2012-08-12

Salty Cofee

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.


At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.


They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home... suddenly he asked the waiter: "would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."


Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but, still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.


She asked him curiously: why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I liked playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea , just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there".


While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched. That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home..


Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.


They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him!


Thanks to his salty coffee! Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life...And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.


After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:


"My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead. I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything.. Now I'm dying, I'm afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you. Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".


Her tears made the letter totally wet.


Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet. She replied.


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2012-08-09

الصيام



قبّلْتُها فى الصَبَاحِ، فقالت: أَفَطِرْتَ يا هذا ونحن صيامُ؟
فأجبتُها: أنتِ الهلالُ، وعندنا الصومُ في مَرْأى الهلالِ حرامُ

2012-08-08

جوابات القط حجازي ١ :)

زوجتنا المصونة ودرتنا المكنونة..
أما بعد..
فأحب أن أعرفكم إني عال وتمام.. والدنيا مليحة وفاضية.. خصوصا ف شهر رمضان.
الدنيا هنا في أوروبا يا مرتي.. ماتعرفش رمضان ولا صيام؛ ومش حر زي عنديكم ف بلدنا.. صحيح أنا حققت حلمي وسافرت على شغلانة عال العال.. بس والله فراقكم على عيني.. ومتزعليش اني مقولتش ليكي اني مسافر غير بعد أما سافرت.. انتي عند أهلك من زمان ومش عارف اوصلك ولا أقولك اني مسافر.. ﻷنك قاسية قوي يا ولية.. ومناخيرك فوق ف السما.. فملاقيتش غير ده عقاب على عندك ودماغك المصفحة اللي عايزة وابور حرت دي.. وﻷني عندي بغباوة وحمار في التفاهم.. وانتي حبيتي تحسي بحبي أكتر.. بس يا حبيبتي -إيوة حبيبتي- عنادك ده زي ما قلت لك هيتعبنا.. ومصدقتيشي.. ولا كنتي مصدقاني اني هاقدر أعمل اللي ف دماغي؛ واني كسلان.. وماتعرفيشي ان ربنا كبير وبيكافئ المحتاج؛ الجواب ده مش رسالة لحد.. ولا تعتيب وعصبية.. بس عارفة؛ لو قابلتك دلوقتي هل يا ترى هنعمل ايه؟.. لو عدت من برة قبل ما أموت هناك.. وفضلتي فاكراني ابقي افتكري الايام الحلوة اللي عشناها مع بعض لما كنت انزل أجازه ونقعد مع بعض تحت السجر.. فاكره يا بت؟؟ متخيلك دلوقتي زعلانه وبتقولي "بس ماتقولش بت" وانا اضحك واقولك انتي بت :)
فاكرة لما قلت لك وانا معاكي في حتتنا انك هتفضلي مرتي غصب عنك؟ ايوه غصب عنك :) ايوه بأعيدها تاني "غصب عنك".. يا خايبة.. انا كنت ولسه بحبك.. بس تعملي ايه.. يللا المهم..
لو كان لينا ف العمر بقية ما عمري هقطع جوابات.. ولا هابطل أحكيلك اللي بيحصلي.. انا بقيت جورنالجي قد الدنيا.. ومعروف إهناك في ألمانيا وهنا الدنيا كلاتها مؤمنة بيا قوي.. عقبال ما أشوفك بعد عمر طويل.. وانا دلوقت بأحلك مني وأقولك: أشوفك بعد عمر طويل :)
دوزك الغالي: حدازي
ملحوظة: لو عوزتي تبعتيلي رسالة.. المحمول بتاعي مش معايا.. ومعليهوش اسمك ولا حد يعرفه.. ابقي اكتبيلي جواب على عنواني الجديد: ديسبورج البلد؛ بعد البنزينة في مساكن الصحفيين :)
* جوابات القط حراجي - اﻷبنودي!

2012-08-05

عن ذكريات السعادة وسرها.. وقصص الحب فيها!



وكفى!

2012-07-14

"Expecto Patronum".. A Year Has Passed


A year has passed, can u imagine that?
Just from a year we're calculating the moments, calculating my answers and picking up words correctly to avoid any mistakes and those words which have vague and two-meanings. A year ago we're so excited; that day I'd meet them.
Having best memories and stolen-joyful moments from people surround us, I carry among my rips and pulses of my heart.
Passing every week by our favorite places; Cinnabon, CityStars, Al-Hussein, even  by shops that sells white Ballerina-shoes, just to refresh and have strength to move on..
It's neither weakness nor regret, but love and starving for happiness i missed, and it happens that you were, and still, the happiness  I'll always have.
I just remember how much i miss those days :) and Nobody will be able to take those happy thoughts from me, even my bad memory, has no effect on them. They are my "Patronus" against the "Dementors"
P.S: My Patronus is CAT-like shape