Maioush

Once upon a time, there lived a stupid owl.

Yes, yes, we all know that owls are supposed to be wise and intelligent. But Habeeleh, for that was the name of this particular owl, wasn’t. He was, by his own admission, stupid.

“I’m stupid,” said Habeeleh.

“Yes, I know,” replied his friend, as if from out of nowhere. “But I like you anyway.”

Habeeleh nearly jumped out of his feathers.

“Wh – wh – where did that voice come from?”

“I’m behind you! Just turn your head and look.”

Habeeleh moved his head to locate the voice, and suddenly realized that he’d turned it all the way round. Through three hundred and sixty degrees. And he hadn’t broken his neck either. How did that happen?

“Cool!” exclaimed Habeeleh. “Look! I can turn my head all the way round!”

“Yes, I know that too. I’ve been trying to tell you about it since you were little more than a fluffy owlet, but you were too stupid to take in the information,” said Habeeleh’s friend, clapping his wings together in relief.

Habeeleh was so thrilled to discover this new skill that he spent the next three nights just sitting on his favorite branch, spinning his head round and round. He did it again and again and again. Every time he performed a full rotation, Habeeleh would sigh with contentment.

“It’s great being stupid,” he thought to himself, “because you learn all these amazing secrets.”

Habeeleh spun his head one more time, then promptly fell asleep.

The End.

I’m leaving’ said The Fear, dragging his suitcase into the hallway.

‘Does this mean I will be fear-less?’ I asked.

‘Not quite’ said The Fear, ‘Apprehension has decided to stay’.

I smiled, wished The Fear well, and watched him nervously open my front door.

‘Maybe see you again’ he almost smiled, as he headed for the waiting taxi.

‘Maybe’ I said, not wishing to be rude. And then he was gone. I closed the door, took a deep breath, and smiled [apprehensively].

You will never reach the summit.
You will never chart the seas.
You will never soar with eagles.
Your cup will never overflow.
You’ll never touch the rainbow.
You’ll never scale the mountain.
The world will never find peace.
A great cure will never be found.
You will never touch the stars.

If you never dare to dream,

You will never be all that you can be.

You will never give voice to the poet,

give sight to the artist,

give life to the writer,

or give back to the world all

that it’s possible for you to return.

Never stop dreaming.

Never give up.

Always look up

and the stars will appear.

I enter the store and order my cheap-chocolate. The shopkeeper smiles briefly at me, before giving me my change: one five-dollars note and several coins. As I leave the shop, a huge gust of wind grabs the five-dollars note from my hand and throws it into the air. I chase the five-dollars note down the street. Eventually, it lands on the road. For fear of certain death, I do not rush out onto the road – instead, I wait until the hurtling cars have passed. 

After several anxious moments, it is safe for me to retrieve the five-dollars note. I pick it up. It is very badly torn. And so, without a moments hesitation, I return to the store and buy another bar of cheap-chocolate. The shopkeeper is quite clearly perplexed by my actions – but I do not care – the five-dollars note is clearly cursed and I do not wish to carry such karma in my pocket.

I’m not in a normal situation; something is wrong with me, so please t7amalooni while thinking loud in this post, I’m technically talking to myself today, trying to figure out what’s in my head.

For a week or so I’m not as patience as before, seriously!!! I’m known as the most patience person on planet earth, but at this point I don’t really know what to do.

Things are not working the way I want it to be, I’m trying to do something for almost 2 months now, but still no results, I started to freak out!!! Is it me? I don’t understand, am I doing something wrong? Seriously this matter is bothering me so much; it’s affecting everything I do, including my attitude with people!!

It’s not like I feel down or anything I’m not depressed, I mean I’m fine, actually I’ve been staying over at my uncle’s house with the twins, I’m having so much fun taking care of them, there are so cute mshalla, but I don’t know… I still feel something is missing, something is wrong, I feel like there is a heavy rock on my chest, even when I’m not thinking about it, walahi it even hurts when I laugh, I’m sure that I’m perfectly healthy, I just had my check up done, and doctor said everything is great, the results came out super, he was concerned about my weight (I’ve been loosing so much weight lately) but my blood test was very good, my blood pressure and blood sugar are so good, so it’s not physical.. lakan mali????

I get irritated easily, I cry easily, I’ve never been like that, people used to say anything you can imagine to me, and I’m totally fine, it’s not that I don’t care, bel3aks, I care a lot, and that’s why I don’t say anything, as long as they are happy, I learned through my life how to understand people, and treat them the way they want to be treated, as they say in Arabic (elli ma beeji ma3ak ta3a ma3o), that’s me, that’s the Mai I know.

But there is this new Mai, and I don’t like her at all, she has to leave me alone, I want her to take her stupid rock and leave, she is weak, panicky, silly, and not wise at all, I hate her!!!

