The Craft of Living

A couple of days ago i was sitting casually infront of my TV screen with Leen playing with her toys on the ground infront of my sofa. While flipping the channels i stopped at one that has a program called "words of the heart". The hostess was a young beautiful veiled lady... and infront of her was an older woman who she referred to as "Doctora". I didnt know the interviewed doctor's name and i didnt care. SO i kept it for a while to watch what they were talking about discussing some woman's problem and the doctor said that she has been accussed of being harsh and hard on women... but she isnt and her advice comes from a mothers heart to her daughter! After a minute or two they got a phone call from a young lady who was telling them her problem and really didnt ask any questions for the doctor to answer. She went on saying that she was married to a pious man who was very good to her and her children. HE only had one problem.. that when he was angry or nervous...

Marwa Rakha an AUC graduate has written a book "The posion tree" and published it online after feeling like she was ripped off by her publishers. She has made her site for anyone who wants to publish a book they wrote for free and she even offers editors, designers and marketers for free. She promises her author friends to promote their books on her facebook group, twitter and whereever she can. Ive been reading her book about how guys are these days in egypt and how girls are as well. i must admit that she has written this book in a very nice style and her sense of humour truly shines through. Even though i might not agree with all her opinions and thoughts i still applaud her style since i really enjoy things that at some point or another make me laugh. So girls... i think all of you can relate to one of her stories and anecdotes... Im so sure you will enjoy it. Give it a shot. To download the book go to the link below: http://www.marwarakha.com/index.php?categoryid=13...

My fortune today on yahoo says "Take a moment to remember fourth grade" I found the idea fun and started recalling these happy childhood days. I remember i was in aldiyafa school (currently Aldiyafah highschool) When it was in Jumeirah in a small villa beside Abella supermarket and its principle was Mrs. Dikona (May her soul rest in peace). I loved her and i loved my class teacher (Mrs. Vasanti). It was,however, the first year i come in 4th place out of a full class... of 6 people! That was maybe the worst year i had. Not only was i the 4th out of 6 people i was also devasted because i was used to come in 1st or 2nd on 30 kids. So you can imagine how i felt. i was humiliated. But that was the only downside to this academic year. 4th grade was also the year i met my current sister. She remembers that she was told wonders about a girl she will be meeting in her new class. A girl who was sweet and friendly.. only to find a snob who called her a donkey on her first mistake or so...

I've been thinking lately how life where i come from has made people so cautious with everything they do. Cautious of how they speak and how they sound when they speak. cautious of every move, every gesture, every look... Cautious of petty much everything! I've visited a friend in the Middle East a couple of years ago. We went out together. And while we left the car to enter one of the shops i tucked my handbag under the car seat. She looked at me in wonder. "What are you doing?" she asked me so innocently!! So i so confidently replied " im hiding my bag so no one would break you car window to take it or something!" Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. "No one will do that!!" Wow... look how life has made me and how life made her! I never thought that i feel insecure where i live... but these petty things were just gestures of caution. But there where she came from... these cautious moves werent even on her mind... I loved it! But after a while i...