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Since my existence, I've been struggling to find my purpose in living. It’s a continuous struggle that I’m coupled with until death. As a way to find myself, I've decided to arrange the thoughts in a blog with images from my life and scattered words from my head. Maybe eventually I can come up with something useful. This blog is another project of my personal development. I’m not going to stress myself over writing a post often, having followers, getting it all perfect… Every expression, feeling, idea... has a word to identify it. If we search hard, we can find the one word that expresses the one thing that we're not able to explain. I am like this sea raged with emotions, dreams, and thoughts. I am living in a sensitive, careless, agonized soul. I go through an emotional roller-coaster, that’s part of my subsistence. My Confession: I am not the kind of people who spill their emotions especially if I don’t have a plan or a way to get through such phase. I don’t enjoy sharing my real misery. People Reaction: Whenever I go through such phase, people start victimizing themselves and playing all sort of dramatic scenes. Truth Said: Guess what I AM the one in Pain, I AM the one in Trouble, I AM the one facing Darkness. IT’S NOT ABOUT YOU, IT’S ABOUT ME. Don’t victimize yourself and spill drama all over me when I can barely open my eyes in the morning. I might be grieving and introverting but I know where am heading to. It’s never forever. Nothing is Forever. Lately, I’ve read several extremely different books. I won’t go on talking about the plot and characters; you have a kazillion site that does it. So here we go just my opinion. 1- In the Name of Identity by Amin Maalouf (1998): it’s not the first time I read this book. Few years ago I read it in English this time I did in French. It’s much of a scholar book, a field that Maalouf isn’t the expert in. The overall book is good and have good ideas but I was able, as Lebanese, to detect some fanaticism. He got it right in a point of identity. As a Lebanese, whenever I’m asked: what’s your identity? Lot of words comes to my mind but I always end up saying: I’m Lebanese, that’s all. I expected the book to be given the importance Maaloufs’ writings are to me but I wasn’t much indulged or impressed. I remember the first time I read it, I was overwhelmed but now I am able to judge what I read clearly. 2- Short Stories by Franz Kafka: I couldn't wait to start with this book; it was actually the first time I read for Kafka. His writings are mentally confusing given the ups and downs of the scenes presented, and the lost part of some stories. His style of writing has created such as an impact that his style got a special tag which is known as “Kafkaesque” synonym for surreal. His stories are strikingly strange, symbolize and signify absurdity of life. In his stories, he tried to understand the psychology of the character in hand and create a twist a bizarre twist to it. You’ll read lot of metaphors and in deep descriptions. His writing is simple but with a complex twist that can leave you confused and amazed. 3- Metamorphosis by Franz Kafka (1972): A weird little story. I can honestly say that there are lots of hidden meanings behind this book and that I have missed lot of them. I imagine this book, read by different people would lead to different conclusions: some will focus on the family ties, others in the capitalism effect, effects of illness, how people treat others who are different, sacrifice… I kept on reading hoping for a good explanation but the end was sad. The writer described every single detail (whether important or not) and ended the story just out of nowhere and briefly said. It was a roller-coaster of ideas, scenes, climax, and funny scenes. That’s Kafka, the inspiration of many writers. 4- Bonjour Tristesse by Francoise Sagan (1954): don’t judge me; I’m just trying to regain my French language. A melodramatic book of a smart, rich and seventeen years old girl in 1954. It’s a clean book clearly describing what actually goes on in the teenage mind with the mood swings and the need for a battle. It’s an easy read but kind of boring and predictable. I wasn’t able to sympathies with any of the characters. I particularly liked the honesty of Ceciles’ emotions and thoughts whether they’re nasty or sweet.
