tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-142700952024-03-12T20:44:12.326-07:00TemetwirTemetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.comBlogger187125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-59825201215059483772008-01-14T15:40:00.001-08:002008-01-14T16:15:43.404-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ذا لاي ان اول اوف اس</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"The person you think you are, the person people think you are, the person you really are, and the person you want to be.<br />That's life pretty much summed up right there, and I'm here to do you a favour. In telling you that none of them exist. They're four parts to the simplest of complications that can have no function due to the unforgiving fact that they can never hold value to ever constitute variables added to equate a changing consequence accordingly. If they all did exist, that would make you a hypocrite. But if they don't exist, which take my word for it, they don't; then you're shit out of luck and wasting everybody's space and time.<br />Lovers? Husbands? Wives? Family? Friends? Sure, if that's what you want to call them. Reality would contend that, inside, they know just as well as you do that you're all merely in mutual agreement on not to call each other out on the lies you live by.<br />Consider. You had it all mixed up all these years. Enemies are indeed your best friends since they're the only reminder you recieve that you can't fool everybody with juggling between the four potentials. Way I see it, you don't hate your enemies because they don't like you. You hate your enemies because you can't have what they have: seeing you for who you really are: fractions of an unexisting entity. Challenging the sheer consideration of presence, let alone memories and experience.<br />There is nothing to be proven. It is already known. It's just a matter of how brutally honest one can really be with an imaginative oneself. Consider. The only reason you hold on to all your convictions of the validity and right of a single you, who and what you are, as if you are holding on to dear life, is because you are in fact holding on to dear life. Perspective-based, that is. Hence, reality is a notion that never actually realized in itself."<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-89660250428044491872007-12-03T01:52:00.000-08:002007-12-03T02:15:57.998-08:00<div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">غرووّنق أب أن-تايملي</span></span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Tip of the side of your eyes, to the border of the temple, there goes the first thing which sort of levels when you lose something. A curve of inclination retracts, and fades, a subdued hint of an approaching nose-dive-like parameter of your lips appears. Only thing separating it from a complete utter frown is the tension you have in the back of your jaw, stretching out your cheeks in a ghostly manner, yet still showcases the epitome of basic human emotions. Feeling loss is one thing you can both alter to what extent affects you, or to what consequence it ensues based on how you deal with it. But that's about all you can really do. With sharper eyes, perfect horizontal symmetry of the mouth blurring any attempt at smiles, a locked jaw to the lower set of your teeth, and a slightly more apparent slanted nose because you forget to take your breath every couple of seconds since you're too busy dwelling in memories. When you lose something, there's nothing you can do about looking the part. When you lose your mother, you are the fucking part.<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-5061147635467969182007-08-30T18:55:00.000-07:002007-08-30T20:24:20.099-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">المتر جم يطق؟</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Things that tend to get on my nerve and almost always get me into trouble when discussing. But then again that may be due to the fact that I don't dis-anything, and tend to do a lot of the cussing:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span> <ul><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">Self-claimed liberals iterating their disapproval of the activities held by self-claimed islamists that are directed at the youth (camps and what not). As they spend, you spend. And no, dinners 3ala sharaf eflaan ely tawah rad mn el3elaaj don't count, nor do the news conferences held as a reaction to something self-claimed islamists originally threw in the field begging you to hold a conference in reaction to. Conclusion: disapproving the outcome of what others initiate does not hinder the continuance of similar initiations in the future, nor does it undo the effect it has already founded for you to see and comment on in the outcome. Initiate something other than insisting on kissing the lady's cheek when you greet her eb jam3eyat elkhereejeen o enshala mako ela kel khair.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">A girl gaining extra points on the Hot or Not scale depending on the brands she's wearing, or the car she's driving. So I'm just gonna come out and say it since I'm sporting the 18+ icon up there on the screen: I don't get the attraction in wanting to fuck a Miu Miu bag, nor the behind of a new Maserati. What ever happened to being sort of an old school, more of a legs kinda guy.<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">People insisting on telling me things like: "carbohydrates are the reason why i'm not losing weight, so i cut them down from my diet" when we talk working out routines and nutrition; and then as an alternative to cutting down carbs, they order 20 chicken nuggets from Themanya o Thimaneen (peeling the skin off before eating, in their defense) with their reasoning being: "bet3alem dr 7sain dashti ya3ni?". Eeh wala ba3alma shlon ya3ni, khal yedig 3alay ..</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">The thesis: "ent e7mid rabik, 3ayish a7san 3eesha belkwait, kelshay metwafir lek fa lateg3ad te6la3ly eb sowalef demogra6eya o majlis ma majlis, khal ye7elona o neftak mara wa lel abad". Mofo, the one thing making us 'na7mid rabna ena 3aysheen belkwait' is whatever rights issued by default to yourself and I (as citizens or otherwise) in the constitution.Tabi talqi elmajlis, talqi eldistoor. Talqi eldistoor, talqi the rights given to you that make in turn enek 'ta7mid rabik' laish 3ayesh belkwait. *blank*<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">Idolizing politicians. Be it on the grounds of their long history in the field (read: a7mad ilse3doun), or their newly known stances on certain issues which happen to coincide with how you feel/think. In both short term and long, the only thing idolizing politicians will do is just weaken your arguments. Appreciate, but nothing more.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">Just as much: expressing unrelenting animosity and hostility towards the other politicians who bat for the other team (that came out wrong). Same reason as afore mentioned.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">Whining about the Kuwait stock exchange as lacking this or that, and only being suitable for eflaan o falantaan. All it is is incompetence on your part when it comes to understanding/researching the: what, when, and who. 3ashaw rab3 elsoug..<br /></span></li><li><span style="font-family:verdana;">You studied abroad, you graduated, you came back, and now you are stunned from the state your country is in. No harm done. But stop acknowledging the problems, and start addressing them. Otherwise, shut the fuck up if you can't initiate an argument without basing it on anything different than "ayam kent bamreeka ..", "lama kena bebrai6anya ..", "we7na shella eb faransa .."</span></li></ul><span style="font-family:verdana;">I conclude with saying something that has just occured to me o kelesh malah sheghel bely foug abad: new meaning can be added to one's understanding of guilt when one makes a baby cry. And new found purpose can be found in one's life when one makes a baby clap and sing (as far as 'singing' for a baby goes)<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-51116176968747210882007-04-01T16:11:00.000-07:002007-04-01T17:09:19.343-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span>سبعتعش ربيع الأول إن أدفانس<br /></span></span></div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A few days-early-a-post depending on the way I swing, but thought I would (share and) focus on this part of a poem I read just now nonetheless. Says a lot of things about a lot of things if you make the connection.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">البعض يزعم ان عيدك بدعة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ونفوسهم بقيامه لم تسعد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">والاحتفال به يعد تجاوزا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">وجوازه في الدين غير مؤكد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">حتى الزيارة لا يجوز أداؤها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">لك بل يتم أداؤها للمسجد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">هذا لعمري فعل كل مكابر</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ظهر الجفاء بنهجه المتجمد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">لولاه لم تك للمساجد حرمة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">أو أشرقت سبل الهدى لموحد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">لكنه الجهل المقيت لأنفس</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">جبلت على أغوار معدنها الصدي</span><br /></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">قصيدة للعم علي المتروك</span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Because this is a dear celebration and I would not mind bringing it home early, and since I admire the poet, here is the rest of the poem as published bel Qabas on April 2nd, 2007 with my own colouring (bedoon la 'a6alli3 bara') for an easier read and following of verse.</span><br /></div></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >قالت عرفتك للقريض مرددا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فعلام صمتك يوم عيد المولد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >إني عهدتك للقوافي مالكا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >تنساب بين يديك كالغصن الندي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ما غيرت منك الليالي خافقا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >شغفا بآل محمد ومحمد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فتعال ننشد يوم أشرق نوره</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فلكم يطيب به النشيد لمنشد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فالعيد لطف الله نحو عباده</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >بدر يضيء بنوره المتوقد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >العيد آيات تنور دربنا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ومبادئ غراء لم تستورد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >والعيد وحدانية وعبادة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);font-family:verdana;" >وبشارة للخاشعين السجد</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >إيه قوافي الشعر كيف لشاعر</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >أن يهتدي سبل المديح بمنجد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >والله جل جلاله أسرى به</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:verdana;" >وهو المشفع بالخلائق في غد<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" >فإذا صمت تهيبا عن مدحه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" >لعظيم هيبة مجده المتفرد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" >وإذا شدوت تيمنا وتبركا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" >لا مادحا في عيد مولد أحمد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" >حبي لآل المصطفى والمصطفى</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" >نهج أدين به وفيه تعبدي</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ولدته آمنة فضجت حولها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >الأملاك بالبشرى تروح وتغتدي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >أرخت عليه ستائرا قدسية</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >لتعده يوما لأنبل مقصد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >جاء المسيح مبشرا بقدومه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >والكون أشرق بانتظار الموعد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فتعال ننهل من صفاء معينه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >نبعا صفا رقراقه كالعسجد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >عم السرور بطاح مكة فارتدت</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ثوبا قشيبا مثله لم ترتد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;" >خمدت به النيران وازدهت الربا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">وعلا سناء فوق هام الفرقد</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ذاك اليتيم فلا نظير لمجده</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >بهداه كل بني الخليقة تهتدي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >وبنور طلعته ينير طريقها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فلطالما عاشت بليل سرمد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >كانت دياجير الظلام تلفهم</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >والجهل يغرقهم بليل أنكد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >لا الفكر يجمعهم ليحزم أمرهم</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ويقود ركبهم لرأي مرشد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >متخاصمون تذيبهم أحقادهم</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >كالنار يذكيها لهيب الموقد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >فإذا بهم بعد الهداية أمة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >تهفو إلى سبل العلا والسؤدد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >دانت لهم أمم وقامت دولة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >كانت بفضل الدين أعظم مرصد</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >البعض يزعم ان عيدك بدعة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ونفوسهم بقيامه لم تسعد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >والاحتفال به يعد تجاوزا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >وجوازه في الدين غير مؤكد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >حتى الزيارة لا يجوز أداؤها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >لك بل يتم أداؤها للمسجد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >هذا لعمري فعل كل مكابر</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >ظهر الجفاء بنهجه المتجمد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >لولاه لم تك للمساجد حرمة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >أو أشرقت سبل الهدى لموحد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >لكنه الجهل المقيت لأنفس</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >جبلت على أغوار معدنها الصدي<br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ta7therny abyaat elshaa3ir 7asaan Bn Thaabit:</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">أحسن منك لم تر قط عيني وخير منك لم تلد النساء</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">خلقت مبرأ من كل عيب كأنك قد خلقت كما تشاء </span><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></div></div></div></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-73764114299788941312007-03-22T18:11:00.000-07:002007-03-22T19:25:41.699-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">In So Many Words</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />"As has been learnt as of late, that indeed what does not live nor last for longer than a fraction of whatever words I may utter, echoes everlastingly in the now vast emptiness of your heart. For that, I am compelled to at last attempt at accepting blame for my actions foreknowingly aware that such will only deepen hurts long gone and worsen the chance for a truce in the future.