Verbal confirmation

The daily prompt: Verbal Confirmation

To be, to have, to think, to move — which of these verbs is the one you feel most connected to? Or is there another verb that characterizes you better?

I wish I can do more for I believe that there is more than meets the eyes beneath this body of flesh and soul. And, If am to choose what verbs may best describe me for this particular instance I will probably say four.

to read more of everything is what I endeavor ( well ! “everything” should be relative,right? I do mean by everything what I am inclined to read. Or else I will end up like Doctor Faustus or Faust )

to be a better version of myself, and how I will choose to make this better version

to sleep less, for I am a sleeping  person and it is a bad habit that I am struggling

to move, and moving may have two interpretations; either you move to other places and meet with a new change or maybe to move on with your life when you meet with disaster and despair. Well for me I am learning how to move on with my life like any one else.





Truth serum for the man on the chair

The Daily prompt: Truth Serum

You’ve come into possession of one vial of truth serum. Who would you give it to (with the person’s consent, of course) — and what questions would you ask?

Now that I am into possession of this truth serum, I am afraid I am going to need a larger container! For the number of people who I will give it to is big, like huge, enormously huge…!

Most of the persons that I would like to choose won’t dare to bear such an experiment for I am from Tunisia and a revolution has taken place, after more than three years of giving and taking , of a few  dead bodies, of  people who wake up from their narrow-minded silence, of the murdering and assassination, of men of two faces  that are now trying to make their way back to lovely sweet chair.

You fine candidates of your time,

Running for your presidential office,

like running to your humping beds

You fine orators of your time

Good in looking wise, and wise in saying lies

You fine delegates of your time

dare you taste this vial of blurred serum?

that it will make your homeland men at ease.

or maybe you will be afraid that this truth serum will twist

your untruth you spoken and drive you away from the four-legged chair.





Fact Or Fiction !

Today’s prompt: The Great Divide

When reading for fun, do you usually choose fiction or non-fiction? Do you have an idea why you prefer one over the other?

fictionIf I would like to be honest to myself as well as to the prompt, I have first to admit that I am not a good reading figure. A couple of years before now, I can tell that reading fiction or non-fiction books was not taken seriously or rather habitually. It is only when I went to college and choose to have a degree in English civilization and literature that I started to take reading earnestly.

Today and as part of our academic curricula, I am dealing(well, most of the time struggling !) with different literary genres such as fiction, drama, and poetry. And that’s why  I dare not to read any fiction on my fun time. I would prefer to shift a little bit further into a more realistic world, where usually I chose to read about biographies, philosophy, history, and many other things that are not related, what so ever to what I see in class.






Following the daily post

Ready, Set, Done

Our free-write is back by popular demand: today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less.


I think that we have already did this kind of tasks before. But, I don’t mind to repeat it again, because , last time I had to find an idea or something to talk about it. however, today I think that I am more familiar with writing 101 as well as the world press platform.

So, here it is ! a few weeks ago I applied for this nice non-profitable organization called the International Association of Students in Economic and Commercial Science (AIESEC). And yesterday, I was informed that my application was taken into account. I am really excited for my interview tomorrow.

This is a good opportunity for me if I want to improve in the domain of public speaking, integrity, and embracing diversity. although, this is going to be my first interview, I am hopping to do good tomorrow and  get accepted by the local committee.

AIESEC’s motto is “Empowering Young People for Peace and Fulfillment of Humankind’s Potential” and this can be the right  place for me to unleash my inner potential and meet the world.




Autumn is not here yet

Autumn Leaves

Changing colors, dropping temperatures, pumpkin spice lattes: do these mainstays of Fall fill your heart with warmth — or with dread?


the sun is behind the clouds, penetrating its rays, full of moisture. And, the temperature is above what we have seen in the summer days. Our grandparents and their parents before them used to call this days “the midday’s of pomegranate and quince” those two kinds of fruits that needs a high temperature in order to reap. Although, this days of September may not be like the mainstays of Fall in most other countries. I still remember this little tree at the entry of our country-home that I have cherished so much in Autumn.

