولوا: خلص يا بنت الحلال، سيارتك طالعة ... قلت: أنا حلفت ما تطلع سيارتي إلا لما تطلع سيارتها زي ما فاتت ... وما قبلت إلا لما طلع السيارة من مكانها ... وقلت لفرسانها يخبروها إنه أنا بقول: إن لم تستح فافعل ما شئت ...

ول يا ناس ... إنه فوق ما هي غلطانة ووقحة ... ما تطل علي وتقول عفواً هنالك خطأ؟؟؟ أوكي يمكن خافت إني آكلها باسناني لو شفتها ... بس ما تنزل ... تبعث الفرسان وتطل من الطابق الرابع وتقول سوري ... بالله عليكم هاي مش قلة زوق؟؟؟

August JP Meet-up

The last time we had a meet-up, it was in May and it was a small meeting if I recall well. In June and July; we got caught up with the World Cup and the days flew by without us noticing that. Right after the WC, we have been watching, observing and experiencing the war on Lebanon and Palestine and it just seemed every one was caught up in something and we just could not make it.

Last week; I had a discussion about this with my dear friend Roba and we suggested today for the August JP meet-up and so it was.

We met at the Paris Library again because we liked it in April. This was a big meeting and we met some new bloggers; this was their first meet-up like Moey, Samer, Adel , Ziyad and Rana.

We discussed lots of things and we tried to make it light to take our minds off of the current situation even if for a couple of hours, but in the middle of the meeting; a small political debate broke among me, Dar, Adel, Roba, 7ala and Moey and later on Ahmad joined at the end of it but by then, the conversation had shifted to something else but also somewhat related; it ended smoothly exactly as it started although I was accused of not listening although I really was !!

A very interesting chat started among us and it was about all our childhood cartoon shows and we even sang some of their start songs; it really felt like we were that young and that innocent again.

Samer was sitting across from me and I kept teasing him and he kept laughing and smiling; such a lighthearted fellow and I would like to thank him for his good sports.

This was one of the longest meetings I have attended and many people showed up; I was particularly glad that Wael came to this meeting as this was the first time he comes to a meeting I attended. Also; there was Ahmad and Zeid who added a special flavor to the whole thing; thank you for showing up guys; it really has been long.

I will leave you with some of the pictures I took and as you can see; everyone is blending and having fun.


Laith, Rana, Dar, Adel, AbdelAziz, Nasim & Isam


Moey, Ibrahim, Jad & Salam


Abeer, Roba, Wael & Ziyad


Alaa & Samer


Isam & me (Thank you Samer for taking this photo)
Beyond Depressed!!

Have you ever gone through this phase of emptiness? Where nothing is working and nothing is fulfilling? When you look around and you realize that there is not one single truth about your life that is satisfying? When you find yourself alone with no one to lean on? Is this depression or beyond it?

We say we have friends, but where are they? Each is leading his/her life in another part of the world; even if physically close, it is thousands of light mental years apart. You want to reach out to rant without being judged and what do you get? A preach!

You look for people who would empathically listen to you and what do you get? They don’t have enough time to spare.

I am depressed and probably not making much sense; I am sleep deprived and I wish to be sedated; when I do wake up, I hope it would be to a different world and a different me!



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