<br />Thoughts best described as impure, and intentions far less evil if settled for being called dishonorable, that is what I commit myself to now to describe what I have had towards you. Not that you did not have your suspicions, but a man would like to think that he would go far further distances under the pretense of having led, than of having to follow. A love abused that which obviously has meant everything to you except for the one thing it meant to myself. Nothing. Even in my current state of being consciously attached to the history of who we are and under the liberty I have taken to guess the fondness you had thinking of what we were, I feel nothing. A little bit of shame, perhaps. But not sorrow. A hint of compassion, of course. But not mercy. Fairest is to say things have been the same despite your absence. A dent forever engraved in my being is something which I assume to be for you of unfortune that I report has not occured. Scents, whispers, and touches have meant a lot more.<br />I believe a woman can go from undying love to absolute hate towards the one who she at a point in time sees clearly was never too fond of her for the same set of reasons she would have rather been appreciated for. With it, comes closure. For that, I write to you this letter sincerely believing that it is a much easier route taken than living with an unattended heart forever," I wrote her back.<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1169066890985086232007-01-17T12:07:00.000-08:002007-01-17T12:58:03.136-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">فريبيسنق</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />"To hell with all the poetry, and too bad for the self claimed trying to put into words a description of the explanation for the state they're in in attempt to sell it for anything but what it truly is; misery. Fuck everything and everyone in between. It's not that complicated nor is it even second to your personal declaration of the non satisfaction you don't get from rapidly extsinguishing the juice of and for your aging process from all the bullshit that got you addicted to living in the first place. Trust, loyalty, honesty deprived. Everyone who ever tried to capture its essence was instead desperately trying to account for all the things immediately lost upon the act of using the single most powerful, certainly most popular drug and excuse of all time. No one ever said it wasn't real. It's just taken for granted. Surely may indeed be a reason for a lot of things that make you feel the world just stopped spinning, taking notice of your glee, that kodak moment only now it's frozen in thought in your drugged out mind for that passing shifting second. But it sure as hell is the one single undisputed reigning force making the planet turn round its axis pushing for all the things the world could do without. Love is freebasing life."<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1163923175450480572006-11-18T23:05:00.000-08:002006-11-19T00:06:21.556-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >واتس ان أه بلين</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />"Life's a lot like being on an airplane. You get to be seated in a shuffle if you don't make something happen for yourself in the form of a request via being connected at the counter. Think of it this way, whoever issues your boarding pass may just as well be those who issue your existence in the first place. I know. And who you sit next to is just as interesting as your chances of winning that new BMW KFC had on promotion - not quite. But the most striking thing about life and being on an airplane are the passengers in First Class. If you haven't been on first class, then that just proves my point - some people made it. Some people didn't. Most even won't. Upon landing at our destination, and if I'm flying First Class, I can take 30 minutes to ponder over the question of whether I should make the decision of finishing this rant, or having the mindless courtesy of stopping and getting up to pack my laptop and bag and leave. For all the sad pricks in Traveller, they just have to wait. They "can't touch this".<br />If I decide I wanted to take a picture with the stewardess with the nice ass I've been eyeing all trip long just as the plane halts, what can the people in Traveller even do when they don't even know? There's a lot of symbolism in being on a plane, I'll say. Sitting by the aisle, or sitting by the window. What's better. For one thing, if this is Business we're talking about, then it doesn't really matter. People with money to spare tend to kick it off fairly well. So one idiot wouldn't mind budging for the other idiot to pass from or to the aisle. But if you're stuck with crying babies and toddlers who think it's cute that they run up and down, then you're fucked at being on the aisle. Except.<br />Except if you're one of those guys with arms the size of melons. Being on a plane, or trodding down the journey of life, you're still going to get noticed. People apologize when they bump into you, girls bump into you on purpose, guys try to bump into you to redeem their self esteem. Yeah. Some goes for if you're one of those tiny-waisted, long-legged, wide-eyed young ladies. With emphasis on young. Not so much the other parts.<br />Then again, everybody gets screwed on the plane just as everybody gets screwed in life. Cabin pressure knows no ticket bearer. Food doesn't taste better the nearer you sit to the front exit. Flight delays happen. In the end, everybody's got to be working for somebody, right?<br />If you really put your mind to it, planes are the devil. You make the decision you want to get on one, but you can't turn around if you change your mind. You don't choose what you want when you want it. You just take what's given. No matter how much some airliners try to give you the illusion of choice, you're still bound to the number of choices they decided you were worthy of being given. Where you take yourself in life is the same as where you decide to go on a plane. People around you change accordingly, and so do the people who serve you. It's a done deal, really. You just don't know it yet because you haven't come to the conviction that you're in the possession of a one-way ticket either way you look at it."<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1162933191326376092006-11-07T12:55:00.000-08:002006-11-07T12:59:51.603-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />ألــِـف<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">ألــِـف نقطة<br /><br /></span></span></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1162528665605581042006-11-02T19:22:00.000-08:002006-11-02T20:59:02.180-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >تكرار</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">She tipped her neck making her way into the walk-in closet, unattaching her right earring and hopping to kick off one of her heels. She caught her reflection in the mirror under the dimmed lighting, and stared hard at the beautiful but angry woman. For the third time in under six minutes, she took out her mobile phone to check if her husband has called. But he didn't. Making it officially the sixth month she has not been in contact with her so-called husband for. Her thoughts halted when she heard the cry of her three month old baby coming from the bedroom.<br /><br />She held up her tiny little boy and rubbed his back as she rocked him gently on her shoulder. Sitting down on the side of her bed, she drifted in thought to seven months ago. Her body heated up, and she felt a need for a gush of fresh air, but instead she rocked her neck to move her long hair to one side and rested her son in a way she could smell him. The boy was silent again, and she told herself that he knew she too was one who needed to be taken care of. She knew that no matter what happened, her son would never grow up to be like a certain him.<br /><br />"Why don't you go fuck yourself you ignorant son of a bitch", she heard herself scream in her head eight months ago. She wasn't exactly sure at the time if she was insulted, or if she was hurt. But for her husband to tell her that she should be grateful that he "made it possible that a Kuwaiti citizenship be issued" for her just because he did not want his son to have a "Palestinian" mother was something she never thought could be said, let alone it being said, then again let alone being directed to her. It dawned on her that very moment, she now remembered, that the man she once loved could see her and indeed saw her as everything but a wife. Her body tensed up and she felt trapped inside her skin, trapped in her mind since there has not been much 'lately' she could even begin to think about without making her feel she was about to kill somebody. Until she looked at her beautiful tiny boy, or 'heard' him sleep.<br /><br />Their, or better yet, her son's birth, she thought, would change everything. At the hospital, she would tell herself that any second now her husband would barge in and apologize, tell her how he never meant anything hurtful he said; and how she would instantly forgive him because she too believed in her heart that he never could have meant to hurt her. Unfortunately, it didn't exactly play out like that.<br /><br />Having spent two nights at her mother's without any news of the newly decorated "Bo Jasim", she found no other solution but to speak to her "Kuwaiti" uncles, since she insisted that her younger brother be not involved in any way that could make him "be" in trouble for doing this or saying that 'to a Kuwaiti' man. But to no avail. She felt as if her so-called husband did nothing but fuck her, not so literally and literally alike.<br /><br />She rocked her son some more, and the more she trapped her son into her lock of arm and chest, the more she realized that she was not trapped in her skin nor her mind. She was just trapped. Period.<br /></span><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1162000954878228352006-10-27T18:37:00.000-07:002006-10-27T19:08:18.780-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">A Series of Unfortunate Events</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />The body rised from the ground, facing down, the arms reclined in harmony with the shoulders and the hands assumed fist-position. The fresh scars sealed the skin perfectly woven as the face lift off from the curb. The fractured nose, the broken teeth, the dandling eye, all were flying back to where they parted. The feet were now straight, the back bent, and the pelvis clicked in mid-air announcing complete recovery.<br /><br />The cars on the street all rolled opposite to where they were supposed to, facing the right way nonetheless. The body flew backwards, the shoes retouching the flying pieces of glass as if magically attracting the pieces into forming a complete shield. The windshield glass locked the body half inside and half out. As the body flew back, a cut was unmade on the abdomen and the thighs, the right arm and the left eye. The blood as if disappeared into the body's skin, recolouring the hair back to jet black without a hint of red.<br /><br />The head pushed the neck back and the top of the shoulder hugged the seat. The hands gripped the wheel and the watch's steel casing unscratched from the wood on the dash. The hard smell of burnt rubber fainted, as the cars more slowly now rolled opposite to where they were supposed to.<br /><br />The wheel turned to the left, rapidly, to the right, faster, and to the left. The wrist squeaked as it was thrusted right then left then right, as if breaking loose and scratching the watch against the dash. The tires let go of the earth and regained life and depth. The foot let go of the brake pedal, springing up and on its way kicked the thigh with the wheel.<br /><br />The eyes noticed a flashy silver car flying backwards in mid-air returning to the other side of the road. The hands automatically unclutched the wheel, the curb unpainted the black skid of the tires as the car swerved from the middle lane to the right.<br /><br />He woke up back into a conscious existence and saw it all happen laid out in front of him.