You know what, that’s my next project, getting rid of this girl who is trying to take over me for the last couple of weeks, khalas Mai, enough is enough, get back to yourself, stop the stupidity, and go back to the sane Mai, I like that girl much more, and first step is to start praying regularly, I need to connect with god again, he is the only one who can help me, there is no better timing than this, since it’s gonna be Ramdan on Thursday (Ramdan mubarak to all of you, and allah yet2abbal ta3etkom).

I may never see your face,

share a smile,

Yet you have touched my

heart in ways that few people

have.

You have allowed me to “see”

you as not many do.

You have shared your thoughts,

your hopes, your fears, your

dreams and your heart’s desire

with me.

And you have listened patiently

as I have explored mine.

If it is hearts that bond us

as friends,

then no truer one can be

found elsewhere.

Thank you for sharing yourself

with me.

Thank you for being

my dear friend.

My computer is acting very strangely, very strangely indeed. I know there is probably a simple technical explanation for what I am about to tell you, but I have no idea what it might be. Needless to say, if anyone reading this does have an idea, please tell me.

Last night, before I went to bed, I played a few games (although I’m not that kind of person, but I was bored, and it was too hot to go out) on said computer. At that point, there were no other programs running. After I’d finished, I clicked the start button, then the shutdown button. At the same time as I pressed the latter, the most amazing thing happened. CELINE DION SANG TO ME.

I kid you not, Celine Dion really did start singing to me. She was singing “Titanic” and the actual words she sang were “Once more, you opened the door, and you …”, at which point she was cut off in her prime because the computer closed down. I sat there open-mouthed, I had absolutely no idea what was going on. I do have that song on my hard-drive, but I haven’t played it in ages, and I’d had none of my music players running yesterday. How could Celine just start singing to me like that?

This morning I switched on the computer and as my desktop appeared, so did Celine. This time she sang “Near, far, wherever you are” at me. She stopped there, at the point where all the icons appeared and the desktop was fully loaded. I decided to try rebooting to see what happened and this time she started singing when I hit the restart button – the same words exactly as she sang to me last night when I shut down.

WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?! As I said, I’m sure there’s a rational explanation for this (although I wouldn’t be saying that now if I didn’t have that song on my hard drive, I’d be calling Psychics Anonymous). And even if there is a rational explanation, could those words mean anything? Is someone from afar going to open a door to me? Is this a real door, or a metaphorical door?

You’ve got to admit, this is mighty peculiar. I’m not averse to a nice song, but Celine really shouldn’t start singing at people like that unannounced, it just isn’t right. If anyone else has experienced Celine Dion singing to them like this (or any other person), or if you have even the remotest inkling what this is all about, please let me know.

I did this zodiac quiz the other day and it gave me a Gemini personality, like so:

Now, this is quite interesting because I’m actually a Gemini (very much so) with Taurus rising and a large clump of planets in Libra. For those to whom it makes sense, I have all my planets in one half of my chart (houses 1-6) and an unaspected Sun. To those who can make no sense of this, read on …

The fact that I came out as a “Gemini personality” is interesting insofar as Gemini is on my Midheaven, which basically means I am most suited to careers associated with that sign, which in its very basic sense means I should follow a career which involves using words. Well, I have no argument with that.

I also have to admit that the description of me is spot-on, especially the last bit. I never finish anything. I have a box upstairs full of unfinished things. One thing the above description failed to mention was “You throw everything away”. It also failed to mention that sometimes I do strange things that don’t fit in with my personality at all, such as making clothing items with needles and balls of wool.

I have to admit that I’ve always got on with Gemini people. This is surprising though, as the majority of Air signs find other Air Signs too shallow. This isn’t meant to be insulting, it’s simply that some Air signs are very deep and other Air signs aren’t, they’re far more wysiwyg. Some other Air signs could never be described as wysiwyg. I have an Air sign friend and we’ve always clashed, because he simply can’t see beyond the surface of anything. It’s either black or it’s white, there are never any grey areas. My life consists of nothing but grey areas.

Any way.. I talked too much I want you to try it, it’s fun :)

Yesterday, my little brother lost a tooth at school. When it was time for bed he realised he’d forgotten to bring it home, so had to write a note to the Tooth Fairy. In the note, he said he would leave the tooth the following night and could he please have his money.

Today, he left the tooth at school again. When he went to bed he wrote another note, explaining the situation and promising to leave the tooth under his pillow tomorrow night.

He read the note out to me and I almost fell through the floor when he calmly said, “I’m sorry Tooth Fairy, I’m afraid it’s the F word again”. I braced myself for what might be to come … you can imagine my relief when he went on to say “Yes, I FORGOT it today as well”.