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&lt;b&gt;بقالي كتير قوي .. كتير قوي ما كتبتش حاجة ليَّا أنا .. حاجة عشاني أنا .. كلام يعبّر عني وعن حالتي أنا ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ولو مش هيعبّر عني .. على الأقل أقوله ليَّ أنا .. هو ده السبب الرئيسي اللي خلاني أكتب من الأول .. يوم ما عملت المدونة دي من سنة 2007 وأنا كنت بـكتب لنفسي .. كانت محاولة مني إني أعبّر عن نفسي من غير أي قيود ..والأيام عدت وجريت بيَّ وأنا باردو لسة حاسّة نفس الإحساس .. لسة عندي نفس القيود كإن حد بيبُصّ عليَّا ومخابّيلي حاجة تحت الترابيزة هيطعنّي بيها ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;يمكن عشان كده معظم كتابتي عامة جداً .. حتى وأنا بـتكلم عن نفسي .. دايماً بـفكّر نفسي قبل كل بوست .. "لا تذكري أحداث ولا أسامي ولا أوقات ولا تلمحي بأي حاجة لأي حد .. خدي بالك!" .. مع إن أول ما إبتديت المدونة محدش كان بيشوف كلامي تقريباً ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ياه .. جه على بالي دلوقتي جملة قالهالى واحد زميلي في الجامعة -الله يمسّيه بالخير- لما قلت له أنا عملت المدونة بس مش عارفة إذا كانت هتوصل لحد ولا لأ .. رد عليَّا وقال لي: "محدش عارف .. ممكن قوي توصل .. المهم إنك إبتديتي :)" .. وتقريباَ هي دي عقدة حياتي دايماَ .. إني ابتدي :)))) .. إني أعمل الحاجة اللي بحبها و مش مهم رأى حد!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;طب وهو أنا ليه بـأكتب الكلام ده دلوقتي؟؟ معرفش .. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;إيه يعني المفيد في كلامي؟ برده معرفش .. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;كل اللي أعرفه إني محتاجة أرجع أكلم &amp;nbsp;نفسي تاني .. محتاجة أفتكر أنا قد إيه كنت بحب الكتابة .. وليه إبتديت أكتب أصلاً بعيد عن المجلات والناشرين والجو ده .. والأهم من ده كله .. محتاجة أكتب وبس .. لمجرد إني أقول اللي جوايا .. عشان أحس إني عايشة وبـتنفس ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ساعات كتير قوي الواحد بيحس إنه محتاج يقعد مع نفسه ويراجع حساباته في حاجات كتير .. بس محدش بيعمل حسابه قد إيه العملية دي مؤلمة ومتعبة للشخصية أو الكينونة اللي جوانا .. بس مبيهموش .. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;عارفة ليه يا نهى؟؟ (أيوه في المرحلة دي لازم اوجه الكلام لنفسي .. متتخدّوش) ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;ليه؟! ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;عشان عنده أمل :) .. حتى لو كل حاجة في الدنيا بتقول له غير كده .. فطرته بتحفٍّظه وبتزقّه عشان يتغير ويصلّح من أحواله .. حتى لو كان غصب عنه ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;طب وبعدين؟ وأخرتها؟؟؟ ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;معرفش ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;يعني إيه متعرفيش؟! أُمّال مين اللي يعرف؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;ربك هو علام الغيوب و بكل شيء .. توكلي عليه ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;ونعمة بالله .. سبحانه جل جلاله بيده كل شيء وهو على كل شيء قدير .. ولا حول ولا قوة إلا به .. عليه توكلت وهو رب العرش العظيم ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;أيوه كده .. أذكري الله .. هو الوحيد اللي عالم بحالك وقادر يريّح قلبك ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;لأ أنا مش مجنونة .. ده اللي بيحصل معايا كل يوم تقريباً .. صراع رهيب ومعظم الناس فاكراه من الفراغ و إنى لو إشتغلت شغلانة تلهينى كل يوم و خرجت و نزلت كتير هـأخف :) .. بس المدهش بقى إن طول عمره معايا وعمره ما فارقني الحمد لله .. أيوه بقول الحمد لله عشان دي مش حاجة وحشة .. دي حاجة إسمها "تهذيب &amp;nbsp;أو جهاد النفس" .. خناقة يومية بين النفس الأمارة بالسوء والنفس الطيبة ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;إنت بقى .. كل يوم عندك صراع في إيه؟؟ أو مع مين؟؟؟ .. جربت مرة تقف مع نفسك كده وتشوف أول سلمة خطيت عليها كانت ليه؟؟ .. بقولكم إيه .. أنا مليش دعوة .. كل واحد حر .. مش هقول لحد شعارات .. هـوفرها لنفسي و يا ريت تعملوا زيي .. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا شعاري المرحلة الجاية "لا جدال" :))))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Shaymaa El-Gammal&lt;/b&gt;, Journalist &amp;amp; Media Consultant&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="text-indent: 36pt;"&gt;Believe it or not, a lot of people are
actually afraid to look themselves in the mirror each day. They're not all
excited about facing their daily routines and responsibilities; managing to
suppress their feelings inside, not giving themselves a chance to breathe
freely every now and then. However when they start asking for help, they usually
receive the same advice; "Go away, travel sometime, lighten up a bit, you
need to change…" Nonetheless, no one actually helps them, only until they
meet a wise man who would instruct them to start writing. Yes, to simply start
pouring out what they have in mind, heart, and soul in papers to release the
