- تحدث مع شخص تثق به .
- الأشياء التي لا تكتب على ورق سوف تسبب الكثير من الفوضى
- تذكر كل الأشياء الجميلة في حياتك .
- الرياضة أفضل طريقة تتنفس بها الحياة مرة أخرى.
- هوايتنا سوف تساعد قلوبنا على التعافي و تملؤها بالسلام .
- أفضل طريقة لإسعاد أنفسنا هو أن نسعد شخصا آخر .
Hearing someone calling your name when no one is in the house is a normal thing in our home. There are no ghosts or lost souls, but there is Kaka! KaKa is our female African grey parrot, which has been in my dad’s farm for more than 16 years. The poor thing got depressed because she wasn’t seeing a lot of people, so my dad brought her to our family house. From that moment, she became the smallest family member. Continue reading “Kaka Knows My Name – By Shatha Akeel”
Have you ever asked yourself what you’re doing with this life?Is the purpose to ace exams, have a good job and a wife?Or is it much more than that? Let me tell you, from my point of view,Something I learned the hard way, and I’ll easily pass it to you,No one knows when he’ll end, no one will know, no one ever knew,So you’ll have to pretend it’s in two days, tomorrow, or in the next hour,You have to have confidence, and never stop your life or cut off your power,Don’t grieve on what’s in the past, don’t cry on what you think is sour,Your life is in your hands, you can either go forward or back,The choice is completely yours, you don’t need a life hack,There will come a time when your life will seem very black,Like you’re trapped in a dark room, so you have to search for that crack,That will bring you in light, you’ll always find one,No matter what happens, after the dark dawn comes the sun,Face the challenges that come in your way, don’t run,Your time is limited, so if you live it the right way,You will know why I smiled, you’ll understand what I say.
Sitting there in my seat, waiting for take off just like any other flight. I hear the baby that cries at every flight, watch two men ahead fighting for a seat while I could hear a lady behind me asking another man politely if they could switch seats so that she could sit beside her man. I looked at the empty seat next to me, praying that I’m not the lucky person of the day to be seated next to a morbidly obese woman with heart failure, who would repetitively make me stand on the aisle as I wait for her to take her walk to the mini-toilet as a result of her medications. Continue reading “Flight 668 (Part 1/2) – By Dr. Abdullah Bahi”
Lately, I’ve been doing absolutely everything to postpone the remote possibility of womanning up and doing whatever needs to be done to finish the God-forsaken to-do list of mine. So after hours of careful reflection of exactly how dirty my window pane really is, I moved on to some serious existential stuff to avoid thinking about my dissertation (or any other important task on my agenda). I recalled my childhood dreams (and yes, they did involve having French fries for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I also wanted to be a vet (a dream magically disappears whenever I see a massive spider…) and started wondering if I’ve become a person my childhood me would be happy with. Continue reading “My Childhood: Me, the Vet, and the Spider – By Natalia Oparka”