Not farewell, not yet..

Feeling up, feeling down, whatever I'm feeling can't be descried by words.. Can I run away? can I hide? probably many people feel the same, but it feels like this tunnel is cold and empty with no hope of escaping.

A prisoner who can be imprisoned for a cause or a crime, he has to fight for freedom, but the odds of him losing his life are high, and he might get out of prison just to go to his grave. What happens when he die? had death gave him what he wants or did it lead him to a worse place where he face his deeds? What does a person feel when he dies anyways? does it matter whether he lived free or not? What does his soul feel after liberating from our material world? Is freedom an illusion we can never achieve or are we free but carrying around the illusion of not being so?

A dreamer can be trapped in his own dreams, the dreams that make him see the boundaries of reality that people usually don't see. This turns his dreams to a prison with multiple walls that surround him like a huge maze. It's a dreamers gift and curse, but things get worse when he finally starts to lose it, and stops working for his dreams, it's when he calls death or simply waits for it because he thinks it's his way out of this mess. But what can he do when the boundaries are so high and tough that they break his dreams like fragile glass eggs? you can't even have an omelet out of glass eggs.

What's funny about dreams that they seem really close yet far away. You need this initial step to start working for your dreams and you find some big trap in your way, like your parents who might act out of love and fear but they don't know how much they hurt you, or living in a country where society and traditions and norms can kill you. That initial step that you later realize it's not just that big trap, but also other more traps in the way, you can't get a job, you can't real experience, you will face hate because of your race or gender or religion or even just ideas, you can't run away, and people around you have lots of expectations when you know you are nothing but a failure who just wants to die, then you realize death doesn't want you either! Act tough and defend your dreams or you will be a living dead, there is no turning point after spending much time since you were a child over what you've always believed in.

This is when you realize you've been procrastinating, you haven't done much and others are passing your level with an ease just because they are majoring what you've always wanted to study at your college years instead of wasting it on some other area that can be helpful but irrelevant, and you are not getting younger. You remember these words of one of your teachers when you talked to him about your dreams, and how he told you that you are at the very wrong place asking the wrong man. Remember those who also asked you why you were there instead of studying what you really love? All of these ideas flash through your brain after spending almost a year jobless, most of it dying or pretending to be busy while your parents kept making fun of your personality and dreams, and demanding you to do things you don't like to get stuff you don't want or need.

Here goes a year of nothing, wasted on trying to be a masters student for a few month just because your parents said so, and the rest trying to practice and follow up with the others who have already passed your level years ago. You can't find a single job and you can't go anywhere away from your home because you were never used to go out on your own, you know nothing about people or streets, you waste lots of opportunities because of all this shit, and you are chocking on your dreams. You wish you are a normal person who can just blend in with hopes to get a decent well payed job and a perfect spouse chosen by your parents then a couple of perfect kids who will follow your lead, then you realize that this life exactly is what you are fighting against because you want happiness your own way and you want to marry your love, but then you remember you can't even marry the one you love because it's unrequited love that you know it will never be two sided but you can't marry any body else yet you still don't confess to know if it can be two sided because.. it's complicated!

You know your parents want the best for you, they truly love you, but they didn't know they hurt you until they saw actual tears in your eyes. You are trying your best to bring them to your side, and only succeeded to change some of their ideas because they love you. But it still hurts a lot, deep in your worn out numb heart you still can feel the pain. Your soul is bleeding yet you know you can't stop and you have to go on, stopping is death and it's better die running! Don't talk about how your parents hurt you because this will hurt them because then don't mean to and you know it, you hate hurting them. Your siblings are sometimes pain as well, they can mock you and ruin your plans, also can take over your personal space. What is needed is to live alone, marriage is not an option so just try harder on finding a job and save up to buy a small apartment in a far place. Don't worry about people you love because you will be free enough to decide to see or call them whenever you can.

