Habanera

The "Habanera" is an aria from the opera Carmen by Georges Bizet, adapted from the habanera "El Arreglito" originally composed by Sebastián Yradier. The song is also sometimes known by its first two lines, "L'amour est un oiseau rebelle que nul ne peut apprivoiser". Its melody, among the most famous in the Western musical tradition, is based on a descending chromatic scale followed by variants of the same phrase in first the minor and then the major key, corresponding with the vicissitudes of love expressed in the lyrics. In live performances, after singing the concluding words of the song (prends garde à toi!), Carmen tosses a flower to Don José. Later on, in the celebrated Flower Song, Don José tells how he treasured the flower while in prison.

French

Translation in English

L'amour est un oiseau rebelle que nul ne peut apprivoiser, et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle, s'il lui convient de refuser. Rien n'y fait, menace ou prière, l'un parle bien, l'autre se tait: Et c'est l'autre que je préfère, Il n'a rien dit mais il me plaît. L'amour! L'amour! L'amour! L'amour! L'amour est enfant de Bohème, il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi; si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime: si je t'aime, prends garde à toi! (x2) L'oiseau que tu croyais surprendre battit de l'aile et s'envola ... l'amour est loin, tu peux l'attendre; tu ne l'attends plus, il est là! Tout autour de toi, vite, vite, il vient, s'en va, puis il revient ... tu crois le tenir, il t'évite, tu crois l'éviter, il te tient. L'amour! L'amour! L'amour! L'amour! L'amour est enfant de Bohème, il n'a jamais, jamais connu de loi; si tu ne m'aimes pas, je t'aime: si je t'aime, prends garde à toi! (x2)

Love is a rebellious bird that nobody can tame, and you call him quite in vain if it suits him not to come. Nothing helps, neither threat nor prayer. One man talks well, the other's mum; it's the other one that I prefer. He's silent but I like his looks. Love! Love! Love! Love! Love is a gypsy's child, it has never, ever, known a law; love me not, then I love you; if I love you, you'd best beware! etc. The bird you thought you had caught beat its wings and flew away ... love stays away, you wait and wait; when least expected, there it is! All around you, swift, so swift, it comes, it goes, and then returns ... you think you hold it fast, it flees you think you're free, it holds you fast. Love! Love! Love! Love! Love is a gypsy's child, it has never, ever, known a law; love me not, then I love you; if I love you, you'd best beware!

http://rapidshare.com/files/54528323/11_-_Quand_je_vous_aimerai-__L_amour_est_un_oiseau_rebelle__Carmen_.mp3.html

و أخذت رشفة قهوة .. و وضعت موسيقى دايعون بصوت فيروز الملائكى . فهى تحتاج لمثل هذا الهدوء الداخلى حتى يتسنى لها الكتابة فى مثل هذا الموضوع الشائك.

لم تحاول ان ترتب افكارها و لا ان تفكر فيما ستقول فهى تعلم ان ما بداخلها كثير. فى مخيلتها صورة فتاة , نصب عينيها رقصتها , و فى اذينيها ضكتها ... دمعتها .. فى قلبها و}دة فرحتها .. خيبة املها

حاولت كثيرا ان تقاوم المشاعر السلبية بداخلها .. لم تستطع
حاولت ان تلقى على نفسها .. لم تستطع
كانت صغيرة فلم تستسيغ الظلم .. لم تكن اعلم ان هذى هى الحياة .. قبيحة فى ظلمها على كثرته.

مشحونة بكل حبة غضب .. مملوءة بالدموع عيونها , هكذا كانت تنظر للحياة.

