Friday, April 19, 2013

T.G.I.F


Thank God it's Friday!
These last weeks of senior have seriously been a big  'blekh', but its Friday, another week passed thankfully!
Pictures? If you insist...

I seriously cant, beach? Tanning? You gotta be feeling me now I know i'm not alone on this here. If you're not, you got problems bro go get a check up. lol I cant wait for spring either cause it defiantly ain't spring in Chicago! -_- Literally havn't seen light in two weeks, the weather is so depressing. :(

 Fresca guy <3 haha  the best ones are the ones with pistachios<333...just saying o.o

I'm on a hunt to find these...so cute <3 And theyre perfect for graduation ;)

High fashion, they look soft, love <3

There will always be a light :)
This is the saddest image ever and my favorite... it makes you think about so many things, also makes you cry. Or maybe that's just me, I tend to put myself in other peoples places so yes, I have sobbed after seeing this multiple times. Brave, strong kid... ugh there are really no words to describe this. Makes you thankful for having your parents around too, elhmduallah. And if you're reading this and you've lost a parent or both, you should know that you're not alone. <3

Me starting today, I need a lot of motivation though... :/

Quote of the day, make of the best of today, embrace it because you only get to live it once!

And to end this post on a funny note lol...
"Bitch be drunk as hell, losin' shoes and shit"

HaVe A gReAt WeEkEnD!! <-- harakat el sees :P


Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Querencia

Hey guys! :)
Sorry that I have been slacking on blogging... merp :/ But anyways today I have another lengthy post, it'll be a querencia essay. I actually wrote this for English class but i honestly think it is of my best pieces of writing that its worth sharing. Also I'm kind of too lazy to type something up, heck i'm to lazy to do anything that involves effort anymore! I have a bad bad cause of 'senioritis'. For those who don't know what a Querencia is, it's specific a place that makes you feel at home, a place where you feel comfortable and feel all the good stuff inside. Whether it's on a bench at the park, at your grandpas house or in your bathroom haha. I hoped you liked the last post and without further ado I present to you... *Sound the trumpets*, My Querencia!



A Vacation spot
                At an open lunch beach bar on the Titanic Beach Resort in Hurgada overlooking the Red Sea is where I realized how beautiful life is. With the gentle sea breeze softly whisking across the fine hairs of my cheeks as I gently took a sip of Pepsi from a giant plastic beer mug to rehydrate my evaporated body and sun kissed skin, I found myself in the cool comfort of a beautiful tropical paradise. Sitting on my bamboo chair, I allow the ocean sounds of the soft rolling waves to hypnotize my mind into a state of wide-awake-trance with every shut of my eyes during the brief slow sips.

 The golden sun casts its rays upon my tired and exhausted body as I notice the pretty pastel colors of the environment. The crystal waters of the Red Sea darken the farther you look away from the shore reminding me of the pleasant time when I snorkeled among the colorful chorales and parades of fish earlier in the day. This all reflected a sense of experiencing the pure pleasantness of life as I look upon the water. A friend of mines finally found me. We walked to the bar to grab some food to revive our empty stomach from the calorie burning, water sport action filled day. The happy feeling of not having to pay for food as it was included in our package made me thrilled like never before to eat French Fries. At that point I was thankful for everything in my life. While standing in line among all the tourists one of the chiefs calls us up and asks us what we want. As I leaned over the smooth marble table all I could smell something awful, beer. We asked for two plates of fries and two hotdogs while some worker behind the counter exclaims to him that there’s a line for a reason. The chief quickly put a smile on his face, rested his arm on the waiter and swayed his hand out towards us as if we were some masterpiece yelling with pride in Arabic, ‘Dol Masreyen ya 3am! (They are Egyptian man!). The waiters face smiled instantly, it glowed along with the chief and it apologized to us, in fact to prove his apology he yells to all of the staff behind the counter, “Guys if these mademoiselles ever come upon you, wait on them hand and foot, Egypts beauties first”. At that point the muscles behind my smile hurt from smiling to hard. My friend and I constantly glanced over at each other so surprised and proud of their treatment towards us. The hilarious waiter turns around and says ‘See I hooked you guys up perfectly(shoft zabatokom)’ and asks us what we’d like to drink then ran to the drink machine with two cups and of course yelled out ‘Beera?’ as a joke. The whole staff seemed to be taking part in our conversation now as they laughed and giggled at every joke Jala, the Waiter and I exchanged.