<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1160939143948262882006-10-15T11:34:00.000-07:002006-10-15T12:05:44.430-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ملوك الكلام .. كلام الملوك<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">النفس تبكي على الدنيا وقد علمت * أن السعادة فيها ترك ما فيها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">لا دار للمرء بعد الموت يسكنها * إلا التي كان قبل الموتِ بانيها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">فإن بناها بالخير طاب مسكنه * وإن بناها بشر خاب بانيها<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">أموالنا لذوي الميراث نجمعها * ودورنا لخراب الدهر نبنيها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">أين الملوك التي كانت مسلطنة * حتى سقاها بكأس الموت ساقيها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">فكم مدائنِ في الافاق قد بنيت * أمست خراباً وأفنى الموت أهليها</span><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">لا تركنن الى الدنيا وما فيها * فالموت لا شك يُفنينا ويُفنيها</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">لكل نفس وان كان على وجل * من المنـِية امال تقويها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">المرء يبسطها والدهر يقبضُها * والنفس تنشرها والموت يطويها</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">إنما المكارم أخلاق مطهرة * الدين أولها والعقل ثانيها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">والعلم ثالثها والحلم رابعها * والجود خامسها والفضل سادسها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">والبر سابعها والشكر ثامنها * والصبر تاسعها واللين باقيها</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">والنفس تعلم أني لا أصادقها * ولست أرشد إلا حين أعصيها</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">واعمل لدار ٍ غداً رضوان خازنها * والجار أحمد والرحمن ناشيها<br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">قصورها ذهب والمسك طينتها * والزعفران حشيش نابت فيها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">أنهارها لبن محض ومن عسل * والخمر يجري رحيقاً في مجاريها</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">والطير تجري على الأغصان عاكفةً * تسبح الله جهراً في مغانيها</span><br /></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">من يشتري الدار في الفردوس يعمرها * بركعة في ظلام الليل يحييها</span></span><br />ً<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">شعر للإمام أمير المؤمنين علي بن أبي طالب عليه السلام<br /><br /><br /></span></div></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1160693161819924172006-10-12T15:19:00.000-07:002006-10-13T06:19:08.883-07:00<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">جدث يطفو بالملايين وهي تدعو وا ضيعة الدين</span><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تَفكّر في عليٍ قد ترى فيه الأبابيلَ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >بسجيل غدت تُلقى وترمي الجيش والفيلَ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وتَلقى كبش إسماعيل على إبراهيمَ منزولا</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وعرشاً جاء في لحظٍ لبلقيس كما قيلَ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >نعم ذا حيدر وساقي الكوثر يد الجبارِ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وفي مسعاه وفي أضواه نجاة الساري</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >عجنا فيه وذبنا فيه بلا إجبارِ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" > فلا تصلينا به في المحشر جحيم النارِ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >هناك الأنبياء كانت بفضل الله في المحكم</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >بحرف لإسمه السامي لإعجاز غدت تُلهم</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >فمنهم أنعش الموتى ومن رب العلى كلّم</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ولكن ربنا أعطى علياً اسمه الأعظم</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >هو الكرار هو الأذكار هو الممتازُ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >هو الانذار هو الاعصار هو المجتازُ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >هو الايمان هو التبيان هو الاعجازُ</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >هو المرجان هو الريحان هو الانجازُ<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >للشاعر البحريني عبدالله القرمزي<br /><br /><br /></span></div></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1160278291206965232006-10-07T19:49:00.000-07:002006-10-07T20:31:31.630-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">ردّ قلبي</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />He motioned the car through the narrow street paved by either side with cars sideway-ingly facing the walls to the houses of their owners. He mumbled, practicing his lines and changing the tone to test what way would be best if this were a sales pitch. But he knew it wasn't. Yet he still mumbled and practiced the lines, seeking one that sounded just right.<br />Picking up his phone from the spotless and never used for what it was intended car ashtray, he dialled in the number of his friend. Six digits through, he decided to knowingly choose to press a "7" instead of a "6" for the last digit before calling because he knew that she was now in possession of this number. He knew so because she was his best friend's younger sister.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Shfeeha 3ad, kelha 'alo ha gowa Wlayyid, alo? Aasif hatha mo ragam Waleed? Ee hala wala Arwa, ana Maitham refeej Waleed. <span style="font-size:100%;">La ma3endi shay daag 3ala hal ragam, bas </span>abee atzawejich ya ekht el ..' </span>he told himself.<br />The first time Maitham saw Arwa was when he made his way through the gates of Kuwait Airport's arrivals, coming back from Spain after a trip with Waleed. This was seven months ago. And he never saw her ever since.<br />He told himself that he was blowing her image out of proportion, that he just has this idea, not this girl, in his head because he only saw her once. So he never could be serious about what his head told him when he drove, in the shower, before going to bed, waking up, having dinner, and most importanly, when he spent time with his best friend. Waleed.<br /><br />But since he spent time with Waleed - a lot of time - he was reassured that "Om Waleed's Household's Alumni" were all graduates of the highest standards. There was a reason why Waleed was Maitham's best friend. And now there was a reason why Maitham could not bear himself being Waleed's best friend.<br />The car rolled slowly to a stop. Maitham still had the "7" completing the phone number, and not Waleed's "6".<br />Maitham could swear this was the millionth time he had pressed this "7" in the past five months after knowing from Waleed that this number was now his sister's. Maitham could also swear this was the millionth time - and one - that he has come to his senses and decided not to call the "7" number, but the "6".<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Walla o wala tadry 3an hawa daarik, lo betgolaha 'ana Maitham refeej Waleed' betgolek 'o khair ya 6air, taby awage3lek?'</span> he told himself some more.<br /><br />Maitham questioned the procedure of it all. What does one do when one wants to marry one's best friend's younger sister. Does one talk to one's best friend's mother? Does one let one's mother talks to one's best friend's mother? Does one talk to one's best friend?<br /><br />Maitham figured that there were a lot of ones there. But he also came to this conclusion:<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">en kalamt el om, el esbay begolek 'laish ma kalamni ana, mo rayal eb 3aina?', o en kalamt el esbay, begolek 'o shako ent yayni ana, wain ahalek maykalmon ahalha - ely hom ahaly, wela ma tedil bait ahaly ya 7ath ahalek?'<br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span>He sometimes questioned if all this confusion was worth it. <span style="font-style: italic;">Banat eldeera ma ekhlesaw,</span> but then again not all banat il deera grew up in the same environment as he knew his best friend did.<br /><br />He deleted the "7" and inserted a "6" instead, calling the number straight away. Smiling to himself at the thought of actually blurting out a jokingly <span style="font-style: italic;">'hala yal niseeb, ana ta7at'</span>, he looked over at his side view mirror to see the approaching car near his. Waleed picked up as Maitham turned his head to make sure the approaching car could pass between his and the sideway-ingly parked cars facing the walls of the houses of their owners.<br />"Hala Maithemo, wainek?", came the familiar sound.<br />"Ta7at," Maitham managed to say as he was stunned at the sight of Arwa in the approaching car, now in front of him waiting for their garage door to open, "enzil ebser3a, o shouf etha waaldetik belbait. Omy tabee etkalemha."<br />"Inzain ya 7abeeb omik. Dish eldowaneya en6erny 3ala ma anzil, bas latsakir 3ala bab el garage ekhty betrid mn el jaam3a ba3ad shway."<br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1158770055146766412006-09-20T08:49:00.000-07:002006-09-20T09:40:04.470-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >قزران إيشماتوف</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "ssa7a" = motar amreeki 3alaih dabaat o baybaat ya36eek nes nagham, nes thakhama .. mn 3agadha eb headers 6ar el6air</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "zawaj ma3a elmowa3ada bel tamaluk" = tegolha lely ma3ak 3an eflana mn 3aammat elsha3b teshofha tawha naazla mn agda3ha motar gomar arba3ta3ash</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "ala wa ena elda3y ebn elda3y gad rakaza bayn ethnatayn" = elsog kela mertefi3 ela sahmek ma bain el3arth wel 6alab mafeh gair hal we7da el3ella 3ala galbek<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "la ya khawaat il galb" = shella eb range rover o ya 7abatha lo kan sport supercharged ye6awfonek ta3bir elshari3 beljabreya mn masafi6 el masyad laih el nady .. KEL YOM</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "sog eldar lel 7efay wel 7arameya" = sog elkwait lel awrag el maleya</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "bank el taflees wal id-haar" = bank el tasleef wal idekhaar</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "il moqaffala" = il mogfala (sharika mosaahema)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "wain ahl el nakhwa" = shsar 3ala elsafwa <- theba7t wa7ed mn elrabi3 feha</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "bait-ny wedkhal b galbe ya galbe baab, baab .. wekh6er eb rejlaik yasmar doob, doob" = alo?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "la ta7sabana al sha7ma fe man sha7maho 3athalo" = said to anyone who's bulking for the upcoming winter</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "elnaas magamaat" = tengal lel shella as to why you chose to sit in the front passenger seat</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "sheb l-itreek" = gaseb mal awal</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "saaaaaaaaaa-m3aikom, 3a6na wa7d steak" = mota3adidat il aghraath</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "kefaya kheda3 goleli weda3?" = reflexive response to hearing the word 'bas'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "ma7amad 7amaagy" = mestakwil</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "eesh dun thank saw" = you have to be there</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "mestebee7 el 7aal" = mesteree7 el baal</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "jareema fil 7ay ilhaady" = mota3adidat il estekhdaam</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- "wa hakatha" = said in 5 different tones, each tone gessa werwaaya</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">w eb haik khelsit el7ekaya<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1157277907475541492006-09-03T01:48:00.000-07:002006-09-03T03:05:07.800-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: verdana;">Temetwir: Her Majesty's Knight</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/eli.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/200/eli.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: italic;">'saach allah belkhair 3amity</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;">My recently acquired British accent does not shine, it seems, unless I am in a lecture or seminar. If I was addressing my professor, in that accent, and then turn to a friend sitting next to me, I code switch - phonologically speaking. It's not intentional or anything. And it doesn't matter since that's not the point.</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The British lexicon is what has stuck with me, it seems, at all times. That includes messaging on MSN with some of my friends. Il melag ely 'yesolfon' bel engalaizi lama 'yel3ebon intarnat' .. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">At any rate, I reckon since a number of my lovely readers noted out that my last installments on this space have been rather grim, I figured a lighthearted post for a change wouldn't hurt anyone, now would it.</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">So, here is a list of silly things I have said/written/done throughout the last year.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">1. greeting my mother on the phone: "'alaw mum!"</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">2. at the dry cleaners: 'say again love?', and yes, I do point to my (left) ear</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">3. for whenever I say 'teslam' bel Kuwait: I say "chairz", and yes, sometimes I give a thumbs up</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">4. in lecture/seminar, lean back, support my chin up with the side of my middle finger, and have the finger 'you point with' (madre shesamona) across my lips.. not "over", "across", thumb is on jaw.. you're trying it out aren't you?</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">5. use "sod off" instead of .. you know</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">6. write: 'oy!' when i message my brother on msn and a few other lads</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">7. said to cousin when he started bashing me for ignoring his messages: who took the jam outta your doughnut?</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">8. "AAW BALOWX".. many, many times</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">9. 'me mate' ya3ni "wa7ed mn elrabi3", bit specific</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">10. one of the lads ya3ni "wa7ed mn el shabab", more general</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">11. ridiculous instead of 'ayshay'</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">12. 