Before you read this post, assuming you will, you need to know the factors that lead to its coming to life. Actually it’s nothing big, no epiphanies or great moments of inspiration, but sort of being in an anti-reality mood, you know with everything going around and the parliament elections not falling short of expectations of being a total farce, in addition to the fact that I happened to have some time on my hands. I finished my work for the day, watched a movie, had some family chats and with very interesting books lying on my nightstand and not being able to decide with which to start I thought I should probably sleep on it. The thing I don’t really feel sleepy, I can elaborate on the reasons but there’s no point so, the point is that I felt like writing something trivial which nobody needs to read.

You see, I don’t know if I can classify myself as an open-minded person because I’m not sure what that word means anymore. It’s relative I guess, but I’d say I’m pretty much open minded, again, no point in elaborating on that. Yet, there are still things in life that I can’t wrap my mind about and that make me want to scream at people: What on earth are you thinking? Although I’m fully aware that to each his own and that there’s always a reason. So, please if you fall into any of the following categories, please don’t take it personal.


1-  People who sleep with a night light: Seriously, have mercy on your poor optic nerves and your jaded, just tired brain cells at the end of the day. I must admit I used to do that when I was younger but now that I’m a grown up adult it’s almost as if I’m creating an MRI environment, visually at least.

2- People who eat fries without ketchup: Okay, I realize it’s very common but, please! When I was a kid I used to dream of rivers of ketchup with giant fries swimming in them. That was a beautiful image.

3- People who don’t like poetry: No offense, this a serious question, but what kind of a person should you be not to like poetry? Especially Arabic poetry, because with all due respect to non-Arabic speakers but if you think these English poems are poetry then think again, you have no idea what you’re missing. And yes as a tri-lingual I know what I’m talking about.

4- Girls with pictures of random girls as the profile pictures: even if it’s a celebrity’s picture, it’s not you, and it’s weird and pathetic, lay it off, use a picture of a rose or something it’s still better than that.

5- The die-hard Apple/android fan controversy: I understand that the CEO’s of Apple and Samsung might lock horns and even hate each other but for someone who’s a mere user who’s just tech savvy and up-to-date with all the new application, for that person to be biased towards one side as if it was their own company, wake up.

6- ennas elli byoktobo faqarat 6aweeleh 3areeda haik, la hoo 3arabi la hoo engleezi, ya akhi bte3raf toktob 3arabi oktob 3arabi bi a7rof 3arabi aw oktob engleezi w khalas. Ayyam el high school inno elli byokto msgs bel3arabi mish cool ra7at khalas.

7- People who subscribe to the gym and never go: I understand that you might get bored after a while but to go one time and then not go at all? Well, you have to be a very busy person, and even that isn’t always a good excuse.

8- People who talk on the phone for hours: This is something I literally don’t get, what do you have to talk about for 3 hours and how can you keep up?

9- People who hate certain months for no particular reason: “March I hate you”, “October I despise you” when will you understand that they are all days after days after days? Even if something bad happened in, say, August 1990, that was another day, in another month. Doesn’t mean you need to hate August all together.


Well, I feel sleepy now, I guess this post wasn’t a total waste of time after all…

صوتك أمانة، ضبّه وسكّر عليه

لاحظت مؤخراً كيف المرشحين للانتخابات النيابية في الأردن بستخدموا شعارات وعبارات تحث المواطنين على التصويت والمشاركة في الانتخابات من منطلق إنه “صوتك أمانة”، وصراحة استوقفتني عبارة صوتك أمانة لما تكون صادرة من مرشح. وقعها بكون غير يا أخي. يعني لما الدولة تقول صوتك أمانة بنقول بدهم الناس تروح تنتخب عشان يحفظوا ماء وجههم ويقوللك هه، شايفين؟ بدكم ديمقراطية خدوا ديمقراطية للصبح. بس المرشح بتطلع منه غير، كإنه بقول انتخبني والمواطن بسمعها لا تنتخبني. ما هو الصوت أمانة برضه

لكن أنا ما بدي أكون متحاملة أو متشائمة، بل بدي أضم صوتي لصوت المرشحين وأقول، صح، أخي المواطن، أختي المواطنة: صوتك أمانة

صوتك أمانة، فلا تعطيه لواحد صوّت ضد إحالة قضية فساد للقضاء بعد ما انفضحت واتضح إنه مصاريك ومصاري اولادك انسرقت بليلة ما فيها ضو قمر، وهيك تسكر الملف ويا دار ما دخلك شر

صوتك أمانة، فلا تعطيه لواحد صوّت لقرار يمنحه الحق في إنه ياخد من مصاري الشعب تقاعد مدى الحياة عشان خدم كم شهر في المجلس والله أعلم كم جلسة حضر خلال “خدمته”، فبطلنا عارفين مين بخدم مين، هو النائب بخدم الشعب ولا الشعب بشتغل سخرة عند النائب

