In the dawn, I have visitors in my room. They sneak through the window. First, they lighten the place. Then, they run over my cheeks play with my eyelashes. I hear a sweet giggling. Oh my God, again they got stuck between my hairs. I send them free with my fingers. As a reward, they warm my tips. They go around my neck and guess why? To smell their favorite fragrance I have put the night before. They have a tour through each corner of my room. The sparkle of my pink lip gloss attracted them but unfortunately they can not try it out. They go through my golden jewelry to make them shine. Ops, they have stopped near the perfume bottle. What are they doing? They are trying to dress its fragrance to smell as I do. They are happy because I left it opened last night. They have noticed that I am staring. They run quickly to hide behind my white teddy bear. How cute, they have such shinny and innocent eyes. They were smiling as if they were telling me to forgive them because they were playing with my stuff. As usual, they started to go over my shelves. They like to compete among them who can get the order of the books over the shelves right. Ops! I left my diary opened last night. I jumped from my bed to close it, but they were faster than me. They read only the first line and then it had been closed. They were begging me to open it and wanting to know who made me sad last night. I ignored them and lay back on my bed. They returned back to their uncompleted tour. They like to pass by the candles all over my room and play with the remaining wax. They heard the birds out of my room singing. To pass from the closed door to the banned area was their wish and dream in every visit. You can feel that they are like a child who wants to discover every single thing in this huge world. The clock beeped, time to leave my morning friends. Tomorrow, pass by and wake me up. Thank God, it is summer time, no clouds to cover the sun and prevent my morning friends from visiting me. Actullay, I really miss them in the winter time. The rain drops over my window bring their regards. They hate it when it is time to leave. I do not wonder why? After the all fun they had in my room. They feel jealous from the light bulbs all over my room because their light strings live every single moment with me. They know when I am happy and when and why I feel sad. When my tears fall over my cheeks and they know why while they do not. They are only morning visitors who come one day without knowing would they come back again.

Goodbye my lovely and loyal friends. Say hi to your mother, the sun, deliver my regards and ask her to not be so hot on us in the day time. In their way out, they do not have the speed they had when they first entered. You can feel them pulling their steps. Each one of them is pushing the one next to it to be the first to leave. However, they do not forget to kiss my cheeks before leaving and make them blush by flirting me about how lovely my eyes look in the morning. They like it when I blush, so they can stay longer with me. They make me forget about their departure, but their mom did not. The sun started to move and they started to leave my room one after another with sparkling tears on their cheeks. The last one was promising me to come tomorrow again. He wishes me a lovely day. I said “Goodbye shinny rays”. Then, I returned to my boring life and waiting for the sun to rise again tomorrow and to welcome my morning visitors.

Dove
2nd- july-2003
8:15am

P.S. It is my first and only attempt to write a short story. I have written it long time ago and wanted to share it with you.

Opinions are much appreciated

Ya Mont5bna Ya El '3aley.. Rafe3 3almna Bel3aley..
Emarat Ya belady we96 el 3ain o fewady..

I wish my next entry would be celeberating the big win the Khalejee Cup..

Enshallah el kass yedeeeed.. o abyaa'9 akeeed..

Salam All..

I am so glad Deviant Art is back. I have lots of things to post and share. This will be on hold for one whole week, I am leaving to the most percious land in this whole World Makkah. I am going to practice the Fifth Duty in Islam which is Haj. This morning I woke up with a weird feeling, I am already feeling the spirtual of the cmoing days.

Just wana say Goodbye, o esmo7ah..

astwed3kom Allah Althey la ta'9ie3o wadae3oh..

P.S. For non-Muslims here is a link to read more about Haj [link]

Blank is my mind, disturbed is my vision and lost is my creativity. For some reason or another I can't capture one decent picture any more. I feel I’ve lost it forever. Any picture I shoot recently has no sense, no feeling and no meaning and I am so not satisfied with the outcome. It is such a disturbing feeling, when you feel that you have just lost it. All the stuff I am posting are some of my old shots, I have taken the past couple of years. When I feel hopeless, I dig into those old folders to a picture in order to post. The feeling kills me the most when i see what kind of work I used to produce and what kind of useless boring work I ended up with now. I know some of you would say it is a phase every photographer and artist passed by from time to time, but with me I feel it is lasting and it is so depressing.

I think this post is all about what is disturbing and giving me this blue mood. Whenever I want to write my thoughts, poems, or anything else, it is difficult for me to write it down directly from my mind to the keyboard. I have to grab a pen & paper and at that exact moment my ideas and words will just flow down on the paper. I feel it is weird and awkward, I was the only one back at the university who writes her essays and papers first on papers then type them down. And since I had started writing poems, I can’t type, I have to write them.

Now I am wondering, Am I the only one or any one out there is experiencing the same phase and feel inspired writing and not typing?

P.S. & .. A7san Allah 3zakom dears.. Leallah ma a5ath o leallah ma a36a o kl shy 3ndeh bajal mosama.. Allah ey9aberkom ya rab..

I want to apologize for not being around as before and for not replying everyone who had been commenting and faving my work for the past days and for my contacts who I haven't been commenting to your work.. You all pardon me I am living this out of inspiration phase where i feel so un-productive.

Hey everyone

It my very 1st experience with taggings! Never tried it before and this time :thumbseren-d-ipity: had tagged me! ~> i know i am late but late better than never ..

So let me start..

1- Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4. what is written ?

I know I know it, of course I know it. Everyone knows who

2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can. what can u grap? or touch ?

My inhaler

3. What is the last thing you watched on TV?

You know i can't really remember when was the last time i ve watched TV !

4. Without looking, guess what time it is:

7:45 am

5. Now look at the clock. What is the actual time?

7:38 am

6. With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?

The birds outside my window..

7. When did you last step outside? What were you doing?

yesterday ,, went to my brother house to finish up some stuff over there.

8. What are you wearing?

PJs.

9. Did you dream last night? what?

Nah

10. What is on the walls of the room you are in?

Nothing just plain white walls.

11. Seen anything weird lately?

mmmm everything nowadays is weird

12. What is the last film you saw?

Great Expectations

13. If you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?

I ll start my dream resturant business. Chef Dovaneh hahahay

14. Tell me something about you that I don't know:

I cry easily!

15. If you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?

I'll make zero poor people in my counrty 1st then the whole world.

16. Imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?

LOL never thought of it.. just waiting 4 the right time

17. Imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?

haven't either

18. Would you ever consider living abroad? where?

Yes.. Al Madinah..

AT LAST! lol ppl who want to torture me just tag me.. it is not that fun to answer those Qs :/ my brain hurts i thought ALOT!


see ya all soon!