'stop being such a ninny' for "ta7acha 3adil larrrenik 3ala 3ainek al7en"</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">13. highly unlikely instead of 'don't think so'</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">14. frequent usage of: 'silly', 'jolly good', 'aces' and 'utterly'</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">15. ending with tag questions, goes without saying 6ab3an</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">16. press on my lips to force a small grin .. depending on different circumstances</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">17. tilt my head when eating a sandwich .. which btw is the british thing to do anyway, eat sandwiches instead of "snacking", i guess? but the head tilting is just the jam on the doughnut</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">18. say 'behaviour' a lot, to describe many things .. speech, acts or commenting on tales</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">19. "be a dear and .." bedal ma3alaik/ch amer</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">20. say marvelous, brilliant and gorgeous</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">And other atrocities of a smiliar nature. </span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1157043479119731172006-08-31T09:05:00.000-07:002006-08-31T10:51:39.413-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >Mother to Son</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Couple of verses from a poem that capture how a mother would plead to her son for being forgotten although she brought him to life. Also presented is the tie between mother and son, that even "in death", a mother feels for her son and mourns him - asking why no one seems to sympathize with her.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >الزمن انت زمانه والمكان انت مكانه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا علي يابني انا أمك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >قلبي ما بطّل حنانه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تعرف الأم وقلبها، تدري قلبي شلّي عانى؟</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا علي رنّت بروحي أجراسك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >قلبي واحساسي مع احساسك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >الكعبة انشقت لأول أنفاسك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >جم ألف كعبة انشقت براسك</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >الله واشلون إتوَدّع</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >والوجود انت كيانه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا علي يابني وداعك </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >زلزل أركان الديانة</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >جيتك الليلة يا جبل يابني</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وكأني من فوقك الزمن ذبني</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >جم وأنا بقبري عليك أمل أبني</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >دولبت دهرك ودهري دولبني</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >أنا الي ماحد عرف وجدي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وشلّي شلته بجبدي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وجان الدنيا مفجوعة</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ترا كل الوجع عندي</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >لولا إني متّ قبلك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ولولا إنك رحت بعدي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تواريخ الحزن كلها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ما شافت في الحزن قدّي</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >أنا المنسية .. علّي الي فيًّ</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >أنا الي عافوني</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ما جنك مني، ولا جنك ابني ونور عيوني</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >على أحوالك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يمر مصابك.. ولا يذكروني</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ما جني جذورك ودماي بحورك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ودمك غصوني</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >أنا يا علي أمك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >جيت أمسح لك دمك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وقبل ما تظمك الغبرا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >لفيتك بحضني أظمّك</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >القبر الي جمع جسمي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >شهق .. كل منيّته يلمّك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ولو ان الموت يفرقنا</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تظل يمي وأنا يمّك</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >رد لي مسامعي تسمعك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >خيالي يا غالي باودعك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يابني عليك الدمع مسفوح</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >قبل المصيبة كنت انا أنوح</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يوم الي تخيّلتك مطبّر</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >للوالدة ما سكنت الروح<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >من يوم الذي راح<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وانا قلبي نوّاح</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تتوزع على موتي حياتي<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يوم الي حان حينك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >جمع دهري بينك..<br />جنها توّها ميتة أمنياتي</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >نهاية يابوالحسن انت لي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ذهلتني مصيبتك يا علي</span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span>للي استيعابه مو ذاك الزود، الكلام بلسان حال السيدة فاطمة بنت أسد عليها السلام<br /><br /></span></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1156294372486648212006-08-22T17:01:00.001-07:002006-08-23T03:25:17.566-07:00<div style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"><font><font><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">ثاني يوم دوام</span></span><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><font><br />"<span style="font-size:100%;">Yala, rawna sha6artek", told Theraar Marzoug. Theraar looked over his shoulder to meet a pair of gloves extended in Marzoug's hands. Taking them, he looked back straight ahead to the car. But he was distracted by the two police cars in the corner of his right eye, silently the flashes turned, round and round they went, blinding him with the red and blue laser. He directed his gaze to the parked BMW 6 series coupe. He saw the what looked to be a man's head tilted to the side, resting on the window. He wondered if the sight itself was surreal, or if it was the silent yet filled with flashing lights ambiance that got to him.<br /><br />He slapped the two gloves on his hand as he walked slowly towards the BMW, covering his forehead and looking towards the police cars. He motioned with his fingers, turning his wrist round a few times, to the four police officers looking over from a distance. Two of them hurried back to their cars, and in a second all the red and blue was gone. Both patrols now had their high beams directed towards Theraar.<br /><br />He tightened his lips and licked them anxiously as he walked round the BMW, looking down at the street and checking under the body from time to time. His eyes met the open eyes of the young male driver as he was making his turn across the hood. He came to the door handle to the driver's side, and pulled it gently open. The young male's body slided with the gapping of the door, falling into Theraar's extended arm. He mumbled a few words, and gently pushed the body back into the seat and immediately reached for the young man's wrist.<br />He continued to mumble a few words as he saw the infamous needle stuck in the young man's arm. He looked up to the grey eyes of his peer. Reaching his hand in his left pocket, he gently positioned the arm on the thigh of the seated body as he extracted a pair of plastic cases. He stood up, and nodded towards Marzoug as he was opening the cases and fllling them with his hand. Marzoug was just closing the Ambulance's rear door and was now making his way towards his new to the job friend.<br /><br />"Ma sheft shay ba3dik 7aboob", said Marzoug casually, patting Theraar's back at his arrival. Theraar silently reached for his peer's forehead and drew his hand downwards slowly closing the dead man's open eyes.<br /></span><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1155881654940756632006-08-17T22:40:00.000-07:002006-08-17T23:18:39.506-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(Not) In So Many Words</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />"And so it seems, once proven and forever, that promises do indeed last forever - not in the heads of those who promised but in the hearts to whom promises were made. Indeed, the more I loved you, the more you didn't care.<br />Why? That which I have given, I gave not out of kindness nor for my love to you, but for my belief that to you I belong and with me all that I give is yours by default. You have shown me that the faster I see myself falling down, the further the ground escapes, refusing to accept the chance of being accused that it was she, the ground, that killed me. So I fall. But I don't stop falling. Until then, I am yours. Sometimes, it all makes sense. Sometimes, when I think about it, not so much. I tell myself I am accepting of what you have done, but that would make us both just as guilty. Guilty because we have both violated the same thing. Me, rising to the stooping down of our level. All those words you said, it wasn't about the words. I believed them for your voice. All the places you touched me, it wasn't about the touches. I felt them for it were your hands around me. Everytime I remember, or everytime I try, fail, for I insist on forgetting the words and the touches and only long for your voice and your hands. What is it that is so right about you that makes me more wrong. Why am I addicted. I am not dependent. I know it. I am addicted. You know it. But why, you cannot tell for you do not know. Or so it seems. Because I think you, too, are addicted. You are addicted to your voice and to your hands, because, quite obviously, you seem to choose not to settle for anything else, regardless of how similar, to replace them. Tell me why. No, explain to me how. How did you become so vain. The more I break, the stronger you gather - only to break me some more. Stronger. Still falling for the ground escapes further since now I am falling even faster. And behind that door, I last. With you pressed against me although I am not there. Taking what is yours and me loving the hating for the loving of my hating for my accepatnce to give. No, to return. What is yours. Me. Still I want to apologize. For whatever I am returning of me. Broken," she wrote to me.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1155512776906654192006-08-13T15:49:00.000-07:002006-08-13T16:58:06.263-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">راح أموت صغير</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />"It's time to do all we can to destroy as much as we can of the infrastructure in the next 12 or 13 hours, and then we'll see what is next," former prime minister Ehud Barak told CNN.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Mashallah, see everyone? I always knew Barak was an angel sent from the heavens above. 3ayazt wana akteb bel Wa6an bel saf7a il akheera / 3ayazt wana ansherr fi saf7at il magalaat bel Qabas to promote this fact.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">How could he not be? He's an ex-PM of the zionist regime. Kelllllll wa7id fehom asna3 mn el thaany ba3ad 3omri. They are just defending their "country".</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Anyway, before I tell everyone to f... orget it.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here is the text of the <a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://newsinfo.inq7.net/breakingnews/world/view_article.php?article_id=14873">UNSCR 1701</a>. Knock yourselves out.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I'm a linguist, so that makes me two things. One: boring. Two: picky on any written text, and any heard conversation.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">E.g.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"[the violence] caused hundreds of deaths and injuries on both sides, extensive damage to civilian infrastructure and hundreds of thousands of <span style="font-style: italic;">internally displaced persons</span>"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">internally displaced? Wel ~1,000,000 Lebanese externally-displaced?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"Hello? What's that now? Oh. No, sorry. I don't think so. No, I don't think any of them were Jews. Yes, yes. Indeed. Yes sir, Mr President. I will go fuck myself. What's that? Oh okay, sure. We'll ALL go fuck ourselves. Come again? Not all of us? Yes, sure, with the exception of the Arab leaders. My bad, yes, so-called leaders. Inshala mawlaana, a7sant yejzaak bel jannah wild 3amy."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Exhibit A:<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">"encouraging the efforts aimed at urgently <span style="font-style: italic;">settling the issue </span>of the Lebanese prisoners <span style="font-style: italic;">detained</span> in Israel"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >Exhibit B:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"emphasizing the need to address urgently the causes that have given rise to the current crisis, including by the <span style="font-style: italic;">unconditional release</span> of the <span style="font-style: italic;">abducted </span>Israeli soldiers"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Did you get it, or should I get the President on the phone 3alashan yetarjem lekom what that means again?