A Russian tourist next to me complained about us being waited first with a thick stench of beer in his mouth, I quickly turned around to be able to breath; I could not take the scent any longer. The Chief whom was busy on the grill looked up clearly irritated, said in Arabic “Go sit a side drunken idiot(Ro7 a3d 3ala gamb yahbal ya sakran) ”. We busted out laughing, I laughed as if I never heard a joke before in my life, my stomach contracting, my mouth wide open and hands clapping like an odd seal. The chief laughed with us and when we looked over at the man, we laughed some more because of course he did not know what we were laughing at. The waiters around asked for our names and told us theirs proudly becoming friends with their own people. Ahmed came back with our drinks, telling the chief to stop making fun of the tourists, reassuring the Russian man something in Russian and waved bye to us as we made our way back to the chairs.
            Passing through the confused drunken tourists while laughing hysterically at what just happened we finally reached the corner of the bar, sat down and caught our breaths. After I thought I stopped I would look at Jala and laugh again, and then she’d laugh and then we ended up laughing without reason. I could not believe how happy I was to be there at that moment, in a beautiful place, laughing, with a friend, making new friends, and still relaxed and undisturbed. The scent of the ocean mixed with the warmth of the fries reaching deep into my excited stomach. As the fries in my hands moved closer to my mouth, the tide of the sea moved towards the shore. The scent of the fries got stronger, the tide even closer and once I bit into the crunchy deliciousness the tide I was keeping track of collapsed hugging the shore while the insides on my mouth felt the texture of the fry changing as my tongue opened the soft center.

Jana left to see what her mom was calling her for and I remained still till I finished my plate. Longing to swim in the clear waters before me, I stood up and strolled over to the emerald waters washing upon the soft sand. Looking into the sea lagoon, I saw a whole world that exists under the depths of the sea. The plants and animals of this majestic place seemed to sway like the waves of the ocean. My eyes were drawn to a scene of sparkles glistening underneath the water. Dancing and piercing through the water, the majestic fish are like shimmering sequences. Gazing at these beautiful creatures I decided to swim with them once again.


So yea... I kinda like the beach. lol that was my specific moment in time but the general place is on vacation in Egypt :)
That was long aye? If you have any questions feel free to ask at ask.fm/askshourouk... and if you're cranky about this being long be like this cute kitty below!

haha meoww ;D Toodles :*! 

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Never give up on Egypt.

This happened three days ago during school when I was excused from class for an interview and the people amazed me! From the amount of likes i got on Facebook for posting this I believe its a good read and a great first post! :) Let me know what you think by commenting, stay classy :*


I had an interview with 5 elder adults full of life, they seemed fascinated by just the fact that I am Egyptian, that I have lived through the revolution, that I moved from continent to continent and back, out of all of their reaction
s to my responses to their questions, one stood out to me the most, left me day dreaming all day in fact.