It's all about breaking down these walls you see as a dreamer, without sounding or being arrogant you have to overcome everything and be strong. That initial step you need to take when everybody else have already took it and even went to the second one or the third, that step is your hope to start, it's not to get a job or to study what you love, it's to gain your freedom and break down the walls to the next level. It might sound hard for some, might sound overrated for others, or might sound very childish or innocent that someone is actually facing these kind of problems, but doesn't each one of us have their own battles? My body and brain are already stressed and need rest away from humans, my heart is working on a fortress that might protect it from its weaknesses and fears, and I still have a very long way to go if I wanted to change my life and mold it to what I want. In every prayer, I pray that God would answer my wishes and help me reach my dreams..

My philosophy for a happy life: Sam Berns

His rare Progeria condition didn't stop him from having a happy life and inspire people. What's your excuse to be unhappy?
RIP Sam Berns!

About Progeria:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Progeria

"Dekh Le" -- Issued in Public Interest by Whistling Woods International

Another perfectly made video! Think, Reflect, & Act!

What to do..

It can happen that you face a situation when you feel words failing you and you can't say anything suitable for the situation. You fail to tell what's going on your mind and what you feel in your heart.. You just fail to communicate with others..

It's even worse when you are dealing with someone dear to you, like a sibling, a parent, a son, a daughter, a friend, a crush, a spouse.. You have those feelings which you find hard to translate into understandable language. And when you realize that the words you used aren't suitable, it's already too late to change what was said. It's a problem that can hurt people's feelings and can put you in the worse situations, and may cause you loosing the ones you love..

What in the world can be done to get red of this problem? Words are not really my best friend.. and I'm sick of not being able to say what I feel or think.. I don't want it to be late to say what's in my heart.
I love those who are close to me, I love my family and friends and I care about them more than caring about myself. I don't know how they feel when I fail to tell them, may be sometimes they think I don't care at all and I act selfish. But in fact, I don't want them to be sad, I hate seeing them suffering, I want to lift their spirits and I want them to be happy... I just don't know what to do to show them..

It's a flaw among my flaws, a flaw that I really hate...

Think for yourself

Hello, my name isn't "sexy", "doll", or "babe"..

In everyday life, women face different forms of harassment from males, either by just starring at them, commenting on their look, or calling them names, and sometimes by trying or actually touching parts of their bodies.
They say we have to blame the woman who's harassed for wearing some closes defined as explicit or wearing extra makeup. Some say that women should take it easy and accept "the compliments" given to her claiming that if a man got those "compliments" from random stranger females it would be his happy day.

Pay attention men, I want to clarify some points:

1. Clothes and makeup are not even a decent reason to justify being harassed, or girls with decent clothes would have been saved. For example, in my country Egypt and many other Muslim countries, we have women wearing Hijab and others wearing Purdah but they are still being harassed. You can't see a single piece of skin from a woman who wears Purdah you know..
2. A human being is free to wear whatever they want and it's not anybody's business if a woman went out totally naked.
3. Being harassed is totally annoying and not cute, and sure ain't getting anybody laid or even get a chance to know the chick's first name. It's totally stupid to think that all women are sluts that will open up for any stranger that gives them "a compliment". As a female, I want to walk down the streets at anytime wearing what I want very confident and not afraid that a jerk will try to harass me in any way.

Gender based harassment impact at least from 80 to 90 percent of women in the world, especially when they are young and alone in public places. Yeah, it's a global issue with all men. That happen in all communities, however cultural background, religions, education, and prosperity the society has; as if all men agreed that it's their right to do so as many were brought up thinking that women are just sexual beings made for their pleasure.

The blame all the blame is on the harasser, either a female or male, but not the victim of harassment; but I'm not defending  male victims as the society already takes his side when this happen due to racism or classicism  or any other reason. But when it comes to female victims, it's a totally different story as I said. Is the society always taking men's side??

"While the prevalence of street harassment may be new to many men who read or hear about it, it’s not to women. For generations, grandmothers, mothers, aunts, and older sisters have shared tips and advice to girls to try to keep them safe from men: Don’t go out alone after dark. Memorize a fake phone number. Carry mace. Dress conservatively. Ignore them." As Holly Kearl mentioned in her article in The Christian Science Monitor.

Holly continues:
"But it’s time to go beyond that well-intentioned advice which makes women feel less safe and often doesn't work. Given how widespread street harassment is, those tips have the effect of limiting women’s access to public spaces. It keeps them on guard, off the streets, and dependent on men as escorts. No country has achieved equality and no country will until women can navigate public places without experiencing or fearing street harassment.
In short, street harassment must end."