amount of pressure they are facing every single day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Consequently, this power of confession comes
to their rescue. It revives their soul and helps them explore a whole new
dimension of sanity, relaxation, and peace.&amp;nbsp;
But, some people use this power as their own profession. They practice
it as a way of discovering the world, making a difference in one's life, or
simply babbling about it for the fun of it. Shaymaa El-Gammal is one of those
people who enjoy this power of confession. She goes with the motto of, "&lt;i&gt;Don't
Hide What You Are!&lt;/i&gt;" Her job as a writer has grown in her ever since
she was a child, which encouraged her to start a blog and post her own
ramblings to the world as well. Not having the difficulty to validate what she
has in mind, she developed into a professional, daring, interesting Journalist
and Media Consultant. Her writings are spontaneous, very enjoyable to read, and
highly informative. We have come across her very own first book, "Ta2 Marbouta," and decided to interview her, so she can tell us more about her
experience with publishing, writing, and self-development. Speaking about her
own thoughts and revelations, or as we called it above "babbling,"
she managed to present her own "EAT PRAY LOVE" journey to us. &amp;nbsp;Make sure you grab your copy; you will
definitely find yourself in a chapter or two. Who knows, maybe it may encourage
you to break-through your silence and start writing your own book someday. To
check out her latest updates, go to &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Shaymaa.Gammal"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/Shaymaa.Gammal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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readers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I'm
Shaymaa El-Gammal, 25 years old. I'm married and I have one kid called, Firas.
I've graduated from the Faculty of Arts, Ain Shams University to work as a Tour
Guide for a while. Then, I shifted my career to a Children Instructor when I
came across Kelmetna magazine and started practicing my writing, which I
neglected since I was 12. At that point, I regained my real passion towards
writing, so I started working as a Journalist along Education. Now, I
contribute in several publications, like Cairo 360, Al-Wafd News Portal… etc. I
love music, reading, photography, food, and surfing the net.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What does the book talk about?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's
a collection of my articles, ramblings, and revelations I've written since 2008
and till now. It presents several occurrences I've experienced, like the first
time I fell in love, my marriage, the birth of my baby boy, the death of one of
my friends/relatives, along with some situations I tried expressing my point of
view through them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What encouraged you to write?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I
started writing my diaries when I was around 9 years old; what I thought about
some movies, songs I liked, famous quotes… etc. Having so much time on my
hands, as I was brought up in Saudi Arabia, made me write; I disliked the
loneliness. But then, I stopped at the age of 12 and started writing again for
Kelmetna as I mentioned before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What does your child, Firas, represent
to you? Did marriage influence your writing by any means?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Firas
represents the future I'm living for. My world revolves around him and my
husband. My marriage encouraged me to be more successful due to my husband's
love and constant support. Of course, I had to turn down a lot of opportunities
in TV and Journalism, but it's ok; it's never too late to achieve it later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What made you decide to write a book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I
took the decision when I read these specific books: "Rice in Milk" by
Rehab Bassam and "Whatever You Think, Think the Opposite" by Paul
Arden. Rehab taught me how to write about myself; how to be cosy, honest, and
universal at the same time, while Paul introduced me to creativity, innovation,
and breaking the habits writing/publishing. Also, Al-Shorouk publications
stimulated my thought of working on my project, after I saw their successful
experiences of turning several blogs into books.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What inspires you?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Usually
