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Fountain pen

In response to the prompt Be the Change 

 What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?

I think when I first started to blog I had no intentions of changing anything but myself. I was convinced that I am not at all a writing figure. However, by and by and thanks to those daily prompts of course  I started to establish myself, started to write and also started to discover how words could affect my life, mind, and soul.

This prompt had reminded me of a topic that we had on secondary school on one of my french exams, I don’t remember the exact right question of the exam, but its main idea was about whether  you prefer an art for art or an engaged art that focuses on a particular issue aiming to make a change and creating a difference. Back then, my choice was the latter, I was 17 and I was and still  possessed by the Palestinian great poet Mahmoud Darwich and his noble cause that he was committed to. So, I wrote my topic and decided that art should be engaged to man’s social,political,colonial,and economic issues. Thus, the one and only purpose of the poet, the writer, and the artist is to remain faithful to the sufferings of his own nation.

To be honest my writings here on this humble blog are mere writings of thoughts and experiences_thoughts on life, manhood, love,and some despair_Experiences also on life ,but are more particular and individualistic. Today, I write for self-improvement, self-realization, and excitement of the self. I write because I want to write and blog. Writing has shown me how it can be a vivid way of getting in touch with your own thoughts,feelings, and senses.I write to enjoy some kind of escape,but, also I learn through what I write about the kind of person I am, the kind of person I want to be. Before I deviate more from the prompt I would like to say that if I am part of this “world” then I am in no position to say with any confidence that my blog has already made some change.

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Continuing my Habit

Today’s prompt ;Trio No. 3

Today you can write about anything, in whatever genre or form, but your post must mention a dark night, your fridge, and tears (of joy or sadness; your call). Feel free to switch one ingredient if you have to (or revisit one from previous trio prompts).

Creating a writing habit was one of my  goals, however, when I went back to university I found it hard to maintain such a habit. It’s thanks to Writing 101 that  I have started to write and to blog. It is like a dark night when you start to blame the circumstances for your actions. I am disposed to maintain my goal of writing on a daily basis, because when I started to write  on September I have seen some progress in my writing and not only on my writing but also on the way I was outlining thoughts on my head too. I am very convinced that tears of regret does not change circumstances, or the fact that I have to organize my time, so that I can find time for writing.

I did not write on my blog for over a fortnight now. And my head is very much empty just like my home fridge, always empty, and stinks. This year I have a subject in my curricula called Advanced Reading and Writing, with a very nice teacher. I believe that writing is a hard task to anyone even authors and writers themselves,however, I am just trying to be able to do good on my subject.

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For Life is One-way street

The daily prompt: One-Way Street

Congrats! You’re the owner of a new time machine. The catch? It comes in two models, each traveling one way only: the past OR the future. Which do you choose, and why?

Life is one-way street, right? Therefore, I choose to take my journey to the future. Although, we sometimes repeat our past, like doing the same routine over and over again. Here, I do mean to say that everyday we have the opportunity to change the past, however, because we are totally consumed by this daily routine we  can’t change it or maybe we choose not to. Of course this is only my narrow-minded view to the past.

I believe in the future and what it holds for me, though I frankly still have this reluctant sense between whether we are predestined for a particular future or that we make our own future? I believe in the future because I am young and I am only 22. I have seen some trouble and despair and this is the past.

We born, we live, we follow a certain path, we face some good days and other bad days, we adjust and cope, we may fail and fall. And we stop for a short or long period, then we go back, and stand to take our One-Way street again, re-embrace this life that only moves forward.

Rudyard Kipling says in his uplifting poem IF those very interesting words;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
    And treat those two impostors just the same;   
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

stories from our memories

Ready, Set, Done

Our weekly free-write is back: take ten minutes — no pauses! — to write about anything, unfiltered and unedited. You can then publish the post as-is, or edit a bit first — your call.

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How much are we attached to our memories? the strong memories that stay attached to the small pieces of our minds, the memories that we remember with no remorse,no regret or any felling of guilt. it’s the uplifting joy , the recollection of the good times.

To let someone take a glimpse of the  memory that you once had is sometimes hard ,  and the hardest part is that we fear to ruin the rawness of that memory. At least this what I think about the intimate raw recollections that we keep to ourselves. I hope that I will find among your dear readers who share such a thought ? And, a friend the other time has given me the opportunity to take a journey into his mind, into his serendipity  that had occurred once, and that he wishes that may occur again, for life is Elusive and full of surprise. I am not disposed to tell you what my friend’s story or memory was about. However, I will say that sometimes we meet someone by chance or  coincidence and then he disappear also by chance or coincidence.

It is this idea which plants itself inside this stories from our memories that tell us ! you may live another day to see this person.

 

The Sun

Today’s Exercise: To Whom it May Concern

Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What jumps out at you? Start there, and try a twist: write in the form of a letter.

 

Dear  sun

here you are Star of light loosing your power to another season. All the summer you have been torturing me with your long burning rays, there it comes the Autumn to mitigate your sunny rays behind the clouds. You may have the thought that I don’t like you, brightening star,however, I hate you not! I only fear for myself, for I am the Earth and everything on it. I am just writing this handwriting letter, to ask you almighty  not to go harsh on us, for your are  too big and we are too small.

yours faithfully

Earth Man

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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.

 

 

 

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.

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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.

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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

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Happiness-is..

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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