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ba3dain ta3al ya mama, haak ragmy ent bas deg 3alay o ana eb nafsi will "address the causes that have given rise to the current crisis".</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Look in your blood(y) archives, Mr Secretary General. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" >Pussy</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">And also, just because I'm a Care Bear - or Carebear, or care-bear .. hmm, I'm an Arab - so if I wanted to follow the example of my "leaders" I would have to obssess with this stuff. This is all that concerns me. You know what? I'm going to New York to check how to write it. But first, I'll have to fight with my fellow Arabs on who gets on the plane.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Enzain,, because I care, here is something (not)worthy of sharing:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"Calls for a full <span style="font-style: italic;">cessation of hostilities</span> based upon, <span style="font-style: italic;">in particular,</span> the immediate cessation by Hezbollah of all <span style="font-style: italic;">attacks </span>and the immediate cessation by Israel of all <span style="font-style: italic;">offensive military operations</span>"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In particular <-</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hizbollah attacks <-</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Israeli offensive military operations <-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Maby a7alif, but I have NO DOUBT IN MY MIND WHATSOEVER that someone in the room where this resolution was put together has raised their hand, and asked: "should we write down '<span style="font-style: italic;">Israeli defensive military operations</span>', or would that be over-killing it?'<br /><br /></span>*Silence*<br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">That is all. Let's just say that my imaginery phonecall with Mr President makes a lot more sense, and is a lot more worthy to "live by" than the UNSCR 1701.<br /><br />PS: If you had Olmert's mobile number right now, what would you write to him in an SMS? Regarding his three set goals. Me? I would write: "6ab winnaby ma tegee enkannkin ya Yehud .. ? :)"<br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1154664080955904132006-08-03T20:35:00.000-07:002006-08-03T21:13:23.240-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">May 17th, 2006</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I make my way out the door of our house - what's left of it at least. The house, not the door. I'm going to the hospital just under a kilometer away. I'm thinking I'd really appreciate it if the guys who are usually there would give me a break this time round. The time is 4 in the am and I've already missed prayer at the mosque - which is 2 kilometers away. That's why I'm going to the hospital. For the water to wash before prayer. I'm not using the sand today to get ready for prayer because I'm sick and tired of lying to my mother about why the water isn't running. I always tell her that I always reach the hopsital - who are supplying us - and they promise me that it is fixed now. Truth is, I don't even go to the hospital. You would know why if you ever come across those guys who are between my house and the hopsital. They are usually the worst after noon prayer. They look really angry at my uncle every time.<br />Anyway, now I reach them. They're a group of five. Okay two more just came from around the truck. Seven guys all strapped with identical helmets and who, later in the morning, when I make the trip back, usually have the same sunglasses. For some reason, they all have the number 5 - in Arabic - written on the sides of those glasses. Some come with blue lenses, some with silver; I think they're cool. But I never stole from those guys, I only steal from the guys who are behind the mosque. There. I'm pointing to my left now, to tell you where the mosque is. Wait. One of the guys is calling out for me, he's signalling his way. I'm making my way towards him. "Where you off to?" I'm looking to my right, my left, and I look back, I'm not sure if he's talking to me because his helmet is covering his eyes and I can't see where he's looking.<br />He's leaning down, kneeling to his knee, and I think he's patting my head. I get really nervous, sometimes, I do it in my pants. I hate that when it happens, because I would have to wait for 7asaan at the hospital - he usually goes at night. He runs the water and washes my pants. I also hate it because 7asaan says I have to go again and pray because my prayer the first time will not be accepted. I believe him.<br />"Hiya son, what's your name?"<br />I'm shrugging to tell this guy that I really don't know what he's saying. "Ismaq? Ismaq?". I hear laughter, so I turn my head to see across his shoulder and see the guys who are dressed just like him standing on the big truck and laughing. I look down my pants to check if they're laughing at me, but they're not because I haven't done anything. The guy kneeling in front of me is patting on my head "Go on now, go on." As he gets up, I notice the flag on his right hand sleeve. I remember this flag from 3 years ago. A nice man gave me a big one when my mother told him it was my ninth birthday. It has blue, red, and white. I think it looks okay, but I think the Iraqi flag is much nicer.<br />I am now just crossing the truck. "BO!". I hear louder laughter. I look to my right, I'm still walking, and see this big guy pointing at me and laughing, "did you see that scared little rat? BO!" I am not sure if I am in trouble. Again. Maybe the guys behind the mosque told them I stole a bar of chocolate from the box they had in their truck. I think that's why they look angrily at my uncle everytime. Maybe because they know he doesn't punish me for stealing the chocoalte.<br />I'm walking, I don't want to run because I'm afraid they will use those guns. Right there, they don't have them out now. Except that one, he has it strapped around his shoulder. I'm afraid of that one, I'm now across the truck. I look back and the guy with the gun on his shoulder is looking at me. I'm waving to him but he doesn't do anything. Maybe he's just making sure I don't get the chocolate bar out of my pocket now. Maybe he knows I stole it and that's why he has the gun, and why they were laughing, and why that big guy said bo.<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1154308637843967562006-07-30T16:09:00.000-07:002006-07-30T20:49:56.126-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >طيور الجنة .. يا علي</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">قالوا يا علي اركد.. وفكـّر<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">لا تخلي العاطفة.. تحدد لك مسار</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">قلت الصراحة، موقفكم يحيّر</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">لاني مفرق غموضه عن وضوحه</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">كيف تقولون بالعقل وتعنون انكسار؟<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">لأن المنظر الي أنا شفته</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">عقلي قبل قلبي ينوحه<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">قتل للأبريا .. وظلم سايد</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">وبلدة بدمار<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">قالوا يا علي اخلص علينا بمرادك</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">علمنا ايش الي برايك لازم انه يصير؟<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">قلت ولو لي راي</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">فالراي عمره ما يصنع قرار</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">والكلام بطول الكلام دون الفعل ما يغير مصير</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">قلت .. عساكر ودبابات</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ومن فوقهم طيارة تطير<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">تخصصوا في هجمة دنيئة</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">بالحقد والوقاحة تدار<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">ذبح للطفل الصغير وتشريد للشيخ الكبير<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">حرب ..هي شاملة</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />ما كان يوم فيها على حزب الله اقتصار<br /><br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">مدن وقرى .. صفـت مبانيها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ما غير ريحة الموت غدت فيها تفوح</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">وما من أحد بقى من أهاليها</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">غير ذاك الأبو على بنته يبكي</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">وذاك الولد على صدر أمه ينوح</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">رغم هذا تقولون يا علي لا تنخدع بالعواطف</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">والله احترت</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">ولا أدري أي عاطفة تقصدون<br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">فإن كانت وقفتي مع الإسلام تجعلني بسيط ..<br /></span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">متخلف.. ومتأخر قرون</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">بالنهاية، على الأقل، عارف أنا من أكون</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">ما أقول الا..<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">ما أتعس الحضارة الي لها تنشدون<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;">ان كانت الحضارة تقاس بمستوى الانحدار</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">فيا زين الجهل</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">ان كان مقياسه بالصمود</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />ما أتعس من الوطنية لا غدت ذريعة للفرار</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />ويا حيف على مسلم رجّح كف اليهود</span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/1_635579_1_34.jpg"><br /></a></div></div><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/1_635595_1_23.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/320/1_635595_1_23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">I wonder what her name was .. </span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/1_635592_1_34.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/320/1_635592_1_34.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">I wonder how old she was ..</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/1_635589_1_34.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/320/1_635589_1_34.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">I wonder what her parents kept telling her all through the last twenty days ..</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/1_635585_1_23.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/320/1_635585_1_23.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Can't think ..</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/1_635579_1_34.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/320/1_635579_1_34.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">I wonder who has been </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >doing</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >anything</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> about this for the last several, several years and years ..</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">No, tell you what. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I wonder who has </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >known/cared </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">about any of this for the last several, several, years and years .. Oh ok, il erhabiyeen ma yen3adoun?<br /><br /><br /></span>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1154017115865392502006-07-27T08:37:00.000-07:002006-07-27T09:26:05.750-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >JUST READ</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I stole the idea of posting some poetry from <a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://q8diary.blogspot.com/">Fizoqra6y</a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"> </span>and <a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://2arfana.blogspot.com/">Arfana</a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">. </span>Please read both their latest posts <a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://q8diary.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_27.html">here</a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"> </span>and <a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://2arfana.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html">here</a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);">.</span><br />The second poem pasted here is also taken from Fizoqra6y's comment on Arfana's space.<br />Ya3ni il zibda, you have 4 poems <span style="font-style: italic;">you have </span>to read. Three of which are for Nazaar Gabaani.<br /><br />The first here talks about the Gana massacre in 1996. But it just as well goes for what I am going to call the "Lebanon massacre 2006".</span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >راشيل.. وأخواتها<br /><br /></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;" align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وجهُ<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> قانا</span>.. <span dir="ltr"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"> شاحبٌ كما وجهُ يسوع <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وهواءُ البحرِ في نيسانَ، <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">أمطارُ دماءٍ ودموع...<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">دخلوا<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> قانا </span>على أجسادِنا <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">يرفعونَ العلمَ النازيَّ في أرضِ الجنوب ْ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ويعيدونَ فصولَ المحرقة.