ضحكتها لجمالها خطيئة , جمالها لطبيعته عار. واجب عليها ان تخفيه. انوثتها محبوسة فى قفص العار .. العيب .. الحرام
لا تضحكى
لا تخرجى
لا تبكى
لا تحلمى
فأنت هنا كى يخدمى الرجال .. أنت فلى الحياة صانعة للرجال و هذا شرف لكى , هايهات ان ترفضيه.
الرجال اقوى .. الرجال احكم .. الرجال ادرى .. مع الرجال اسلم
لم تفهم لغة الصفعات .. ارهبتها ؟ نعم! و لكن لبعض الوقت
فهاهى الان .. اكبر من ان تهدد
و لكنها معتصرة بالالم .. لم تكن تدرى ان من حبسوها و ضربوها و ظلموها هم اقل بكثير من العدد الحقيقى.
فالكل كان ينظر لأنوثتها التى حاولت و لم تستطع ان تكرهها
لست اضعف من الرجال .. و لن اكون
لكنها فى عالم الرجال انثى .. من سيرى الانسان

ثم سألت نفسها : الا تشتاقين للحب؟ الا تفتقديه؟ الصحبة ؟ الرفقة؟
الاتريدي 06; ان يكون لكى اطفال؟
نظرت حولها كثيرا زو كثيرا و كثيرا
لم تنسى ما حدث .. و لم تكن تقدر ان تكرره .. فهى لذاتها تكن كل التقدير.
كل ما تريده من الرجل هو الاحترام .. و كل ما تريده منه هو ان ينظر للانسان.
ولكنها حالمة. فهى تعيش فى عالم الرجال
منهم المباشر , "اريدها خادمة لى .. فخدمتى شرف , "
و منهم الغير مباشر .. لكنها ليست بالغبية .. فمثل هذه الافكار لا تتوارى
و منهم المدعى و منهم و منهم و منهم و كلهم واحد
كلهم واحد .. كلهم رجال

حتى جاء اليوم .. دخلت فيه حجرتها .. بكت انسانيته 75; .. ثم مسحت دموعها .. صاحبت وحدتها و الفت يفردها ..باتت الان تتقبل غربتها .. اعتادت نظرات التعجب الترقب الرفض و التخوف

فهى انثى رافضة ان تكون فى عالم الرجال!!
تمت

لا .. لست من الشاعرات

لا .. لست من الشاعرات


قرأت العديد من الصحف و المجلات
دواوين ,روايات و منها المقالات
ابحث عنى فى كل سطر
لعللنى اجدنى فى الابيات
يرقص قلبى مع الضحكات
و يعتصر من الآهات
و لم اجدنى ابدا فى الحكايات


حتى جاء يوم قلت لنفسى
مابك و القراءات
لم لا تعبرى انت
عما بك من انفعالات
لا .. لست بكاتبة
والشعر له كاتبات
فقط اريدك ان تخرجى
من قفص الاتهامات
انا لست بسازجة
قد اكون من الهاويات


فانفتح لى باب من الصفحات
الاقلام فيه فسيحة
و المشاعر حوريات
و مع الموسيقى طار جسدى العارى
فوق كل الاحتمالات
لن ابالى بالكلمات
و لن انتبه للتعليقات
سأكتب لكى انت
سأفرج عن الامنيات
عن الالم و الدمعات
فهيا معى
اغمض عينيك و استمع
سأقص عليك عنى حكايات

Contradictions


Human nature will always keeps on puzzling us day after day. And the more we know about it, the more we ask and the more we get confused. Believes .. ideologies .. impressions .. stands we take .. all these and a lot more help in making our minds in several matters that we face and go through.

By time, you start to recognize yourself deeper and deeper. The way you like things, those who you like and those you don't. You start to have something like a "catalog" by which you automatically get yourself the answers whenever you need them.

Till you reach the point when you find yourself stuck. You do not what you think highly of and sometimes what you yourself think as wrong or shameful. Life is smart, it puts you every now and then in this tricky situation when you have to face what you believe in.

And I personally think the hardest ever is when you find your self contradicts with your own standards. Here you start to question your self and to think your standards over. Sometimes it's just a tough way to improve yourself. But, other times it just puts you in front of every single though you once ever thought of. How you comprehend each life detail.

And I think what's even more silly and outrageous is when we judge people for their contradictions as if we have never done it. It's by these contradictions that everyone gets the chance to know himself more and more and this is a puzzle that you can't deprive anyone from, since we all go through it from time to time.