صوتك أمانة، فلا تعطيه لواحد شاف منصبه كنائب وسيلة يستفيد منها عشان ياخد امتيازات خاصة، جواز سفر دبلوماسي يدور فيه من بلد لبلد طبعاً بعد ما يكون تقاعد وعم بقبض معاش بعيش 3 عائلات مستورة عشان كان ييجي يشبر في المجلس في فترة من فترات حياته

صوتك أمانة فلا تعطيه لواحد عنده المال والنفوذ ومش ناقصه غير المنصب عشان يكمل البرستيج تبعه، جربناهم هدول

صوتك أمانة فلا تعطيه لواحد قرر فجأة، بعد ما عمل عمايله وفرّج الناس كلها عليه، قرر يتستر بالدين عشان يعطي حاله شرعية وبين ليلة وضحاها صار يقول الإسلام هو الحل، يا زلمة هو الإسلام ناقصه تشويه لصورته فمش ضايل عليه إلا إنت تنحسب تيار إسلامي؟ خاف الله يا أخي

صوتك أمانة فلا تعطيه لواحد أخد فرصته وأثبت عدم جدارته وإنه ما بغير ساكن، أو لواحد ما عنده احترام للقبة اللي قاعد تحتها باسم الشعب فقلبها مضافة يوزع فيها بزر وفستق أو حارة يرمي فيها كنادر عالناس

صوتك أمانة فلا تعطيه لواحد أثبت إنه كذاب، أو ما عنده احترام للرأي الآخر لأنه على الأغلب ما رح يحترمك ولا يشيلك من أرضك إذا عارضته

صوتك أمانة فلا تعطيه لواحد بتذكر حقك كمواطن في التصويت وبنسى حقك كمواطن في التظاهر والاعتراض

من الآخر هيك، صوتك أمانة، ضبه وسكّر عليه بـ100 قفل، أحسن ما يضيع

Constant Reminders



Life has a twisted sense of humor. You know, like those subtle reminders that bring your attention to the fact that you’re getting old. Take snow for example. As a kid, I used to wait eagerly for snow. I’d keep looking out the window to check the build up, I’d pray and pray for the snow to linger for days and I’d be angry if my dad expressed a wish to have some rain to melt the snow. Meanwhile, when I hear the news of the possibility of upcoming snow I think differently. I either don’t want it to stick around for long or not at all. Because now I’m no longer a kid who jumps out of bed and into the snow. I have other things on mind. I have places to be, I have work to do, I don’t have time for snow anymore.

Another example: kids. There was a time of my life when I loved kids. Really loved them. I thought I wanted to have 3 or 4 when I grew up. Now? Well, I still like kids but the thing is, I can’t tolerate them. They get on my nerves when they start screaming or being just spoiled brats. I even thought that if I discovered that I couldn’t have kids I wouldn’t even bother going out of my way to do anything to fix the problem. Yes, they are a blessing, but they could be a handful. I mean, I love my nieces, I’m obsessed with them, but still when they are at our house and I’m working or trying to do something, which is most of the time, I tell them off and I try to tell anyone else to take care of them or distract them or whatever.

But hold on a minute. When I think about this again, it’s not really about getting old, and this is not twisted life humor. This is actually a wake-up call that you’re becoming too busy to live. Too busy to stop and pay attention to the things that matter the most in life. I still love snow, and last year when it snowed I enjoyed it to the maximum and even went out and played with my nieces, who were witnessing snow for the first time and I had a blast.  I can’t remember exactly what I was doing those days but I’m pretty much sure I didn’t have much work to do. And kids, I still enjoy playing tea party with my nieces, it’s the cutest funniest thing you can ever do you know, at least if you have little girls like mine. But still, I always have to excuse myself because I have to be somewhere else or to do something else. So it’s not that I hate kids, it’s just that they don’t fit into my current lifestyle, and I don’t feel obliged to make any changes to make them fit into it, they are their parents’ problem, not mine.

So, life does change us. We get used to living in a certain way and we wonder if it’s worth it to take another path. I was talking to a friend recently and I told her that I feel like I’m in a stage in my life where I need radical change. I went through all the phases: Childhood, teenage, college days, work and practical experience, and then what I call horizon expansion, then I did something I always wanted to do by becoming a published writer, and then… what? I can’t just go back to where I was before this. I need change and if I want something radical.  You know, now I’m haunted with the idea of a new book, but something different than the first, and I’ve been thinking of leaving to a new place, a new country,  a change of scenery of sorts.

But the thing I’ve learned to do recently, which is the most important thing I guess, is to be open to all possibilities. And that’s what I’m doing now, trying to explore those possibilities.

Yes, life can alarm you that you’re not getting any younger, or that you’re wasting a lot of time worrying about mediocre things. But the fact is, I never felt I’m getting old. I’ve always thought I’d feel different when I’m 25 or 27 but I don’t, because the soul doesn’t age, only the body does