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">هتلرٌ أحرقهم في غرفِ الغاز ِ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وجاؤوا بعدهُ كي يحرقونا <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">هتلرٌ هجّرهم من شرقِ أوروبا <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وهم من أرضِنا هجّرونا <o:p> </o:p></span> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">هتلرٌ لم يجدِ الوقتَ لكي يمحقَهمْ </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ويريحَ الأرضَ منهم.. </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"> فأتوا من بعدهِ كي يمحقونا!!</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">دخلوا قانا كأفواجِ ذئابٍ جائعة..</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">يشعلونَ النّار في بيتِ المسيح <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ويدوسونَ على ثوبِ الحسين <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وعلى أرضِ الجنوب الغالية..<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">قصفوا</span> الحنطةَ والزيتونَ والتبغَ، <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وأصواتَ البلابل...</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">قصفوا</span> قدموسَ في مركبهِ.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">قصفوا </span>البحرَ وأسرابَ النوارس.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">قصفوا</span> حتى المشافي والنساءَ المرضعات <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وتلاميذَ المدارس. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">قصفوا سحرَ الجنوبيّات <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">واغتالوا بساتينَ العيونِ العسلية!<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">... ورأينا الدمعَ في جفنِ عليٍّ</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وسمعنا صوتهُ وهوَ يصلّي <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">تحت أمطارِ سماءٍ دامية..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">كشفت قانا الستائر... <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ورأينا أمريكا ترتدي معطفَ حاخامٍ يهوديٍّ عتيق <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وتقودُ المجزرة..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">تطلقُ النارَ على أطفالنا<span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">دونَ سبب</span>.</span>. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وعلى زوجاتنا <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">دونَ سبب</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وعلى أشجارنا <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">دونَ سبب</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وعلى أفكارنا<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"> دونَ سبب</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">فهل الدستورُ في سيّدة العالم.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">بالعبريِّ مكتوبٌ لإذلالِ العرب؟؟</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">هل على كلِّ رئيسٍ حاكمٍ في أمريكا..</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">إذا أرادَ الفوزَ في حلمِ الرئاسةِ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">قتلَنا، نحنُ العرب؟؟</span><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"> انتظرنا <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">عربياً</span> واحداً <o:p> </o:p> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">يسحبُ الخنجرَ من رقبتنا.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">انتظرنا هاشمياً واحداً.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">انتظرنا قُرشياًَ واحداً.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">دونكشوتاًَ واحداً.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">قبضاياً واحداً لم يقطعوا شاربهُ.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">انتظرنا خالداً أو طارقاً أو عنتره.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">فأكلنا ثرثره... وشربنا ثرثره..</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">أرسلوا فاكساً إلينا.. استلمنا نصَّهُ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">بعدَ تقديمِ التعازي.. وانتهاءِ المجزرة!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">ما الذي تخشاهُ إسرائيلُ من صرخاتنا؟</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما الذي تخشاهُ من "فاكساتنا"؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">فجهادُ "الفاكسِ" من أبسطِ أنواعِ الجهاد.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">هوَ نصٌّ واحدٌ نكتبهُ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">لجميعِ الشهداءِ الراحلين <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وجميع الشهداءِ القادمين..!<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما الذي تخشاهُ إسرائيلُ من ابن المقفّع؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وجريرٍ.. والفرزدق..؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ومن الخنساءِ تلقي شعرها عند بابِ المقبره..</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما الذي تخشاهُ من حرقِ الإطارات..؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وتوقيعِ البيانات؟ وتحطيمِ المتاجر؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وهي تدري أننا لم نكُن يوماً ملوكَ الحربِ.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">بل كنّا ملوكَ الثرثرة..<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما الذي تخشاهُ من قرقعةِ الطبلِ.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ومن شقِّ الملاءات.. ومن لطمِ الخدود؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما الذي تخشاهُ من أخبارِ عادٍ وثمود؟؟</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">نحنُ في غيبوبةٍ قوميةٍ</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما استلمنا منذُ أيامِ الفتوحاتِ بريداً..<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">نحنُ شعبٌ من عجين <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">كلّما تزدادُ إسرائيلُ إرهاباً وقتلاً <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">نحنُ نزدادُ ارتخاءً.. وبرودا..</span><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وطنٌ يزدادُ ضيقاً <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"> لغةٌ قطريةٌ تزدادُ قبحاً <o:p> </o:p> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وحدةٌ خضراءُ تزداد انفصالاً <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">شجرٌ يزدادُ في الصّيف قعوداً.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وحدودٌ كلّما شاءَ الهوى تمحو حدودا..!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">كيفَ إسرائيلُ لا تذبحنا؟</span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">كيفَ لا تلغي هشاماً، وزياداً، والرشيدا؟ <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وبنو تغلبَ مشغولون في نسوانهم... <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وبنو مازنَ مشغولونَ في غلمانهم.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">وبنو هاشمَ يرمونَ السّراويلَ على أقدامها.. <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p> </o:p> </span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ويبيحونَ شِفاهاً ونهودا؟؟!<span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span> <span lang="AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">ما الذي تخشاهُ إسرائيلُ من بعضِ العربْ... <o:p> </o:p></span> </p> <p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"> <span style="font-size:130%;">بعدما صاروا يهودا؟</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" dir="rtl" style="direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;" >Now, go back. Read it again.<br />Here is the poem which I took from Fizoqra6y's comment. It's called..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" ><b>السيمفونية الجنوبية الخامسة</b></span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >سميتكَ الجنوب</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا لابساً عباءةَ الحسين</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وشمسَ كربلاء</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا شجرَ الوردِ الذي يحترفُ الفداء</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا ثورةَ الأرضِ التقت بثورةِ السماء</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا جسداً يطلعُ من ترابهِ</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >قمحٌ وأنبياء </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميّتُك الجنوب</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا قمر الحُزن الذي يطلعُ ليلاً من عيونِ فاطمة</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا سفنَ الصيدِ التي تحترفُ المقاومة..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا كتب الشعر التي تحترف المقاومة..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا ضفدع النهر الذي</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يقرأ طولَ الليلِ سورةَ المقاومة</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الجنوب..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الشمعَ الذي يضاءُ في الكنائس</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الحناء في أصابع العرائس</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الشعرَ البطوليَ الذي</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يحفظه الأطفالُ في المدارس</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الأقلامَ والدفاترَ الوردية</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الرصاصَ في أزقةِ "النبطية"</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك النشور والقيامة</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الصيفَ الذي تحملهُ</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >في ريشها الحمامة</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الجنوب</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك النوارس البيضاء، والزوارق</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الأطفالَ يلعبونَ بالزنابق</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الرجالَ يسهرونَ حولَ النارِ والبنادق</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك القصيدةَ الزرقاء</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك البرقَ الذي بنارهِ تشتعلُ الأشياء</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك المسدسَ المخبوءَ في ضفائرِ النساء</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الموتى الذينَ بعد أن يشيَّعوا..</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يأتون للعشاء</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ويستريحون إلى فراشهم</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ويطمئنون على أطفالهم</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وحين يأتي الفجرُ، يرجعون للسماء</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سيذكرُ التاريخُ يوماً قريةً صغيرةً</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >بين قرى الجنوب،</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تدعى "معركة"</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >قد دافعت بصدرها</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >عن شرفِ الأرض، وعن كرامة العروبة</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وحولها قبائلٌ جبانةٌ</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وأمةٌ مفككه</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتك الجنوب..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >سميتكَ الأجراسَ والأعياد</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وضحكةَ الشمس على مرايلِ الأولاد</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا أيها القديسُ، والشاعرُ والشهيد</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا ايها المسكونُ بالجديد</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا طلقةَ الرصاص في جبينِ أهلِ الكهف</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ويا نبيَّ العنف</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ويا الذي أطلقنا من أسرنا</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >ويا الذي حررنا من خوف</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >لم يبقَ إلا أنت</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تسيرُ فوق الشوكِ والزجاج</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >والإخوة الكرام</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >نائمون فوقَ البيضِ كالدجاج</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >وفي زمانِ الحربِ، يهربون كالدجاج</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >يا سيدي الجنوب:</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >في مدنِ الملحِ التي يسكنها الطاعونُ والغبار</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >في مدنِ الموتِ التي تخافُ أن تزورها الأمطار</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >لم يبق إلا أنت..</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >تزرع في حياتنا النخيلَ، والأعنابَ والأقمار</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >لم يبقَ إلا أنت.. إلا أنت.. إلا أنت</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >فافتح لنا بوابةَ النهار<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Reminder: go read <a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" href="http://2arfana.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html">here</a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"> </span>and<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"> </span><a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);" href="http://q8diary.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post_27.html">here</a><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">.</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Think. </span><span style="font-size:130%;">Think.. </span>Think... <span style="font-size:85%;">Think... <span style="font-size:78%;">Think....</span></span></span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><br /><br /></div></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1153793666757042642006-07-24T17:31:00.000-07:002006-07-25T12:05:53.433-07:00<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >قالها مخاوي الليل: ويلاه ومنين أجيب الصبر</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">تفضل علينا عبدالله بن جبرين بالفتوى التي حرمت حتى الدعاء للرافضة في حزب الله اللبناني, فبرأي بن جبرين ينبغي على أهل السنة أن يتبرؤا منهم وأن يفعلوا كذا وألا يفعلوا كذا.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">وأود أن أقول للأخ عبدالرحمن: اسمحلي بس انا للحين ماني فاهم شغلة,أليس تصوير كل شيء له روح بدعة؟ والي يرحملي والديك اذاً ليش طال علينا بطلتك البهية؟ طيّب, صوّروك وانت ما تدري ونشروا الصورة من دون علمك و و و,,, ماذا عن من أنت تحت إمرتهم؟ لم لا تنهيهم عن المنكر - والا هي على ناس بدزّة من ناس؟<br />شيخنا يطوّلي عمرك.. اثقل شوّي.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">عموما فيما يتعلق بالفتوى, فأنا لن أطيل فيها لسبب بسيط جداً ألا وهو سخافتها وكذلك نفاق صاحبها. وأستدل على ذلك باقتباس فقرة من فتوى اخرى للأخ عبدالرحمن نفسه:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">".......