Sleeping

Sleeping,

One of the most (if not the most) great, wonderful most comforting blessing we have on this earth, or at least for me it is, and many very wise people share me that point of view, an old wise man one once told me " My son no matter how many sweet things you see in life, no matter how sweet they are, sleeping is always the sweetest " may god rest his soul in peace he was right.

I mean, think about it, sleeping is the one thing that no one can take from you, you could loose the ability to walk, talk, taste, hear and even see but not the ability to sleep, due to the fact of how important it is, no matter how poor you are you still get to sleep, they may take your fancy car or your luxury house but not your beloved afternoon nap.

even through different phases of life sleep is always essential , I mean the only reason we cry when were born is cause there is too many noises and you cant get back to your only comfort ( sleeping ) , ( yeah I know about the whole babies have a hard time breathing when born thing but I am not convinced ).
And then when you are young , your parents usually get you the very soft bed and sing to you and sometimes read you bedtime stories all these just to make your sleep as comfortable as possible.
Then as a teenager you get to know the importance of sleeping, so you increase your sleeping hours which really makes sense, then as you go to university you will have to cut down your sleeping hours to 10-12 hours daily and a 2 hour afternoon nap.
After you graduate you try not to look for work right away in order to get as much sleep as possible before you work, now if you get a job sometime it's a real threat to your sleeping life, some jobs will demand that you schedule yourself of 8 or sometimes even 6 hours sleep, (Imagine!!).
Then when old you retire because you feel guilty because you're not giving enough in your relationship with sleeping, and try to get back to the old days of your golden era with sleeping.
And finally when dead, it's more, less like sleeping, in order to stay a long time in one condition you have to be in your most relaxing state which is with out doubt sleeping.

Sometimes we feel that sleeping is so primary in our life, that we confuse it for awaking up and try to do out daily stuff while sleeping like sleep-walking and sleep-talking and other sleep-doing stuff.

And why do you think that alarm companies make millions ? , and they try to make alarms as disturbing as possible? Simply cause its pretty difficult to cut someone off from his favorite moments, so you really need something either very tempting or something very annoying (especially if your a believer in beauty of sleeping like me), and since nothing is more tempting than sleeping, they usually go for the annoying, so make alarms that hide, fly, disappear and even break into pieces and wont turn of till combined together.

And why do you think that most people wake up grumpy and angry? I will tell you why, cause they have been disturbed from their greatest pleasure in life.

Why do night time jobs pay more?
Why is it when most people call in morning the first thing they say "I am really sorry if I woke you up"?
Why do most assassins kill their targets while sleeping?
Why do we have to sleep in order to dream ?

All these questions have answers which prove my point of view, I could go on about the beauty and significance of sleeping , but that will be it for now.

Describe your life as an object !!

I was in a toastmaster meeting that other day and one of the most interesting events is the table topics, in which a person is asked a question and has 1-2 minutes to improvise a speech about it, so one of the most interesting questions was
"Describe your life as an object " , and it got me thinking :

If I was an object, how would I describe my life ?, well first different objects have different descriptions for example :

a juice cup : always held with delicate, getting to touch the lips of my love every once in a while, bringing a great taste to whom I touch

a mug : warm, special, I am always kept close to whom is holding , with every sip he takes from me, he gets calmer, quieter more relaxed, so I bring comfort to whom deals with me

glasses : giving people a more clearer vision in life, so they wont be confused in there daily roles

a pen : used to close deals, wars begin as a soon as i spread my ink but then I could end them too , I am used to write ones most valuable , his diaries his passion , I am loved , I can be really fancy and I am always in the front pocket the closest to heart as possible

a watch : I wait for no man or woman , I keep going non-stop , people organise there lives, set appointments and even sleep according to wait I tell them and even at my worst conditions when I am broke or my battery is dead , I am still right twice a day

a chair : if I was a priceless wooden chair, or a fancy, not to be seated on expect by leaders of great nations , as a chair I always manage to get people fighting over me , from the earliest of ages in school they fight over who gets the the chair in front , at word who gets to set on the chair in the managers office , even in huge countries men and sometimes women struggle in order to sit in the presidential chair.