Yeah! harassment should end, all human beings should be free to do what they want, go where they want, and be who they want without others interfering, commenting, or doing any counter act. Harassment is bullying based on gender by a so-called dominant gender on a so-called weaker gender...

I think to stop street harassment there should be some things to teach the harassers, the victims, and the society.

First for the harassers: They should learn that it's rude and uncool to harass a woman, she's not a property to control her and she's not created only for your pleasure. As men are allowed to do whatever they want without anybody commenting on them, women are also allowed to do so. The harasser should experience what a woman go through when she feels insecure and afraid to live her life properly because of those monsters out there. Kids should learn that both genders are equal on many levels and each should respect each other as humans. The whole sexiest thing against women should just stop.

You may wonder what a victim should learn to stop harassment. Well enough with the shit of wear socially accepted clothes! wear what you want and what defines you women. However, you should learn a few things:

1. You're not weak, fight for yourself, show them your claws and fangs.
2. Don't be afraid to kick the bastard's **** whenever you needed to, don't worry if it hurt him.
3. It's not your fault the world is full with jerks, you're the victim not the guilty.
4. You're more than just a body, you have a character, a soul, and a mind of your own.
5. Be confident, and don't hesitate in reporting your incident to the police whenever it happens, it's your right to punish the jerk.

For the society, most men and sadly many women think that "it's her fault", "take it easy it's no big deal", "don't ruin the dude's future by dragging him to the police just for harassing you", and most importantly "Men will always act like that". That sicks me! Societies should change the way they stand with men and against women in many things like this situation.

Some men may read the past sentence and say "what does women want more? they take most of our jobs, they are allowed to do many things we can't, and they can stay at home while we should work to support them! they have more than their rights.", well no dears, most women are oppressed, controlled, and brain washed by social norms and men in their lives. Try to be a woman for one day and you will know what I mean. Their minds are ruined enough to stand against their own kind side to side with the harasser.

The way kids are brought up defining a woman and a man the way they are defined is totally ruined! The way men are taught about women ans women about themselves should change. Society has to accept women as humans, they are natural being that have all the rights to live normal lives, just like men.

I'm not a men hater, I'm not anything other than a female who knows well the suffering that comes from harassment. All I ask for is some respect for me the rest of kind. We are more than just looks and bodies, we are souls and brains as well.

Story

I saw this story posted by a Facebook page and decided to share it:

There was a 40 year old lady who couldn't have a kid since she was married at age 24. She tried everything she could but the doctors told her that she was barren. Her husband left her after 16 years of trying. She became so stressed up and spent most of her free time in meditation classes, religious circles and around pets and children homes.

At age 43, she found a local 50 yr old man whom she fell in love with as the man was well known to having lost all his family in a tragic road accident 10 years ago and was always lonely and single. Fortunately against all odds the woman became pregnant and she became the happiest lady in the world. She inspired a lot of women all aver the village and her ex husband bought them a beach house for appreciation. They got a cute baby girl and named her Patience. The baby was the world to her and she even gave her a nice dog at age 3 whom the small girl loved so much.

One day the mother went to the grocery shop and left the baby girl with the dog in the sitting room. On returning from the shop, she found the Dog with blood all over his face and pieces of the Patience's clothes on its claws. The woman couldn't bear it. She immediately took a hoe that was loosely and started beating the dog mercilessly until the Dog died. She then stopped crying and followed the blood stains on the floor to the bedroom. Where she found the baby girl Patience smiling naked on the chair and a dead python snake on the floor. The Dog had killed the snake and thus rescued the baby from the snake.

MORAL OF THE STORY:
Don't always be fast to judge a book by the look of its cover no wonder the situation. God tests us in different ways and we should not fall short of his mercy and forgiveness.

Brené Brown: The power of vulnerability

An inspiring TED talk by Brené Brown talking about the power of vulnerabilities in human beings. Brené Brown studies human connection -- our ability to empathize, belong, love. In a poignant, funny talk, she shares a deep insight from her research, one that sent her on a personal quest to know herself as well as to understand humanity.