وإقامة الحدود والعمل بتعاليم الدين وبما يكون سببًا في نصرهم على القوم</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" > <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;">الكافرين من اليهود والنصارى</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">، فيبذل جهده في جهاد أعداء الله بكل ما يستطيعه؛ فقد ورد في الحديث: </span><sindex style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" svalue="جاهدوا المشركين بأموالكم وأنفسكم وألسنتكم" stype="أحاديث" face="verdana"></sindex><a id="أحاديث" name="جاهدوا المشركين بأموالكم وأنفسكم وألسنتكم15657"><span onmouseover="this.style.cursor='hand'" title="تخريج حديث" style="cursor: pointer; text-decoration: underline;" onclick="window.open('/Tak/Hits14094.htm', 'NewWindow','toolbar=no,location=no,directories=no,status=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=yes,resizable=no,copyhistory=no,width=600,height=200');"><span class="Hadith">جاهدوا المشركين بأموالكم وأنفسكم<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">وألسنتكم</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">فيجب على المسلمين مساعدة المجاهدين بكل ما يستطيعونه،</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" > وبذل كل الإمكانيات التي يكون فيها تقوية للإسلام والمسلمين،</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> كما يجب عليهم جهاد الكفار بما يستطيعونه من القدرة، وعليهم أيضًا أن يفعلوا كل ما فيه إضعافٌ للكفار أعداء الدين، فلا يستعملونهم كعمال للأجرة كُتّابًا، أو حُسابًا، أو مهندسين، أو خُدَّامًا بأي نوع من الخدمة التي فيها إقرار لهم </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;">وتمكين لهم بحيث يكتسبون أموال المؤمنين ويُعادون بها المسلمين</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">، وهكذا أيضًا </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >على المسلمين أن يُقاطعوا جميع الكفار بترك التعامل معهم </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">و</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >بترك شراء منتجاتهم سواء كانت نافعة</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> كالسيارات والملابس و</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;" >غيرها</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">..."ـ</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">طيّب الحزب رافضي, وكل من يوّد أن يراه موفقاً باذن الله هو بالحقيقة فاسق وفاجر ويعيث بالأرض فسادا.. والأخوة أمراؤك في المملكة والثمانية عشر مليار دولار التي صرفها من أنت تحت إمرتهم "على قولتك" في منفعة الكفار من اليهود والنصارى بشرء الأسلحة؟ وكان ذلك حسب المصدر لعام 2002 فقط. أما اجمالي ما دُفغ من العام 1990 لغاية عام 2004 فهو يفوق الـ 260 مليار دولار.<br />للتو حسبتها بالريّال السعودي, وطلع رقم معاي فيه وايد أصفار اسف ما عرفت أقراه.<br /><br />لكني متأكد ان الرقم شووووّي بس, ويكون كثر حسناتك.<br /><br />أذكرك من له راحت (ولازالت تروح وبتظل تروح) كل هالمبالغ الطائلة والا لا؟<br />أي نفاق هذا يا ثاني أهم مفتي للحركة الوهابية.. أم أن للأمراء حكمٌ وللناس حكم؟ أهكذا كان المسلمون في القرون الثلاث الأولى من الإسلام .. ؟ أهكذا علمّك من علـّمك تكون شيّم الأحرار؟<br /><br />والا هي جت على اخر موديل كورفت والا على اخر فيلم لستيفن سبيلبرغ؟ </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">أي, أشكره بخاطري الزد أوه سـِكس اليديد<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">يا شيخ .. أصيرلك رافضي وأصيرلك الي تبيه لكني على الأقل لم أعرف النفاق يوماً ولست عبداً مأموراً لا لمن يحكم بلدي ولا لمن أعتبره مرجعاً لي من الروافض الذي أستشيره من حين الى اخر.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">المفرح بالأمر, والذي لم أستغربه بتاتاً كان جواب كل من سألته من "الشلة" من المذهب السني </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">عن هذه الفتوى</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> (وأنا هنا أفصل ما بين "الوهابي" أو السلفي عن "السني"). ردوا عليها بكلام لا أود أن أسطره هنا, بل اني واثق تماما ان الاغلبية في الكويت "ما تطوف عليهم هالحركات". بالاضافة الى ان الشارع السعودي نفسه منقسم ويذكر أن السلف أنفسهم منقسمين في المملكة العربية الشقيقة, فمنهم المؤيد ومنهم المعارض لحزب الله..<br />فيا شيخ, المسألة أغلب الناس - وأجل, أعلمهم - مدرك أن ليس للمذهب شأن فيها - يامعود ارأف بحالي وعدّه مذهب ثانيتين.<br />إنما اختلف الناس فيما تعلق بالسياسة والتطبيق والتوقيت وغيره.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">عجيب أمرك يا شيخ عبدالرحمن, الحزب رافضي "لعيونك" وغير مجاهد "كمان لعيونك" ولكن كيف لي أن أفسر تناقضك فيما يتعلق بالتعامل -كلنا فاهمين بعض "كوّيس"- مع الكفار من اليهود والنصارى على حد تعبيرك؟ وماذا عن اللبنانيون المسلمون الـ"صح" لديك؟<br />أم تأتي أوامر أمراؤك باصدار الفتاوي التي تنساب مع أهواؤهم السياسية ومصالحهم في المنطقة, فتمحو ما قد أفتيت فيه مسبقـا ً وما تذكره من استناد على أحاديث نبوية شريفة؟</span><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">akh 3abder7aman, hal 6eba3ty lel 3arabeya be a7rof wa argam efrenjeya yaj3alny agallu eemanan?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Note: Anonymous's ely b yaktebon shay yet3alag bel 6a'efeya/math'habeya .. do yourself a favour and send an email, don't waste space and don't waste anybody's time if you can't see through the words and realize what this post is really about</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >sources:<br /><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:100%;">- il <a href="http://www.s606s.com/vb/showthread.php?p=136147#post136147">fatwa</a> il asaseya (couldn't help myself, had to link to a forum lena adry shlon betkon elredood) <- akh 3abder7aman, hal ashrakt fe tanabu'ey lelghaib? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >- il </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.ibn-jebreen.com/controller?action=FatwaView&fid=13114">fatwa</a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" > il mogtabas menha</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >- 3abdil3azeez Bn Baaz - fatwat il </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.islamway.com/?iw_s=Article&iw_a=view&article_id=505">tasweer</a></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >- CIA - </span><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="https://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/geos/sa.html">KSA</a><br /><br />-<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >edit: how would you feel if this was your mother? read again: how would you feel if this was your mother?</span><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/1600/israelis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3527/1286/320/israelis.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">forget the "land" being fought over, forget the lives that have been lost in that fight, forget the grieving of the living .. who's going to get this woman's pride back? fayrouz's songs? saudi arabia's interests in the region - and kuwait's blind following? (ironically, russia's, china's, iran's, japan's interests would)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"but they can't be all like that!!", one says ..</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">aha, so that explains why the two soldiers aren't even bothered .. that explains all the settlements being built after taking down the palestinians' houses .. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">you want to go to the UN to settle this? good luck with that; "242" is a magic number for the UN, you should probably look it up.. how about that for a start</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">7izballah and 7amas have a political agenda? boo-hoo, like that would undermine their actual doing something about all of this..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">now, how would you feel if this was your mother?</span><br /><br /><br /></div></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1153504690130728352006-07-21T09:23:00.000-07:002006-07-24T20:06:17.710-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><em> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;">العهدة على ذمة الراوي </span></span></em></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><em>و</em></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><em>وشهد شاهد من أهلها</em></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><em></em></span></div><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" ><em><br />*I am held responsible for anything in this post as it is based on my own research. If you have anything that refutes anything here, please come forward and argue. The quotes are not tampered with by myself. Note: It is not I that has translated.<br />Please do not discuss shallow matters as who is to blame right now; as I am only concerned with the hard fact, truth-based politics - or lack thereof - of this war. Israel is to blame, by the way. Because they said so, not I.*<br /></em></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><em>Amir Rappaport</em> is a <em>Maariv</em> (Ma3areef) correspondant in military affairs.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >He writes,<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">فالاسرة الدولية لا تزال لا تقف مع ساعة ضبط الوقت في يدها،<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> ولكن الاحساس هو ان الضوء<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> الاخضر</span> الذي اعطي لاسرائيل<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> كي يجن جنونها في لبنان</span> لن يبقي مشعلا الي الابد</span>. وتجربة الماضي تفيد بان الحملة ستنتهي الي هذا الحد أو ذاك ما أن تصل الولايات المتحدة الي الاستنتاج بان اسرائيل قد استنفدتها. وهذا ليس بالضرورة قرارنا</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >He's the one who wrote <span style="font-weight: bold;">كي يجن جنونها في لبنان,</span> and something tells me he does not mean that the soldiers are going to dance the night away.<br />What exactly is it in "yajeno jonoonaha fi lubnaan" that I don't understand, I wonder, because some people want to insist on this being about the operation carried out by 7izballah.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><p><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >امكانية أن يضطر الجيش الاسرائيلي الي التوقف قبل أن يكون حقق كامل اهداف الحملة هي السبب في ان رئيس الوزراء ايهود اولمرت يفضل التسويف في الاتصالات مع مبعوث الامم المتحدة الي المنطقة.</span><br /></span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >You say you want a cease fire? There you go. Plea to the asshole who wants to prove he's a dick (sorry for not being sorry for this type of language, I believe it's true).</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Now, this is very, very important:</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >واضح انه قبل ان تنتهي الحملة<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> ينبغي تحقيق اكثر ما يمكن. هدم، تفجير، تلقين درس</span>. ولكن كي يتمكن الجيش الاسرائيلي من تحقيق أهداف الحملة ـ ليس فقط ابعاد حزب الله عن الحدود، بل وايضا تحطيم منظومة الصواريخ الهائلة التي<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> تمسك باسرائيل في مكان حساس منذ ست سنوات </span>ـ مطلوب علي الاقل اسبوع آخر حتي اسبوع ونصف من الهجمات. وفي الجيش الاسرائيلي يفضلون استكمال العمل من الجو. ولكن اذا لم يكن هناك مفر، فستكون أيضا عملية برية لابعاد جزء كبير من الصواريخ.</span><br /><br />There, he said it. Not I, not anyone who's a supporter of any sort of resistance against Israel.<br /></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br />قبل ان تنتهي الحملة ينبغي تحقيق اكثر ما يمكن. هدم، تفجير، تلقين درس<br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Pressure. Pressure. Pressure.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"> 1559. 1559. 1559. </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Laa jendeyain wala hom ya7zanon<span style="font-weight: bold;">. لغرض في نفس يعقوب<br /></span></span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >وايضا تحطيم منظومة الصواريخ الهائلة التي تمسك باسرائيل في مكان حساس منذ ست سنوات<br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><em>"sit sanawaat".</em> That is: </span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Sit ... sanawaat</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Not:</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Two .. soldiers</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >Not</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><strong>عدد ثنان جندي</strong></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >He continues,</span></p><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">غير أن تصريحات رئيس الوزراء اللبناني بالذات تعقد الوضع من ناحية اسرائيل. ورغم أنه يمكن تفسيرها بمؤشرات الانكسار، وبالرمز في أن الضغط الاسرائيلي بالفعل سيحرك الشارع اللبناني للضغط علي حزب الله</span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >He calls it "il thagh6 il isra'eely", you and I both know what it is in fact: a ruthless, disgusting war on the innocent. There you go, he sees it as "pressure". And you, for some reason, say something worst: It's not their fault.<br /></span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >But the main point is: <span style="font-style: italic;">use Lebanon as a scapegoat to get what you want.</span></span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Amazing, isn't it, how some people want to say that it is in fact 7izballah that is using Lebanon. 3aib, is the only word that comes to mind. Don't mind insulting <em>my</em> intelligence; I'm an idiot, okay. But please. PLEASE. Don't insult <em>yours</em>.<br /></span></p><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><p align="left"><br />And,<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" ><br /></span></p></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >كما يجدر بالذكر انه بينما يحاول العالم تعزيز رئيس الوزراء اللبناني،<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> ففي اسرائيل يعرفون ان لا سيطرة حقيقية علي حزب الله</span></span><br /></span><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >I'm sorry, come again?</span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><strong><em><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">ففي اسرائيل يعرفون ان لا سيطرة حقيقية علي حزب الله</span></em></strong></span></p><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><strong><em></em></strong><p align="left"><br /></p></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >3ayal shmaalah el 7arb? I thought this was to rid Lebanon of 7izballah, so why this viscious and unexcused war on Lebanon? If you still can't SEE IT (I will not say 'figure it out' becuase it does not need any of that), please go back to the start of this post and read again the quotes.