My Best Friend’s Wedding

I always say I am a lousy friend. Thankfully this, I’m so blessed to have some of the most beautiful people in the world as friends, and blessed yet more that I can easily name 4 or 5 people as best friends, those who put up with my apathy and schizophrenia over the years, and those who I can go for weeks without calling or seeing them, with everyone being busy with their own lives and the different paths we chose, yet when I see them it’s like we’ve had dinner together the night before, nothing has changed.

In the course of my life I’ve married off some of my best friends, most of them actually, and each time there would be these mixed feelings, you know, joy and disbelief at how much we’ve grown up and how far we’ve come. You know, I’d be happy, very happy – despite my reservations sometimes but let’s not get into that, I’ve learned to be supportive- but tonight, it’s different. You see, tonight I feel like it’s my little sister who’s getting married, a sister I;ve met only seven years ago and now she’s all grown up and ready to tie the knot. This is what I realized two days ago when I was at her pre-wedding party, the kind of parties I tend to avoid but this time I really wanted to be there, and it all made sense when I looked at her and had that moment of pure, utter joy, and I then realized how much this person means to me and how happy it makes me to see her happy.

Now, I’m not usually a fan of weddings but I’m actually looking forward to this one. My best friend’s wedding, now I realize the movie under that name didn’t make it justice, it shouldn’t be about a girl going to the wedding of her best male friend bent on ruining it because she’s in love with him, that’s sick. A best friend’s wedding is one of the most emotional celebrations you can attend. I don’t remember being so excited about a wedding, not even my sister’s. I have to admit I’m also eager to try on these new shoes I bought yesterday, I know they’re going to kill me and but it’s okay, I can handle high heels for a couple of hours. At least I figured out one part of the problem: I used to wear 38 size heels, which were half to one size too big for my feet, hence it was a struggle to walk in them. Now I bought 37 size one, still not comfortable but at least I won’t look like I’m trying too hard.

So, Sarah, I wish you all the happiness your heart can take. W 3o2bal 3end your best friends everyone!

Again, because nothing much has changed since last year

Cinnamon Zone

Yes, you hate it, you think it’s stupid, but the fact remains that: It’s everywhere! Wherever you go you’re faced with those little provocative ugly teddy bears carrying little vulgar red hearts, not to mention the ginormous amount of PDA and those blood-curdling teenage status messages on Facebook that make you just want to SCREAM BLUE MURDER! Or maybe red murder for that matter…

So, for all of you out there who think Valentine’s day is just a sad excuse for a hoax to fool people into buying over-priced red roses and make you feel unloved and unlovable, here are some tricks to help you pull through the day with hopefully minimum damage. For some people those very tips may come in handy on other occasions too, say, your birthday.

Now for your first line of defense you’re going to need a set of prescribed ideas to keep repeating in…

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A Good Day

I’ve learned some lessons today. First, don’t take your plans for granted because no matter how meticulously you plan your day something could happen and shatter all your plans. Like today for example, I’ve planned a pleasant and productive day, but those plans were cut short by the fact that I had a car accident, the first real car accident, you know not like backing into a car, nope. It was the kind of accident that left me shaking and in tears, sitting on the sidewalk waiting for my brother to show up as I knew I had to call someone, actually I then went ahead and called my father too when they started talking about a tow truck. A tow truck? I have no idea how I’d previously thought that this is something I can deal with on my own. So, I learned that I’m mushier than I thought, turns out I can’t handle these things alone or, maybe I can but I don’t think that I’d like it, and it probably wouldn’t be very efficient. I mean, to go to a police station alone? Oh my God! Not only that police stations aren’t very friendly spaces, but I also couldn’t wrap my mind around most of the things the officer explained about the insurance and bla bla bla, my mind was still not back to its normal fnction.  Or to have to deal with the insurance company? Spare me. Or to just deal with the whole situation,  I mean I could hardly bring myself to talk to the people involved in the accident. Actually I’d hit a car and the car hit another car and I didn’t have a clue whether it would be ruled as my fault or not as all I remember was that car appearing in front of me all of a sudden, I didn’t realize there was a cross-roads altogether, there weren’t any signs or any bump-ups, nothing, it was a narrow road and it seemed like the cross-roads was hidden in the bushes. And then another thought hit me, which is kind of funny to think about in the heat of the situation, which was that I’d promised to take my nieces to the mall, now how I was going to do that? And then there were those moments where I wished I could go back in time a few minutes just so I can avoid this whole mess. Anyhow, thank God it was ruled as the other driver’s fault and nobody was hurt. Actually I’ve been blessed before for surviving many close calls, each of which could’ve become a tragic accident but God in His infinite wisdom got me out of those safe and sound, so I think it’s a blessing that the one that actually materialized into an actual accident was one where I could walk out scott-free. There’s a silver lining in every cloud and when something bad happens it puts things into perspective to reflect on the worse things that could’ve happened or the good things that actually happened and still happen.


But it was actually a good day, especially for my book Qab Al-Safar, 3 new updates in one day:

1- Now there are new copies available in Abdel Hameed Shoman Public Library. Actually I was coming from there when the accident happened!

2- Turns out Qabl Al-Safar is among the best-selling books on Jamalon in the last year. Check this out:


3- Now Qabl Al-Safar is available for browsing and reading online on Noon Books, you can check it out here


Good day indeed!


أخبار متفرقة

أفاد مراسلنا في قرية “…” عن وفاة طفلين متجمدين في منزلهما ليلاً نتيجة البرد القارس، فيما لقي شخصان آخران مصرعهما أثناء تدافع في طابور للخبز

وفي خبر آخر ودرنا من مصدر موثوق أن فخامة الوزير “…” قد تبرع بسيارة نقل موتى للقرية، في لفتة سخية تعبر عن روح مواطنة حقيقية  والتزام كامل تجاه أبناء شعبه، لا سيما أنها تتزامن مع التحضيرات لعيد ميلاد “المدام” والذي يتوقع المراقبون أن تتجاوز كلفته كلفة حفل العام الماضي حين بلغت التاسعة والعشرين للمرة السابعة على التوالي، والذي قُدرت كلفته بعشرين ألف دولار

وفي خبر وردنا للتو اتضح أن الحفل هو في الواقع لعشيقة فخامة الوزير، على إثر هذا الخطأ غير المقصود يواجه فخامته دعوى خلع وتواجه محطتنا دعوى تشهير يرجح أن يتم إغلاقها على إثرها

هذا وتدعو محطتنا جميع المواطنين الشرفاء إلى وفقة احتجاجية أمام منزل الوزير دفاعاً عن العدالة وحرية التعبير