a book : I conceal great knowledge in me and only give it to whom who takes the time of reading me , nations are judged by how they treat me , people's characteristics and knowledge is decided by what they read , in way I control the faith of humanity.

a mirror : I could be a bathroom mirror , seeing how people really look before dressing nice and using makeup , or I could be at the mall seeing people fixing their makeup, in way I am really objective, I only reflect what I see, not caring for what that person thinks about it.

but then again it all comes to what object you choose , and how you describe it, I am sure anyone who reads this can think of many more than I did , and much more convincing explanations, so please don't hesitate to comment on this article

Leaving ...

Leaving ...

Such a very easy to say but just a heart breaking thing to do , I mean think about it, one of the first words are bye bye but then again when said we always feel some kind of discomfort.

Yes i am leaving inshalla, this was confirmed only a few days ago, so most people I know still dont have a clue, some of my closest relatives and friends still dont, but then again I always hate to give poeple uncertain news.

Leaving Jordan is by far going to be one of the hardest things to do, I have been living here for 4.5 years now, I took too much from it and at my stage I still can repay it , the people I met here are truely the most influencing, intellegent and inspiring people I ever met, the places I have been to just drag you to stay and come back.

I would just like to mention a few poeple who helped me in this trip through my last 4.5 years, and write a little something about them.

Part I

My grand father : by guiding me through diffucult situations, and getting me out of trouble more than once, the poetry arguements we used to have, sharing stories of the past at his age.

My uncle Ahmad : a very strict uncle, who I reguarly had conflicting points of view, but he taught me to be orginized or at least he tried, and he had such a wonderful way of writing complaints to all these different companies which just makes him seem so profesional.

My cousin Feras : he is more of a soul mate than a cousin, we go back into when were 10 years old ( we go back since birth but I cant seem to remember the first 3 years of my life ) the first year I came her, we shared an appartment together and boooooooooooy did we fight, I especially love the way that he is super orginized, so enthusiastic and never giving up.

I will continue later on people who had an effect on me through the jordan trip.

My mother

Today I want to introduce you to the most wonderful, inspiring and thoughtful teacher history has ever known, SHE is so great that greatness will be more than delighted to be compared to her greatness , the charm of the most significant and beasutiful rose stands still with silence if SHE is even mentioned, so caring that when caring was created it was devided into two peices, one for her and one for the rest of the world.

You are prabably thinking that this has to be an angel of somekind , and I just couldn't agree more, whenever I see her I am more certain that she is just no human, she must be an angel and a very special one, I was told that the day she was born it rained so much in the region for days, I have only one explanation for that, which is that one of most graceful angels has landed to earth and the sky just couldnt stop crying for losing such an angel to earth.

You are probably thinking why all these emotions once of a sudden, well there are sometimes in your lifetime when you just think about what you want that others have ? and what you have and others want ?, and compare the two and see were you want to be, that happened to me a few days ago, and it really made me think about a lot of things , and the first thing I thought about was my remarcable mum, and how I wouldn't replace her for anything.


I mean just imagining the pain she went through, nine months before I was born, the pain of delivering me, changing dypers, waking up for endless nights , dealing with me through my teenage moody thing (which believe me wasn't easy), and you know what the most strange part is every time she looks at me, there is a smile on her face that make the most challengable and complicated problems just fade away.

I would like to end this with a simple prayer:
Dear God , I know that there is nothing I can do or say to ever payback you for the blessing of such a great Mom, and there is nothing that I can do or say the payback my Mum for all she did , but please god I ask you this, please grant me the power to take excellent care of my angel, provide me with the wisdom and actions that well ensure I never let her down, and finally Provide me with the most successful life there is, so she can be proud and reliefed that all her hard work in raising me were well payed, and god fill her life with happiness and joy, for it tears my heart to see her unhappy.

Amen . . .