</span><p align="left"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Don't make my day by agreeing. Make YOUR day by getting a clue.</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >He continues,</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br />التصريحات المعتدلة المنطلقة من لبنان يمكنها أيضا أن تخلق الانطباع<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> بأن اسرائيل توشك علي النصر اما الحقيقة فهي بعيدة عن ذلك</span>.</span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong></strong></span><p align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Here <em>(in a previous article not like the one from above),</em> he writes about the shame 7izballah has brought on the IDF,<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span class="txt" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >خسائر كبيرة خسرها الجيش في ساعة واحدة من يوم قتال واحد، واختطف اثنان من جنوده، ولا تزال قوات حزب الله تحاصر الموقع وتمنع جنود الجيش من الاقتراب من هناك.<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> هذا ما سبب الشعور بالخجل، فجيش كبير وقوي، دبابته محترقة، فيها بقايا جنوده، يقف لساعات طويلة لا يقوى على التقدم،</span> هذا ما يُسمى بـ "قواعد لعبة جديدة" فرضتها هذه المنظمة الارهابية الشيعية على الجيش الاسرائيلي،</span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> مع أن هذا الجيش يملك سلاح جو يعتبر الثاني في العالم من حيث عظمته</span> وحجمه بعد الولايات المتحدة. بكلمات مغسولة ومقبولة هناك، فقد أُطلق على سياسة "الإذلال" التي قبل بها الجيش الاسرائيلي طوال ست سنوات على حدوده مع لبنان، ومنذ الانسحاب من جنوبه اسم "السهولة" بدلا من الإقرار بأن ميزان القوى يهدد بوجود 13 ألف صاروخ موجهة الى مواقع في شمالي اسرائيل<span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >1. He said "il monathamaat il irhabeya", so that shows that he isn't an "arab lover" or sympathizer.</span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >2. He said "thaany a3tham jaish" fil 3aalam about the Israelis, and I don't think that's true - they're the fourth. Ya3ni akoon imragi3ha? No just being objective.</span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">Nokmil,</span><br /><br /></span></span><span class="txt" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >ولكن، الى أي حد كانت سياسة "الاذلال" مقبولة هناك؟ <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">ولماذا لم يتم تغيير قواعد اللعبة هناك منذ أن قام حزب الله باختطاف ثلاثة جنود من مزارع شبعا في شهر تشرين الاول 2003؟</span></span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" > واذا لم يكن في ذلك الوقت،<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> لماذا لم تتغير في أعقاب المحاولة الجريئة لاختطاف جنود من قرية الغجر في تشرين الثاني 2005 والتي رافقها هجوم شامل على معظم منطقة المستوطنات اليهودية؟</span></span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" > <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ولماذا سمح الجيش الاسرائيلي لحزب الله بالعودة الى المواقع على امتداد الخط الازرق وعلى بعد "بصقة" واحدة من الجنود الاسرائيليين، حتى بعد أن استُخدمت تلك المواقع كقواعد لانطلاق مجموعات حزب الله في الهجوم الأخير الواسع الذي حدث قبل شهر ونصف، في 28 أيار 2006؟</span> وفي نفس ذلك الهجوم أطلق حزب الله صواريخ الكاتيوشا على احدى القواعد القيادية لسلاح الجو في جبل ميرون بالقرب من صفد.</span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /><em>Ayaar is May for those who don't know or want to research this.</em></span></p><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">كما هي الحال في عملية "أمطار الصيف" في غزة، هكذا هي الحال بالنسبة لعملية "الأجر المناسب" في جنوب لبنان، هي ذات أهداف عسكرية غير اعتيادية، بل انها شاذة تماما. ففي المعنى <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">الاولي فان كلتا العمليتين استهدفتا عمل ضغط كبير وشديد ومؤلم على المواطنين في غزة وفي لبنان</span> </span></span></span><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Here is something very important:<br /></span></span><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">أما من ناحية عسكرية، فان سلسلة الهجمات (الجوية بالأساس) لم تكن عفوية أو أنها تأتي صدفة.<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><br />فالحقيقة</span> أنه كانت للجيش الاسرائيلي خطط وبرامج أعدها سلفا، وكانت مُعدة في الأدراج، كما يقال، وبانتظار أي تصعيد على الحدود الشمالية، والذي كان حسب خطط الجيش أنه أمر لا بد من وقوعه عاجلا أم آجلا</span>. بل إن الجيش الاسرائيلي أجرى مناورات عديدة وتدرب على تنفيذ هذه الخطط قبل أكثر من شهرين.</span></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><br /></span></span><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Instant replay *slow motion*: الذي كان حسب خطط الجيش أنه أمر لا بد من وقوعه عاجلا أم آجلا<br /></span></strong></span></span></p><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">And HE is the one who wrote "fil 7ageega". Sheftooha? Khathra (ehdaa' 7ag el Si3odeya), o 7aa6ha b font size Huge.</span></strong></span></span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><strong></strong><br /></span></span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Jendeyain enkha6faw, jendy zalag, waa7ed sad il talefoon eb wayh wazeer defa3hom o 6ofar.. <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">it was </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">bound to happen, no matter what. </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">And yes, it is my personal belief, based on my limited and simple mind, that Lebanon would have been torn apart. Why? Becuase the whole point is to pressure 7izballah to disarm. </span></span></span></p> <p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">We all know 7izballah is a resistance group so <strong>OF COURSE</strong> they would carry out more of their -succesful- operations. Only this time, Israel, based on Rappaport, <em>did NOT CARE what it was</em>. They wanted to rape and destory Lebanon, shatter it to pieces, kill the innocent (allah yer7amhom), force more civilians to immigrate. </span></span></p><p align="left"><span class="txt" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Ah well, they probably knew Bush would go all the way, and then some, to make it all possible.</span></span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" >The least I can do is do this. Write words on a screen after reading words off of a screen. The least you can do is give yourself the courtesy to read. NOT WHAT I WROTE. Read. Not watch the news. La ya mama. READ. You say "I love Lebanon". Stop <span style="font-style: italic;">saying</span> it.</span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">PROVE IT.</span><br /></span></p><p align="left"><span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br />edit: I forgot to mention that I have taken one of the Amir Rappaport (أو عمير ربابورت) quotes from 3amaar Tagy's article in Al Rai Al 3aam dated 21st July. Please read full article <a href="http://www.alraialaam.com/21-07-2006/ie5/articles.htm#2">here</a>, and for much more of everything go <a href="http://www.fikir.info/archives.php3">here.</a></span></p><p align="left"></p>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14270095.post-1153366734310426932006-07-19T20:11:00.000-07:002006-07-19T21:37:51.453-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">4 quotes > *you or me talking</span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Because I know not many here read the different newspapers or keep up with the many writers out there, here is something I am copying that may, and should, I think, be of great interest. Taken from Dr <a href="http://www.arab-ewriters.com/writers/full/7534409720060122175332.gif">Sajid Il 3abdily</a>'s article in Alrai Al3aam on July 20th, 2006.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">- Il 3abdily refers to one <a href="http://www.pal-media.net/uploads/maqaluploads/saleh-naami.jpg">Sali7 Il Na3ami</a> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">(pronunciation?) for these quotes. If you find any contention with these quotes, come forward. Please.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Many thanks to "sadeeg il barnamaj" 7amad Il M6airi.<br /><br />Now, on to the words of none other than 'our cousins':<span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">يقول<a href="http://nr-djurs.net/red11/artikler/2001/08-15/Carmi-Gillon.jpg"> كارمي غيلون</a>، الرئيس الأسبق لجهاز المخابرات الاسرائيلية <a href="http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/thumb/d/d8/100px-ShabakLogo.gif">«الشاباك»</a> :</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> « انني متأكد بأن الحركة الصهيونية لم تكن لتستطيع الاعلان عن قيام دولة اسرائيل لو كان قبل العام 1948 عرب على شاكلة رجال المقاومة الفلسطينية و مقاتلي حزب الله, لولا أن ما يحدث هو حقيقة ماثلة للعيان، لاعتبرنا أن ما تشهده دولتنا هو مجرد كابوس قاس، عندما تستنزف طاقتها في مواجهة تنظيمات قليلة الامكانيات، مع كل ما تملكه من أسباب القوة».</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">(القناة الأولى في التلفزيون الاسرائيلي، 14/7/2006).</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">تعليق: هاك يوّد هذيله القومجية يا محمد السالم. خلك انت تقومّج حق السعودية</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">الجنرال <a href="http://business.msn.co.il/NR/rdonlyres/F020067A-8D88-4F35-AC1C-AD47505AC5C6/136561/AyalonAmi051228ApZItem.jpg">عامي أيالون</a> الرئيس السابق لجهاز الشاباك، القائد السابق لسلاح البحرية , النائب عن حزب العمل الاسرائيلي يقول:</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> «يجب أن نكون واعين الى أن ما حصل في الشمال وفي الجنوب كان قصورا, ولكن هاتين العمليتين اللتين نفذتهما «حماس» في كرم سالم و«حزب الله» في الشمال كانتا عمليتي كوماندوز مركبتين ومهنيتين, </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">انا رجل عسكري مع ماض جدير، وأقول لكم إنني كنت سأفخر بأن أقودهما»</span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"> </span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">(معاريف، 16/7/2006 ).</span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">تعليق: </span><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/6305364664.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.gif">لا تعليق</a><a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/6305364664.01._SCLZZZZZZZ_.gif">.</a><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> أتوقع أي أحد جاد في حبه وخوفه على لبنان يكون متابع للأخبار ويعلم جيداً عما تسفر عنه أية مواجهة برية ما بين الكيان الصهيوني وجنود حزب الله.</span><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">الجنرال <a href="http://www.sedmoykanal.com/data/images2004/01/07/shlomo-gazit-200.jpg">شلومو غازيت</a>، الرئيس السابق لجهاز الاستخبارات العسكرية <a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/87/Aman-logo.gif">«أمان»</a> يقول:</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> «ان كان ثمة استنتاج عاجل يتوجب أن نستخلصه من الخزي الذي ألم بدولتنا في المواجهة الحالية مع حزب الله والفلسطينيين هو أنه يتوجب أن نتوصل لتسويات سياسية مع الأنظمة العربية الحالية، ودفع الأثمان لقاء ذلك, فيحظر على اسرائيل أن تنتظر حتى يصل المتطرفون الى سدة الحكم في الدول العربية, ان تجربتنا القاسية تؤكد باستمرار أننا لا يمكن أن نتوقع في العالم العربي، الا المفاجآت الصعبة، لذلك فلنتحرك سريعاً لعقد تسوية تقطع الطريق على المتطرفين العرب امكانية استغلال الصراع القائم من أجل الدفع نحو تعاظم قوتهم، فهذا هو الخطر الاستراتيجي الذي يتوجب علينا ألا نسمح له بالتحقق,, وهذا الى حد ما بأيدينا، فكفانا صلفا وغرورا في غير محله»,</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">(الاذاعة الاسرائيلية العامة، 15/7/2006</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">).</span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">تعليق: عزيزي شلومو, هالكلام يا حبذا لو توجهه الى ابن الق...ومجية ايهود أولمرت. بس ها, "خل ِ بالك", اياني واياك تكلمه قبل اسبوع. فإبن القومجية الثاني "سعادة الريّس" بوش قد أعطى الضوء الأخضر لأولمرت لأسبوع ثاني يتمتع فيه فيقتل من الضحايا الأبرياء ويهدم البيوت والعمارات وغيره وغيره , ولا يسعنا الا ان نقول لإبنا القومجيتيّن .. ثكلتك أمـُـك انت وياه "يا بتوع عود".<br />ولا يسعنا الا ان نهنئ كل من لام وحمّل حزب الله كل جرائم الكيان الصهيوني بنسبها له, فيظهر ان البابا بوش استوعب انكم "خوش عيال" فأمهلكم اسبوع اخر تلهون فيه بكلامكم الزايد.<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://www.axisglobe.com/Image/2005/10/20/Hamas/Halevi.7.99.jpg">افرايم هاليفي</a> الرئيس السابق لجهاز<a href="http://www.rotten.com/library/history/espionage/mossad/mossad_logo.gif"> «الموساد»</a> يقول:</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"> «ان أخطر ما يمكن أن تتوقعه اسرائيل من العرب أن يتوحد الدين مع التوجهات القومية، ان ما نعيشه حالياً يمكن أن يكون نكتة لما قد نعيشه في المستقبل في حال تواصل المد الاسلامي المقاتل في مواجهة الدولة العبرية, ان هذا هو الذي يتوجب أن يقلقنا بشكل كثير، وللأسف اننا لا نحرك ساكناً في سبيل قطع الطريق على تعاظم هذا الخطر عن طريق رفضنا ابداء تنازلات ولو شكلية, لقد سكرنا من شدة الفرح عندما أعلن شارون بتبجح في العام 1982 أنه طرد منظمة التحرير من لبنان، لنبكي بعد ذلك عندما فوجئنا أن من حل مكان منظمة التحرير هو حزب الله، العدو الأكثر خطراً، الذي مرغ أنف دولة بأكملها في التراب», </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">القناة الأولى في التلفزيون الاسرائيلي، 15/7/2006</span></span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">تعليق: ضيّعني بوالشباب في استخدامه كلمة "دولة" , وذلك لأني مؤمن أنها كلمة ليس من الممكن ان تطلق على الكيان الصهيوني. عموماً, حزب الله مرغ أنف الكيان الصهيوني كله في التراب بشهادة الرئيس السابق لجهاز الموساد. يعني مادري هل يريد بعض الأخوة والأخوات في الكويت والخليج أن يوضع شعار حزب الله على العلم المستخدم للاشارة الى الكيان الصهيوني ويكتبون تحته "الجماعة ناموا فينا" مثلاً؟ يعني والي يرحم لي والديكم, تبون تصيرون لبنانيين اكثر من اللبنانيون نفسهم وقلنا معلش, ادعّل ونتحمل شوّي. هالدور بتصيرون لنا اسرائيليين اكثر ممن ينتمي الى ذاك الكيان بالدفاع عن أمجاده وعدم التعرض لسمعته؟<br /></span></span><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >Non readers of Arabic, <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/israel/Story/0,,1823817,00.html">here</a> is something to chew on.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">وقومجني يا مقومج<br /></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /><br /></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div>Temetwirhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10920522619244272049noreply@blogger.com25