The suns continue burning till this day.
Conversations forever minimized;
The grains gently slide away.
Heart enlarges due to the feeling of pleasantness.
laughter echoes;
The suns continue burning till this day.
Name engraved deep into their souls.
Now filled with mold, allowing
the grains to gently slide away.
Hand in any angle should I fall.
Support loosens;
The suns continue burning till this day.
Iceberg struck down
The movie fades to black;
the grains gently slide away.
Still owning a huge meaning to my life
ache in place of the absence.
The suns continue burning till this day,
the grains gently slide away.
- Shourouk Abdalla
I loved poetry. I love writing poetry. I loved poetry class. I got a 18 out of 20 for this in my AP english class 3 years ago. I still don't understand how you can grade poetry, or Art in general. "Beautiful lines" she said "could use light, meaning could be little clear" she said. You have to look deep into yourself to find the meaning because you'll never be able to look deep into me and take mine. That's the beauty of poetry.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Time so self evaluate Egyptians
Notable reflection while being in Egypt this past winter
Dec 1st 2014:
"I'm actually not comfortable at all with the hierarchy system here in Egypt. I was waiting for an elevator and their was a delivery man waiting ahead of me. When the elevator came he opened the door out of courtesy to let me in but then closed it without entering. I felt ashamed; since he was obviously less wealthy than me, I automatically had the right of way? My status automatically gave me entitlement. It wasn't my turn. It was his turn. It was too late to demand him to come in or ride first. Even if possible, how would I have been able to do that. How would I have been able to convince him that it's his right to ride right now. It felt unfair. It felt very unfair, and I am not even the one who should be upset. For me it's injustice, for him it's the norm. This tiny incident really stuck out to me. Made me ponder a reoccurring question. How can we want to implement democratic values in a country where the opposite is so deeply rooted within our culture?"
"I'm actually not comfortable at all with the hierarchy system here in Egypt. I was waiting for an elevator and their was a delivery man waiting ahead of me. When the elevator came he opened the door out of courtesy to let me in but then closed it without entering. I felt ashamed; since he was obviously less wealthy than me, I automatically had the right of way? My status automatically gave me entitlement. It wasn't my turn. It was his turn. It was too late to demand him to come in or ride first. Even if possible, how would I have been able to do that. How would I have been able to convince him that it's his right to ride right now. It felt unfair. It felt very unfair, and I am not even the one who should be upset. For me it's injustice, for him it's the norm. This tiny incident really stuck out to me. Made me ponder a reoccurring question. How can we want to implement democratic values in a country where the opposite is so deeply rooted within our culture?"
I saw this situation everywhere, even with my closest friends. So let me help put y'all in check. You are in no way any better than the man or woman standing next to you. Being richer doesn't mean anything and it sure doesn't mean you have the right to live a patriarchic life and ignore equality. Just because you're a materialistic fool who wears all brands or wants to always be best dressed during EVERY outing *cringes*, DOESNT, let me repeat DOES NOT mean you're automatically the leader of the pack, the cooler person in the group etc etc etc. Please realize that this is wrong and needs to change for the sake of progression in our country. The real things that are holding us back is the people, el sha3b el masri. Start trying to evaluate your self and daily routine life. Search for flaws (trust me they're there) and over time think about how you can change that about yourself and inner family. If you find this too hard (if you think 'garabt wa mafesh haga 3'alat') simply watch your family or group of friends. Make this a goal in 2015. You'll come to realize a lot and come out transformed, at least in thought, I promise. If everyone tried this with their inner family our country will be way better off. And while there's a possibility of 1k reading this I'm more than satisfied knowing tat 15 people read this, 10 are willing to try this out in order to better themselves, and 5 will talk about there findings/conclusions with someone else and encourage them to try it out. If you to reflect with someone but don't have that person in your life who's interested in talking about anything outside the mainstream, Message Me!! I'd love to listen to your reflections and go back and forth with you and exchange opinions.
With Love,
Shourouk
Friday, May 9, 2014
The God Abandons Antony - Konstantinos Petrou Kavafis
Translation 1:
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plans
all proving deceptive—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city,
go firmly to the window
and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the pleas of a coward;
listen—your final delectation—to the voices,
to the exquisite music of that strange procession,
and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
Translation 2:
If unexpectedly, in middle night,
an unseen company be heard to pass,
with music and with voices exquisite, —
turn not away and uselessly lament
your fortune that is giving in, your work
that came to nothing, the projects of your life
that proved illusory from first to last.
As one prepared long since, as fits the brave,
bid now farewell to the departing city,
farewell to the Alexandria you love.
And above all, do not deceive yourself:
say not that your impression was a dream,
that, it may be, your hearing played you false:
to futile hopes like these never descend.
As one prepared long since, as fits the brave,
as most fits you who gained so great a city,
approach the open window steadily,
and with emotion, but without the plaints
and supplications of the timorous,
listen — knowing it to be your last delight —
listen to the elysian sounds, the exquisite
instruments of the mystic company;
and bid farewell to the city you are losing,
farewell to the Alexandria you love.