Given the end of the year, I’ve moved forward and have the best of my board pins. Today, I’m going to show you my “C’est l’Art” board. All the information about the pictures are found on my Pinterest. Post Word: Duende: the mysterious power of art to deeply move a person. Passion is when a smile of a person excites more than the nudity of another. "We have come so far and gone nowhere. We have lived so long and hardly at all." Charles Bukowski “To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself.” Thích Nhất Hạnh She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city." Roman Payne "We all have souls of different ages." F. Scott Fitzgerald "The aim of art is to present not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance." Aristotle "Passion is the bridge that takes you from pain to change." Frida Kahlo "Learn the rules like a pro so you can break them like an artist." Picasso Picasso "I dream my painting and then I paint my dream." Vincent van Gogh ليس كل سقوط نهاية، فسقوط المطر اجمل بداية." جبران خليل جبران"
"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you... There just has to be someone who wants to." Robert Brault Today I've decided to have a summary of my favorite “all sort of people” Pinterest album. Art, photography, people, moments, beauty, love, compassion, desire, dance, music… We are part of everything and everything is part of us, we just need to know how to grasp it and enjoy it. "Movement never lies. It is a barometer telling the state of the soul's weather to all who can read it." Martha Graham What’s more beautiful than a couple growing old together yet staying young at heart! For me dancing is the closest thing to magic, though am not good at it. “If only our eyes saw souls instead of bodies, how very different our ideals of beauty would be.” Beauty comes in all shape and form. “Dance, when you're broken open. Dance, if you've torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you're perfectly free.” ― Rumi I need to feel your electricity, a lightning bolt from heaven, lips dancing, and bodies melting into one. “I’ve loved you young, I love you now, and we’re living our dream of growing old.” “The soul is born old but grows young. That is the comedy of life, and the body is born young and grows old. That is life's tragedy.” Oscar Wilde I feel Eleutheromania – an intense and irresistible desire for freedom.
Why don’t we hang our head off of the edge and look at the world that way? I am not a food blogger not even close to be one, I just like to share what some places that meant something for me. Whether you’re looking to have a mesmerizing glass of wine, having lunch with friends, or just a cup of coffee, whether it’s a rainy day or sunny one, DOTTORE could be your destination.
Located in small old alley in Hamra, Dottore is an “Authentic ITALIAN Pizzeria”. The food is delicious, the ambiance is perfect, the prices are fascinating as well. You won’t even imagine that you’re in Hamra. Just a beautiful, small, cozy, Italian restaurant. I visited Dottore on several occasion and circumstances and I was never disappointed. Here is one of the things that happened to me at Dottore and left me speechless. I once ordered a cup of coffee; 20 min and my coffee was still not served. Few minutes later, the waiter came by with my order. Apparently, they didn’t serve the kind of coffee I ordered, so the staff googled the preparation method, got the proper items, and created it for me especially. Now how would you feel in such case! I was a regular customer, but I turned into a loyal one after that. Besides that, Dottore is truly linked to good memories with my best friends; we shared lot of striking moments at that place during hot summer days, autumn coolness, and rainy days on the trottoir enjoying our coffee. Well Hamra is my cherished, warmest, unforgettable city. Putting aside this emotional attachment, I think Dottore is a place to visit and regularly. Dubai is a massive land with lot of activities, constructions, tallest or biggest stuff in the world. To my own taste, it’s neither marvelous nor mesmerizing. In the words of Sabina about New York: “beauty consists of its accidental, unpremeditated oppositions and mistakes”(The unbearable lightness of being, Milan Kundera). It’s fresh, new but lacks the sensitivity and authenticity of the past. The beaches are impressively amazing and the architecture is pure artistic. You can find everything and anything, everyone and anyone. People from all over the globe move to Dubai in order to get a good job, save money, and build future. Given the prices and the entertainment options, no one can save a penny. It’s an expensive country with lot of temptation and massive amount of rules. After staying for 5 days in Dubai, I actually missed Lebanon organized mess. Yes we don’t drive safely, but we have drivers rule that runs among us (fellow drivers) secretly. I missed the weird roads where the holes and deterioration tells a different story to each. I missed the small distances, the sound pollution, the arrogance of people, the simplicity yet complexity of Lebanese Lives. I just missed Lebanon: the perfect imperfection. The sky in Dubai is sandy but even with the progressive pollution in Lebanon our sky is blue, our moon is bright and beautiful (and still following me). Dubai is high tech, modern city. But Lebanon is a country with history, drama, beauty, charm. Lebanon has this “je ne sais quoi”. Overall, Dubai is really fascinating to live in, always something new. I would consider it a good place to work in: good jobs and lot of activities. I know there are lots that I haven’t seen or tried given the time and my tight schedule. For charm and inspiration, visit Lebanon. I lived in a painting by Renoir Rainy cozy warm day! I would call that a perfect day after the burning summer sun. Those types of days mean to me a hot chocolate or cappuccino in a cocoon with perfect music and ambiance. A walk in the rain on a warm day is one of ultimate happiness. |