ideas come to me whenever I witness any influential incident, read a book, or
watch a video on YouTube… etc. Strangely, I feel the urge to write whenever I
go to Virgin stores; its atmosphere urges me to pick a café afterwards and just
write!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's the difference between writing
a book and writing on your blog?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You
don't have to think of the consequences when you write a new blog post. In
other words, you are able to breathe, caring less about your writing style. On
the other hand, writing a book requires solid structure, more vocabulary, and
organization. You have to deliver a message, not just rant.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's your parents' response after
reading your book?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Surprisingly,
they respected everything I wrote and no one made feel bad whatsoever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What's your life philosophy?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As
Fayrouz once sang, "I'm a humming bird… my people set me free to wander
under the sun through endless roads…," I enjoy life, freedom, work, and
the sun. My eternal daydream is to fly while sleeping. I love living as simple
and as light as a bird. My motto is to accept all human beings just the way
they are.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How do you picture yourself when
you're 40?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I
think I'll gain weight, but I'll enjoy who I will become. I'll always feel I'm
in my 20's. I'll refuse to wear high heels. I'll be writing a lot, and will
have good fans too. I'll maintain my childish character with my kids.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What do you mainly focus on in your
writings?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I
write what I feel; I do not usually seek to be funny or try to deliver what
everyone wants. I am who I am, and that's simply it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you think writers have a different
personality? Is it true they live in their own bubble?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Usually,
a writer lives two lives; a public one and a secret one. He/she has to
successfully separate both personalities to be able to get in touch with
his/her inner-self. It's all about focus and control. A writer can be very shy
and decent in real life, but may live like hookers on paper to engage with what
is written.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To which extent stability is important
to a writer and how?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Stability
is not essential to a writer; on the contrary, it's very damaging. It can kill
any inspiration along the way. That's why, the best writings are produces in
times of love, break-ups, giving birth to a child, divorce, death… etc.;
occurrences like these create amazing pieces.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What would you say to those who did
not unleash their writing talents yet?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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You
have got to release your souls and get out of your cage, that's simply it. And,
here's a small tip for you; if you're not brave enough to write as a first
person, you can always use a third person narrator.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It has been brought to my attention
that you discussed loneliness in your book. In your opinion, how deep can it
affect girls?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Loneliness
can turn a girl into a positive, creative artist. It can help her make peace
with herself. On the other hand, she can become worse by all means; acting all
differently and doing thing she's not usually satisfied about.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Clearly, it's demonstrated how much
you love Fayrouz. What's the story?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Including
her unique voice, I feel she has sung to most ladies out there; encountering us
in several emotional states. She's deep, thoughtful, calm, and not glamorous,
which I strongly like about her. Fayrouz is an idol to me, like Guevara or
Marlin Monroe to anyone else.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;span dir="LTR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do you believe in change?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Indeed!