انت يا جنة حبى و اشتياقى و جنونى

انت يا قبلة روحى و انطلاقى و شجونى

اغدا تشرق اضواءك فى ليل عيونى

اه من فرحة احلامى و من خوف ظنونى

كم اناديك و فى لحنى .. فى لحنى حنين و دعاء

اه رجائى انا .. كم عذبنى طول الرجاء

انا لولا انت .. انت لم تحفل بمن راح و جاء

انا احيا بغدى الان باحلام اللقاء

فات او لا تأت او فافعل بقلبى ما تشاء

من اشعار الهادى آدم ..... اغدا القاك

can it be normal or at least ordinary?
Your modes fluctuates with every little single event in your life.
You're so much eager to laugh so that you burst out of laughing from any thing near to funny.
And then the simplest silly thing reminds u of what u really are .. an unhappy person.. as if it reminds u of what u basically are.
And afterwards, they all come back together.. to hit all .. suddenly .. with no warning.
And it hurts every time like the first time.
So what?? Stop smiling? one day of this didn't change, the heart would have been used to despair and no hope would be there left in your blood!!

Nessun dorma

"Nessun dorma" is an aria from the final act of Giacomo Puccini's opera Turandot. The aria, whose title translates from Italian as "Let no one sleep", follows the proclamation by the Princess Turandot that no one shall sleep: they shall all spend the night attempting to find out the name of the unknown prince, Calaf, who has set the challenge. Calaf sings, indicating his certainty that their effort will be in vain.

Verses (from the original libretto) Il principe ignoto Nessun dorma!... Tu pure, o Principessa, Nella tua fredda stanza Guardi le stelle Che tremano d'amore e di speranza. Ma il mio mistero è chiuso in me, Il nome mio nessun saprà! Solo quando la luce splenderà, Sulla tua bocca lo dirò fremente!... Ed il mio bacio scioglierà il silenzio Che ti fa mia!... Voci di donne Il nome suo nessun saprà... E noi dovremo, ahimè, morir!... Il principe ignoto Dilegua, o notte!... Tramontate, stelle!... All'alba vincerò!...

Translated from the score.

The Prince Nobody shall sleep!... Nobody shall sleep! Even you, o Princess, in your cold room, watch the stars, that tremble with love and with hope.
But my secret is hidden within me, my name no one shall know... No!...No!... On your mouth I will tell it when the light shines.
And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!...

The Chorus of women No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.

The Prince Vanish, o night! Set, stars! Set, stars! At dawn, I will win! I will win! I will win!

you can listen to it from here
http://rapidshare.com/files/40330940/09_-_Turandot_-_Nessun_dorma.mp3.html

LIFE SUX!!



It does! No matter how hard we try to avoid this or to say it's not true .. we know very well inside our minds and hearts that it does, life does sux!!
But actually how we deal with shit is what we really are. Some people try all their lives to make some sense to it.. sometimes they succeed , other times they fail.. most of the times they just can't and then get depressed. Some people have some spiritual values on which they rely.. I know muslims call it "ebtela2" and we look at it as a way to proof we can still say "el7amdolellah"and by that we get "7asanat" and "sawab" aiming for the ultimate goal "eljanna" , this releaves the pain and makes it not only less painful but of great value as well. Other people go for drugs .. alcohol .. antidepressants .. tranquilizers .. anything that just will dissociate them from what their minds can't really digest. Some transform it into different sorts of arts for the rest of humans to enjoy. It's fact that art is pain's new born.

And now comes a question? Why do we get confused when shit happens?? What's so strange about shit? I know a considerable number of people who are completely aware of this "shit happens"! If so.., then why do we all get confused when it happens to us in particular? I mean to be sad .. gloomy .. depressed .. or even suicidal I can get but do u know that most of the time it's the sense of "victimization" is the real cause of most of our bad moments in life?