” Ooh’ my endearing lovely tree, how magnanimous in Summer to cast your shadow over me.

More majestic  and delightful in Autumn to manifest all your encapsulated beauty for me “

The Autumn is like any other season that has its delightful and dear warmth. however, if I can relate this prompt to the other one “Absolute Beauty”  I can see that the beauty of Autumn is inter-subjective shared by many conscious minds and that’s why this capturing season will always run  into our wearied hearts.


A Midnight Page

I am not going to get  through any over-thinking, I am just going to punch the buttons, hopping that what is deep down this narrow-minded heart come to the surface. I wish  I can get some of that drug that they give to the enemy in order to push him confess all the secrets and plans.

this narrow-minded silence, this me that I want to get rid of , this awful and irritating and self-distracting emotions, this repressing and repressed inclinations.

Man are disposed to accept other Man and live under one sky and follow the law and live to accept each other differences and learn to respect those differences,so, that we can live equal, so that we don’t repress each other’s beliefs or liberty or freedom or thoughts or lives or inclinations or ………and we put the system and we break it and we repent and we forget and then we repeat … for we are absurd and we are in love with this absurdity

and yet I can only find my self in this poet’s shoes and saying

”  Je suis comme le roi d’un pays pluvieux,
Riche, mais impuissant, jeune et pourtant très vieux,”

by Charles Baudelaire 

“I’m like the king of a rainy country,
Rich but helpless, young, and yet very old, “

I am afraid to tell you  that I do think about what I am writing and saying , for I am not at all an experienced writing figure. Yet, I am struggling myself to put what is on the heart and mind in this honest computerized handwriting. I want to share all this words and what is beneath for particular reasons

  1. Because I fell, I am keeping too much for myself.
  2. When I would like to be open and share I fell that what I am  saying is ridiculous or “more real than true”
  3.  Because I don’t want to blame myself every time
  4. so that I  free myself
  5. Because what I am keeping is preventing me from enjoying my time, activities, and hobbies


I am intended to write about myself and what comes before about Men accepting Men come from the nowhere or maybe it is just there!

I am not a sharing, or a writing or a loving or a responsible or a note worthy figure. I have to admit that

I am thinking sometimes to go to a shrink or someone specialized in the process of talking and sharing, hopping to get rid of this inclinations and thoughts with a more practical ways

I have just started to make my first two steps on the path of this life, and yet I am just horrified by this enormous fear from this walk of two steps


I am not a talking person

I am too shy sometimes

I am too sensitive in other times

I don’t get a long very easy with the people who  I’ve just meet

I think too much before I speak and when I speak I always embarrass myself because I don’t put words that express exactly what I mean

I am a straightforward person or a too straightforward person that I reject and feel bad by what all people start to accept as normal or usual


I don’t know if I should publish this post or not, but what I do want is that this post should be read as a Morning Pages ,but, written somewhere between midnight and maybe 3:00 am.


Well after putting all this words together to formulate this modest post I hope you like it or enjoy reading it, for  it has given me some help.









A conversation with a book on the desk

Today’s prompt; Ready, Set, Done

Today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less.


I said hi to the book on my desk,

and the picture of the lady on the front cover looks pale

I said I have to read your book, travel along your story

and get to know each other; merely I will know you more

I said you probably lived in an other time or place

and you have no idea about my time or my place

I said I hope your biography doesn’t comprises a loving affair

for I can tell from what you wear that your time dealt so much with this particular affair

And no, Jane Eyre  had no loving affair, but a mysterious despair that she had to declare.images (1)



Some happenings

Happy Radars


Are you a good judge of other people’s happiness? Tell us about a time you were spot on despite external hints to the contrary (or, alternatively, about a time you were dead wrong).

 I think that I am not at all a figure who can judge other people’s happiness. However, I am afraid to tell that when I was about to write this prompt today, my cousin and her little boy come to stop by. It appears that my sister asked her for a drive. Well after getting in and saying hello, she took my mother to the seating room where she starts to complain about her different problems. I have to say here in the first place  that I was not at all try in any way to bother to listen for what they are saying. After greetings, all I did is to take the sweet little boy and with some color pens, we started drawing a picture.