When suddenly, at midnight, you hear
an invisible procession going by
with exquisite music, voices,
don’t mourn your luck that’s failing now,
work gone wrong, your plans
all proving deceptive—don’t mourn them uselessly.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving.
Above all, don’t fool yourself, don’t say
it was a dream, your ears deceived you:
don’t degrade yourself with empty hopes like these.
As one long prepared, and graced with courage,
as is right for you who proved worthy of this kind of city,
go firmly to the window
and listen with deep emotion, but not
with the whining, the pleas of a coward;
listen—your final delectation—to the voices,
to the exquisite music of that strange procession,
and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
Translation 2:
If unexpectedly, in middle night,
an unseen company be heard to pass,
with music and with voices exquisite, —
turn not away and uselessly lament
your fortune that is giving in, your work
that came to nothing, the projects of your life
that proved illusory from first to last.
As one prepared long since, as fits the brave,
bid now farewell to the departing city,
farewell to the Alexandria you love.
And above all, do not deceive yourself:
say not that your impression was a dream,
that, it may be, your hearing played you false:
to futile hopes like these never descend.
As one prepared long since, as fits the brave,
as most fits you who gained so great a city,
approach the open window steadily,
and with emotion, but without the plaints
and supplications of the timorous,
listen — knowing it to be your last delight —
listen to the elysian sounds, the exquisite
instruments of the mystic company;
and bid farewell to the city you are losing,
farewell to the Alexandria you love.
Monday, March 3, 2014
"World has failed Syria"
So I wrote this a couple days ago on Facebook after seeing this headline. I received many amazing responses so I thought i'd share it here as well. I love it when I get the urge to write and passion happens, so i end up typing pages. Better than any paper! :)
Note: feel free to share opinions and ask questions on my ask.fm page! Have you failed?
Reading this broke my heart. It's true, the world has. The truth is, people don't care and won't care unless it happens to them. I only wish that people could walk just a day in the shoes of a Syrian. Only then the world will unite, only then people won't rest until the slaughtering and injustice stops, because it'll be a huuuge slap in the face.
People need to wake up. They make you think what they want you to think. You only know what 'they' want you to know. You don't know what's really going on in Syria, Bosnia, Ukraine, and Venezuela (and many more) for a reason. You don't care for a reason.
You, scrolling down your FB newsfeed right now, you're the perfect result of how your government wanted to shape you as. You're a victim of your own system. They've succeed. Keeping you busy with the latest technology or your worries like paying for college. Making sure your education price tag increase every year while little do you know your government spends much more money than the cost of higher education on a prisoners living expenses (in the US). $50,000+ dollars. Let that sink in.
People need to wake up. I think I know how Syrians feel. During the 2011 Egyptian revolution when things got really serious, as thousands were dying daily in riots for their freedom, the government shut down all communication in Alexandria (Cairo, Port Said, etc.). That means no phones, no internet, no nothing. I can't describe how wrong it felt... being striped only of that one right.
As it was too dangerous to leave my house (and along with the city curfew every night) I was left with a lot of time to think. The whole week I was actually excited, despite the day-to-day fear, tension, and despair...I was excited. I was excited to see what the rest of the world was doing. All week along I remember thinking 'whats happening is so crazy, this is historic, the whole world must be watching! My friends abroad must be worried sick! My FB must be blowing up'.
When we received internet access and service again, when I got the chance to see how angry the world must be at my government because of what's happening outside my window, I did what anybody would do, I signed onto Facebook haha. And guess what, I had a sad realization that the world was not watching. I received only one post from an old friend in elementary school saying she saw 'something' on the news about Egypt and she asked about what's going on.
Most people don't give two cents about what's going on outside their small fixed lives. Don't be that person. Death is not 'something'. Lock Down is not 'something'. Prison breaks are not 'something'. Trying to overthrow a dictator is not 'something'. Risking your life for a better future is not 'something'. Dying for freedom is just NOT 'something'!
What I went through is nothing compared to what the Martyrs (r.i.p) went through or what Syrians and Venezuelans are going through right now at this very moment.
Do you wake up thinking about death? Do you pray begging God that Bashars army doesn't bomb your street today? Do you fear going to a hospital because you know that every time it's rebuilt the doctors are attacked or the building will be blown up because your president wants to make sure you don't live?
No you don't. There are parts in the world where peoples daily struggles make all ours feel so small and pathetic.
For the sake of humanity we have to act on things. Some people question God at this point. Thinking why does He let all this happen then? All this chaos and slaughterings of innocents? It's because He gave us the ability it to fix things, to do something about it. The mind to think with, the strength to act, and the heart to care. It is us who have done nothing.
We have truly failed.
Note: feel free to share opinions and ask questions on my ask.fm page! Have you failed?