We get sad when you loose a job we think we deserve, by this I mean any job we think we can not any job that we applied to.
We grief the people whom we loose cause this makes a void in our emotional dependance that we probably spend all our lives trying to ensure it to our selves

You know what... We expect too much from life! In a certain way, our twisted minds have succeeded in convincing us that we owe life that we live it happily though I can never recall a say or contract that supports such a false el ligation.

Who said we should live happy so that our sad moments become so sad?
I remember Quraa'n "lakad khalakna elensana fe kabad" .. pretty simple
it's so simple
It really does
LIFE SUX!

so next time you face a bad time you just remind yourself of this "shit happens and life sux"
to all the people.
don't compare .. always remember .. he who is laughing now didn't spend all his life laughing nor will spend the rest of it doing . Some people are just clever at hiding their tears.. but always remember that they sure are having their shitty share of live.

so just relax and enjoy it as much as you can.. this bad today may be a dream tomorrow cause life can get really ugly. cause it is ugly
It really is
LIFE SUX!!

زرار البوز


مش البوز اللى بيان فى خلقة الناس كلها و مخلينا خلاص شعب كده "سحنته نكد ". انا بقصد زرار ال بوز بتاع الميديا بلاير و الكاسيت
اللى بندوس عليه لما ماما تنادى علينا و احنا بنشوف فيلم اباحى او لما اخواتنا يهجموا على الاودة فى احلى حتة فى السونج _ اغنية يعنى_. لأ اصل انا جامده اوى فى الانجليزى
اهو زرار البوز ده استخراع جامد جدا
لو كان البنى ادم ليه زرار بوز كنت دوست على بتاعى
محدش يكلمنى من غير ما ينسونى
مكلمش حد من غير ما يزعلوا
معملش حاجة من غير مارجع ورا
مصحاش من غير ماندم
ماغلطش
ماحلمش
ماضحكش
مابكيش
سييكى عالفلسفة!! طب مانموت احسن. لأ تمنى الموت حرام. بعدين انا بقول بوز
اجمل حاجة انى حارجع بالضبط ماطرح ما وقفت
حاجة تجنن مش كده؟

The Choices We Make

It's a very well known fact that we pay for our choices and that no matter how hard we try to make it appear that we are in full control, still that part will have to pump. The "forced" part.. The tough one. And through these parts that our self courage and ability to fight for ourselves appear.
The reason I say this is that these days I'm being faced with some of the facts that I thought I'm fully aware of and prepared to face. Most of the time I used to think that I have my full plan with me and there can be no more surprises except for some unexpected events that must happen from time to time to every person. But the truth is it's not planned and I'm not fully prepared. It is as big as I expected and as tiring as I did but waay too much harder.
Am I going to be always ready? Am I always do it correctly? These questions are driving me crazy.
I'm not worried about today or tomorrow..It's the years to come that takes sleep from my eyes. "WHAT IF I AM COMPLETELY WRONG?"
But I don't feel wrong and I know I'm not. May be I won't be as strong as I am now ... all what I have is to pray

So dear GOD! May I remain as strong as I am now
I just wish I don't regret these days when I'm 40!!

That's what I'm becoming
I'm becoming the me that I want
I'm becoming the me that I hate !!

Never thought self training will actually do it.
Here I am .. as insensitive as I wished for myself.... but am I glad??
I'm no longer hurt .. I'm stronger .. I'm tougher ..


Wonderful!!!

يا عينى عليكى يا طيبة
لما بتضيعى منا
لما بنصحى نلاقينا
بقينا حد غيرنا

و فى عز الاحتياج
لحضن يضمنا
و فى عز الاشتياق
لحضن يضمنا
قادرين ازاى ندوس
على قلب حبنا
و بقينا ازاى كده

اجمل ما فينا قلب
اصبح حتة حجر
اتعلم الخيانة
و اللعب بالبشر

و مين اختارلنا
و احنا ازاى رضينا
نعيش وحوش فى غابة
و نقول مكتوب عليناا

و اه من يوم هييجى
مليان جرح و الم
هتدور الدايرة بينا
و هندفع التمن
و نصرخ مهما تصرخ
ولا حد هيسمعك
مفيش مركب هتقدر بالعمر ترجعك
و بقينا ازاى كده

These r not my words, these r the words of a very nice song by the Egyptian singer Amal Maher and the music is compsed by Yaser Abdel Rahman. I still dunnow who wrote it but i'll do isa and i'll mention it here.