The truth is that I heard the some of the talk, for her voice was very loud and yet too loud to ignore it. In here voice there was an elusive trembling waves of rumbling disappointment and negativity. I have to remember that! for I spent most of the afternoon taking a long walk.

What I am disposed to maintain here is not this catalyst that made me write about this outrageous happening. But, that voice of remorse and regret, that voice of   irritation and despair that has encapsulated my walk with an unrestrained fear from tomorrow.


Following the daily post

Today’s daily prompt is Absolute beauty and says;
“We’ve all heard that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Do you agree? is all beauty contingent on a subjective point of view?”

Well to start, I have to say that I am a starter with word press and this is my first time in which I participate in such a noteworthy task. Now, as far as the question is concerned, I have to say that I am to hold on my answer to the end. I would like first to tell you the different thoughts that starts to get on in my mind when I read the question. And I read it more than eight or ten times!

My first thought was this little conversation between two men. The first asks ” what is beauty?” And the second  answers ” a very beautiful woman, a …. that “. The first man stops the second man and says ” I asked what is beauty ? I didn’t ask about the thing that represents beauty or where you can find it ?”

My second thought was that a sunrise, a sunset, a rainbow that appears from beyond are among the forms of beauty that attract a large number of people to admire . Natural landscapes as beautiful as they are not conditioned on a subjective point of view ,but, rather they are inter-subjective, shared and cherished by many people.

History is full of philosophical explanations, visions,and definitions that we can go through all day long. And, to me we should have some knowledge of that history.

At the end , I think that it is true that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. And that this answer derives from the definition of beauty in itself;”For beauty is the quality that gives pleasure to the mind or senses and is associated with such properties as harmony of form or color,excellence of artistry, truthfulness, and originality”. Man is characterized by diversity and within his diversity man catches the beauty of forms and colors that pleases him.   

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Writing my way through prioritizing

I have always been wondering how all  famous and big writers have written their stories and novels  the way they did. I wonder if they were predestined for such a task or if they were just born with a miracles talent given by their Lord . I am not disposed to maintain that I am a writer or even that I have a desire for such a thing, I don’t think I will be able to write the way they did or tell my story like they did. It is like all fields have been covered, all kinds of spheres have been reached, all kinds of domains have been examined and discussed.

I come back after a while, to wonder that sometimes we all in our most exasperating and awkward moments of life that we get into , we come across new different roads that we chose not to take or that we find no strength to take.Perhaps, not because our bodies have been overridden by this irritating and self-destructive moments. But, rather by the infinite plans that we keep overridden our minds with. Today I chose to priorities my goals and plans once and for all , so that I can move on.


Evasive responses

Evasive responses is all what we have been getting so far

I reckon

I am quite sure now then before that what we have here is a failure of all the times

I reckon

So what ? what is particularly unacceptable  is that we have always knew our problems.

We have the tools , minds , and the well know , but , the question is when  are we going to use them ?

I reckon

when people get old they become wiser

I reckon

This is no the case where I live

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The Lonely Londoners, by Sam Selvon

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3 stars3/5

Well, this is probably the longest it has taken me to review a book. I read The Lonely Londoners by Sam Selvon for my book group back in August, and when I put it down I just wasn’t sure how I felt about it so decided that I should give it time to let it settle. Strangely it still hasn’t.

The Lonely Londoners, Penguin Modern Classics edition

First published in 1956, The Lonely Londoners is a slim novel, but one that is packed with detail and filled with vivid descriptions of early 1950’s London seen through the eyes of Moses Aloetta, a migrant to the capital from Trinidad. At the beginning of the story, Moses is waiting at Waterloo Station. He is meeting another Trinidadian Henry ‘Sir Galahad’ Oliver who has just arrived in England. He doesn’t know him – all that connects them is the fact they are both West Indian. They are united by…

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