This one lady who said her job had to deal something with ‘multi-cultural affairs’ asked me from where exactly in Egypt I was from, with this delightful grin on her face. I replied 'Alexandria :)' just hoping they knew the main cities in Egypt. The women’s hands had burst into the air, her smile immense, as she shouted 'Iskandariyya!' with strong vibrant passion. My heart skipped a beat, and before I was able to question myself whether she actually just exclaimed 'Alexandria!' in Arabic. She continued... "That is my favorite place in the w-o-r-l-d! The most beautiful city I have ever been too!”. Her hands fell back on the table as she leaned forward and gazed at me as if I were the city of Alexandria. I think the man on my right, Brian, felt ashamed that he haven’t been because he immediately added "As a diplomat I traveled a lot as well and the closest I got to Egypt was Tunisia..." The only thing that has been coming out of my mouth since we started this conversation was 'Really?!’ The woman said "well when I visited I meet Nasser and chatted with him a lot." Smiles exchanged around the table when fireworks continued going off in my head. Nasser? The President? "What was the name of that artiest? I love her! om? om...?” At this point I did not know what would happen to me if she was making reference to the great Om Kalthoum. 'Om Kalthoum?' I asked hesitantly. "YES! Om Kalthoum!" And even oh so proper Brian added "Ohhh, Om-Kalthoum! ^_^". 'Woah, I love Om Kalthoum!' I exclaimed. "Her music is very old now but it's gold, she is THE best artiest in history!" I had to pause to absorb what was happening all in, keep in mind I was not walking into this meeting expecting to talk about anything related to Egypt.
"Wow, I love that you love Alexandria." I said.
"How could I not?" She smiled. "So tell me how has Alexandria been? The Citadel? How is it like now?"
I felt like she wanted me to paint her a picture for her or like she was ready to be taken back in time to her visit in Alex by a story I would tell her, and then I thought to myself about all the negativity I have been hearing about Egypt from my friends now, the ‘Ugly Truth’ everyone calls it. I was afraid to tell her "Oh well it kinda sinks right now", I didn't want to wipe of that genuine smile on her face…
"Well since the Revolution things have gotten really bad honestly..." I admitted.
"Well yes it’s a changing period now" she said. "Ofcourse we have to expect so, the country has gone through a Revolution, it takes time for change and adaptation."-Brian agreed. "...but the beaches are still gorgeous haha :)" I joked. *laughs all around* "They will always remain gorgeous and so will Alexandria :)" the woman smiled.

I was in complete shock, how in the world did a worldly old woman living in Oak Park be bestowed upon me to express he love for Alexandria? A woman that made me want to get in a 'But I love Alexandria more' competition? A woman who gazed at the ceiling in thought of the Great Om Kalthoum, or almost jumped out of her chair after hearing the word Alexandria slip out of my mouth? A woman who was not even Egyptian?
For the whole day I have been thinking about that 5 minute conversation. And realized something, those two people have spent there entire life working with multiple cultures and countries, and the smile on their faces remained there after I revealed the 'Ugly Truth'. These people were alive in the years of Nasser, I have no doubt theyve have been through a lot of life changing experiences that followed by rough times themselves, especially with their jobs that brings them to countries outside of the U.S. Maybe, just maybe, they learned to always be optimistic, like an Egyptian has always been? I think through their experiences they learned that things always come around, that there will be light at the end of a tunnel. Because if not they would have shown a sign of worry, concern, disappointment, or even contribute an analytical statement. But No, all smiles.

Even if it’s going downhill now, there will be an uphill isA. The Great Depression passed, Wars, Epidemics, Earthquakes, Hurricanes they all passed! Remember the 8.9 Tsunami that engulfed Japan two years ago? Look at them now, standing on their feet! I don't know about you but to me that must have been a much worse ‘rough time’ than what's happening to Egypt currently. Have faith that things will get better, because they will, it just might take a longer time than expected. That woman seemed too look on the bright side of things, the same way us Egyptians used to always do. Looking on the bright side doesn’t mean that you’re hiding from the ‘ugly truth’, there is no ugly truth. It’s just reality and reality is… it only takes a drive on the Cornish to be captured by the mesmerizing sea, to have the natural beauty of Alexandria alone take your soul on a journey that will make your day. Like the lady said "The beaches will always remain gorgeous and so will Alexandria". . No need to emphasis the bad, nothing good comes from it. Instead emphasis the unalterable beauty of our Nation, the same way the glorious elder women from Oak Park did. If there is such thing as a moment of pure complete ‘Happiness’, talking with that women, yup that was it for me. 

Never. Give Up. On Egypt. ♥