I Believe!!

. I believe I deserve a miracle, only if I stop seeing it as a one!
. I believe we all are alone, only those who allow it, feel lonely!
. I believe the very high moments I have during surgery, deserves all the effort!
. I believe everyone can love, and anyone can be loved....but twice together? for the same person??
. I believe I can be a good 40 if I stop wasting my 30s on thinking of it!
. I believe we all become the best ourselves when we feel we don't have to!
. I believe I can accompany myself through it all!
. I believe a kid laugh in a day is more joy than I can ever dream of for myself!
. I believe every sad fearful moment I had in my life actually reminds me that my present pain will end... cause the space has to be emptied for new ones!
. I believe one can lead, but after spending sometime in following and spending some other time in being good at it!
. I believe everything doesn't have to be ok!
. I believe it's not about winning and loosing, it's about being smart enough to enjoy the game anyway!!
. I believe living without a child must be for a very good reason!!



To be continued

Goodbye Maie
thx alot dear

Oh commercials... and women!

Pampers .. Needo .. Fair&Lovely ..etc



One very good way to comprehend the very deep structure of a community is to analyze the commercials in it. I myself found that so interesting and in fact supporting most of what I think as "The diseases of our community". Here, I'll give u some good examples and my explanation .




Exclusively DUMP!!

Fair & Lovely is a facial cream that depends on the idea of being a "bleaching " cream in its own success , being cream " beybayad " is what made the owner of this company a multi- zillardaire regardless the fact that it's a cream that contains a very high amount of white paint that my grandmother used to use for hiding the marks we did on her walls , and a freaky percentage of "lime" - mesh mohem enaha megayara elmohem enaha beeda- . In these commercials, u can see that everywhere regardless the situation or the place, the dark woman just because of being dark, looses every and each chance of humanity. So if u wanna be a successful TV presenter, u have to be white.. If u wanna be miss Egypt - knowing that Egyptians are Caucasians which gives them a certain darkness in their skin color - u have to be white . But the best one ba2a.., the commercial where she wants to be a herbal expert - someone who gives lectures about the use of herbs to skin- , and she represented herself but she got humiliated because of her skin .. then when she used "Fair & Lovely" and became white , etfata7etlaha ta2et eladr.

A very interesting point to know that our filthy society can actually practice racism against dark colored skin!! "tab esta7ammo we 7oto deodorant elawel!"


Unbelievably DISCRIMINATIVE!!


Have u watched the cheese ad which shows the little boys and girls and what their future will be if they keep on eating "La Vache qui rit"?
Such a marvelous ad... The guys will be pilots .. politicians .. engineers. As for girls, ballet dancers and teachers!!! she lateef 5ales .. good thing they didn't include nannies and morde3at!!




Awfully DISGUSTING!!

The major price goes to both " NEEDO" AND "PAMPERS" . In these two examples, I can challenge any one if he/she can get me only one commercial where the kid was a girl!!!
Seriously!! It's a challenge.. name me only one!
So having a boy is the only significant reason for buying an expensive brand of powdered milk or diapers. especially in those lovely ones where the mother grows old after giving the most joyful message in the world " RAISING A MAN!!" After all , heya elset ma5loo2a leh aslan!!




Now what's more important than getting what the meaning of these commercials are, is to analyze them.
Who are these commercials addressing? Women
Who are the consumers of such products? Women
Who gets impressed and in fact admired by those ideas? Fucking Women!!

Yes!! The whole muddy crap starts from our side!! Look at it from a very very far perspective - not as a part of the dilemma - you will see that it's a woman who raises her child to be a selfish man and an inferior woman. It's a woman who wishes to have a baby boy before a man does!!

YUUUUUUUUUUUK!!



-to be continued-