Reading this broke my heart. It's true, the world has. The truth is, people don't care and won't care unless it happens to them. I only wish that people could walk just a day in the shoes of a Syrian. Only then the world will unite, only then people won't rest until the slaughtering and injustice stops, because it'll be a huuuge slap in the face.
People need to wake up. They make you think what they want you to think. You only know what 'they' want you to know. You don't know what's really going on in Syria, Bosnia, Ukraine, and Venezuela (and many more) for a reason. You don't care for a reason.
You, scrolling down your FB newsfeed right now, you're the perfect result of how your government wanted to shape you as. You're a victim of your own system. They've succeed. Keeping you busy with the latest technology or your worries like paying for college. Making sure your education price tag increase every year while little do you know your government spends much more money than the cost of higher education on a prisoners living expenses (in the US). $50,000+ dollars. Let that sink in.
People need to wake up. I think I know how Syrians feel. During the 2011 Egyptian revolution when things got really serious, as thousands were dying daily in riots for their freedom, the government shut down all communication in Alexandria (Cairo, Port Said, etc.). That means no phones, no internet, no nothing. I can't describe how wrong it felt... being striped only of that one right.
As it was too dangerous to leave my house (and along with the city curfew every night) I was left with a lot of time to think. The whole week I was actually excited, despite the day-to-day fear, tension, and despair...I was excited. I was excited to see what the rest of the world was doing. All week along I remember thinking 'whats happening is so crazy, this is historic, the whole world must be watching! My friends abroad must be worried sick! My FB must be blowing up'.
When we received internet access and service again, when I got the chance to see how angry the world must be at my government because of what's happening outside my window, I did what anybody would do, I signed onto Facebook haha. And guess what, I had a sad realization that the world was not watching. I received only one post from an old friend in elementary school saying she saw 'something' on the news about Egypt and she asked about what's going on.
Most people don't give two cents about what's going on outside their small fixed lives. Don't be that person. Death is not 'something'. Lock Down is not 'something'. Prison breaks are not 'something'. Trying to overthrow a dictator is not 'something'. Risking your life for a better future is not 'something'. Dying for freedom is just NOT 'something'!
What I went through is nothing compared to what the Martyrs (r.i.p) went through or what Syrians and Venezuelans are going through right now at this very moment.
Do you wake up thinking about death? Do you pray begging God that Bashars army doesn't bomb your street today? Do you fear going to a hospital because you know that every time it's rebuilt the doctors are attacked or the building will be blown up because your president wants to make sure you don't live?
No you don't. There are parts in the world where peoples daily struggles make all ours feel so small and pathetic.
For the sake of humanity we have to act on things. Some people question God at this point. Thinking why does He let all this happen then? All this chaos and slaughterings of innocents? It's because He gave us the ability it to fix things, to do something about it. The mind to think with, the strength to act, and the heart to care. It is us who have done nothing.
We have truly failed.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
I want to learn sign language.
I want to learn sign language, just for that one time if i ever get to meet someone who is mute. Just so I can be able to communicate right away with him as if nothing makes him less capable for the general public to greet him and wish him a good day. Just to be able to say 'Isn't it a beautiful day out sir' or simply 'Good Morning' or even to compliment his attire. Just to be able to communicate with him like everyone else.
I truly do wish so. I want to learn sign language.
I truly do wish so. I want to learn sign language.
Sunday, January 5, 2014
What do you Desire?
"If you say that money is the most important thing, you’ll spend your life completely wasting your time: You’ll be doing things you don’t like doing in order to go on living, that is, in order to go on doing things you don’t like doing — which is stupid!" Alan Watts
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Missed me? :p
I haven't posted anything in a while, but I have indeed been writing 24/7. I written many lyrics and poems that'll make no sense, a greater amount of pure 'rants' but I'll start edited them up and posting them isA :)
Until then I'd like to share this beautiful deep song with you, If you haven't already come upon it. This song somehow means so much to me, has taken a toll on my life, and is already dedicated to my future husband isA. <3
Women reading this: Prepare to cry
Men reading this: take your ego aside, unwrap the bundle of feelings you've stashed away and let this song touch your heart and melt into your soul. And then come and tell me how it felt to feel like John. Capish?
lol on a side note, ill try to make my posts short so I can actually post them and not get lazy about it! Enjoy :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=450p7goxZqg
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Until then I'd like to share this beautiful deep song with you, If you haven't already come upon it. This song somehow means so much to me, has taken a toll on my life, and is already dedicated to my future husband isA. <3
Women reading this: Prepare to cry
Men reading this: take your ego aside, unwrap the bundle of feelings you've stashed away and let this song touch your heart and melt into your soul. And then come and tell me how it felt to feel like John. Capish?
lol on a side note, ill try to make my posts short so I can actually post them and not get lazy about it! Enjoy :)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=450p7goxZqg
(Copy and paste the link into a new tab to view)
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