Everyone changes as he/she becomes older. Man's relationship with God is a
living proof of that. Writers need change in their lives be able to develop
their writing styles every one and then. New experiences definitely revive your
way of life and help you endure the amount of pressure you're going through any
period of time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;

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&lt;b&gt;Shaymaa
El-Gammal's Contacts:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Facebook:
&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Shaymaa.Gammal"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/Shaymaa.Gammal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Twitter: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/ShaymaaelGammal"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/ShaymaaelGammal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Blog:
&lt;a href="http://ayamwayam.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://ayamwayam.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
E-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:shay_reda@yahoo.com"&gt;shay_reda@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;You've Got The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"&gt;!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;It's never too late to start living. It's never too late to be recognizable, to feel alive, or to embrace life. You deserve to be treated with respect, for you have rights for a better future. Believe that you can achieve beyond your imagination. Never belittle yourself. Never think you're less than anyone else. Never underestimate your intuition. Become your own best friend to have the will of overcoming, conquering, and defeating your own demons.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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According to Psychologists, "Personality" is defined as a combination of emotional, attitudinal, and behavioral response patterns of an individual. Consequently, these patterns develop your character; they shape your lifecycle. Govern them, you'll blossom; abuse them, you'll breathe heavily. Everyone of us has his/her mechanism, which is regularly affected by various inputs, and this is how we're evolved into the people we are today. To be able to peacefully get along with yourself, you have to daily remind yourself of this quote; "No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We, ourselves, must walk the path," (Buddha). Bring a piece of paper and hang it where you can see it every day. Highlight these words, "No one" and "Ourselves" to recognize the power of self-confidence. Waiting to be loved is not your only way to salvation. Loving yourself is your highest priority. Explore your missing pieces and fit them all back together in harmony because no one will do it for you. Only then, you'll revive your own soul. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Be Good .. Be Kind .. Be Truthful .. Be Sensible .. Be Joyful .. Be Considerate .. Be Giving .. Be Passionate .. Be Glamorous .. Be Confident .. Be Strong .. Be Beautiful .. Be Grateful .. Be Helpful .. Be Patient ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Interview Yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a one-on-one interview with  yourself. Write down a list of your advantages and disadvantages in one piece of paper; put each in a separate column. At the end, your good qualities will lift up your mood. See?! You're not too bad after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Getting in touch with your true self must be your first priority." ~ &lt;b&gt;Tom Hopkins&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;You're not Alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you have to realize is that you're not alone in this world. Believe it or not, someone, somewhere is living- if not-a similar situation, then a worse life than what you're living at the moment. Be patient; you never know what the future holds for you. Accept your fate and it will turn out for the best on its own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better." ~ &lt;b&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Let Go of your Anger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive the ones who hurt you, and forget the incidents that came along with it. If someone is sorry, give them a chance to redeem themselves to you. You never know what they had in mind. If it's still too hard for you, then make use of it; work out, write, read… etc. Just make sure you keep your mind off of thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned." ~ &lt;b&gt;Buddha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Be Kind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen more than you talk. Give away some charity money. Be giving, and try not to say no if someone is calling for your help. Put yourself in people's shoes to experience what they feel. By then, you'll be amazed by the amount of support you'll have later. Also, don't forget to pamper yourself; you deserve it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Begin to be now what you will be hereafter." ~ &lt;b&gt;William James&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Become Closer to God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maintain your daily rituals. Recite more prayers from your heart. Believe it or not, this specific element is the only common factor to all good things. Stop being so stubborn and face it; you'll realize how much it makes you feel better! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"What is Faith? When your good deed pleases you and your evil deed grieves you, you are a believer. What is Sin? When a thing disturbs (the peace of) your heart, give it up." ~ &lt;b&gt;Prophet Muhammad &lt;/b&gt;(pbuh)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Develop Yourself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more self-development books to motivate you. Find inspiration by reading true stories. Try to limit your materialistic urges and replace them with more knowledge. Be curious and thoughtful about our daily news. Novels can encourage you to be analytical and understand more people as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"He who is not courageous enough to take risks will accomplish nothing in life." ~ &lt;b&gt;Muhammad Ali&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Let Go of Negativity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think happy thoughts. Fight the dark waves that invade your mind. Break away from sadness, either by having a 30 minutes wake everyday or going on a vacation every now and then. Changing your daily routine will help you greatly. If someone invites you for a community activity, go ahead and try it; you may love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"A people free to choose will always choose peace." ~ &lt;b&gt;Ronald Reagan&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Limit Your Access to Technology &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many machineries, too many wires, too many than what our bodies can endure! "Disconnect to Connect" as I saw once in an advertisement. Go out and socialize. Call your old friends and get together somewhere. Open your eyes to your surroundings. Add a little glimpse of nature to your day; "Green" is good to your system. It certainly cools you off and clears your mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair." ~ &lt;b&gt;Khalil Gibran&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white;"&gt;Create Your Own Masterpiece &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether you write, cook, design… etc., unleash your talents within your friends and family, and ask them for support. Let your voice be heard and share your creations for the world to explore. Be effective and never live only for yourself; your existence will be worth-living. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"Be a yardstick of quality. Some people aren't used to an environment where excellence is expected." ~ &lt;b&gt;Steve Jobs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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A promise has been made .. A fate has been written ..&lt;br /&gt;
A&amp;nbsp;precious&amp;nbsp;seal has found its way to my heart ..&lt;br /&gt;
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He has succeeded .. Yes, he did ..&lt;br /&gt;
He has managed to revive my soul ..&lt;br /&gt;
He knew how to bring me back to life ..&lt;br /&gt;
And that's what he does best ..&lt;br /&gt;
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People keep wondering why ..&lt;br /&gt;
They wish they had the chills he gives me ..&lt;br /&gt;
I'm not sad, though ..&lt;br /&gt;
For who has tasted eternal love, wishes the same for all ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Mark this day forever .. It's written in our history ..&lt;br /&gt;
It's the day we signed our own manifesto ..&lt;br /&gt;
There's no turning back .. No, now is the time of the brave ..&lt;br /&gt;
You dream, you'll&amp;nbsp;conquer&amp;nbsp;.. You let in fear, you'll fail ..&lt;br /&gt;
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My love, read these words and &amp;nbsp;repose ..&lt;br /&gt;
Save yourself for the one who cherishes you the most ..&lt;br /&gt;
Remember, don't ever forget ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Your heart is safe here with me ..&lt;/div&gt;
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The letters of your name are carved on mine ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Your soul will never be alone even if I'm not around ..&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Inspired by &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/OHkvan-NFnM"&gt;Christina Perri - A Thousand Years&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;للعلم .. مش كل اللي في التحرير عايزين البرادعي ولا عايزين يحرقوا أقسام ومنهم شباب الإخوان والسلفيين وشباب من ائتلاف شباب الثورة ومنهم ناس كتير قوي من الشعب .. طلعان عينهم وشايفين كرامتهم فوق كل شيء&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;اعرف الناس بجد نازلة عشان إيه وبلاش تجمع ... حاول تبقى عادل وحيادي وعقلاني ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;على فكرة أنا ضد المجلس وضد الباردعي .. أنا مع الإنتخابات وحكومة إنقاذ وطني !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;حكومة إنقاذ وطني حاجة ومجلس رئاسي مدني حاجة تانية خالص خلوا بالكم!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;الإنتخابات هي الحل دلوقتي .. ماتخلوش اللي بيحصل في التحرير والعباسية يغمي عنيكم على أهم حدث عدّى علينا من ساعة الثورة .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;استعلم عن لجنتك الانتخابية و المرشحين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.elections2011.eg/"&gt;http://www.elections2011.eg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;حملة التوعية بالإنتخابات&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Elections2011Eg?feature=watch"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/Elections2011Eg?feature=watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أقر أنا المواطنة المصرية نهى عبد التواب إني واحدة من اللي قالت نعم ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم للثورة مش لبقاء العسكر ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم لتعديل 6 أو 7 بنود مش لإعلان دستوري ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم لاستقرار مش دوّامة لمدة سنتين ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم لتسليم السلطة لرئيس جمهورية مش لعسكري ببدلة مدني ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان صفوت الشريف يتحاكم مش عشان يتسكت عليه وميطلعش&amp;nbsp;عليه&amp;nbsp;خبر واحد هو وأمثاله ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم للمادة التانية من الدستور مش لمجلس من غير إستفتاء شعبي ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم لإنتخابات مجلس شعب في سبتمبر 2011 وإنتخابات رئاسية في 2012 مش لشلل&amp;nbsp;ربعي لحد نص 2013 ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الأمن يرجع مش عشان قانون الطوارئ يمتد ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان صوتي يطلع للناس مش عشان يتقال عليه تطاول وعدم إحترام .. لأ وكمان إنى بلطجية ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الشرطة تحترمنا مش عشان يربّونا على ثورتنا ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div dir="rtl" style="text-align: right;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان أخد حقي مش عشان يتقاللي كفاية إعتصامات ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان ألاقي تأمين صحي وأمان مش سرقة في كل حتة وتكاسل ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الفقراء والعشوائيات والفساد مش عشان رجوع &amp;nbsp;فلول حزب وطني وقصور التجمّع الخامس ورشاوي هنا وهناك ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الناس تتكاتف مع بعض وتبطّل أنانية مش عشان كل واحد يفرش فرشته في أي ميدان ويرمي زبالة في كل حتة ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الطفل يتعلم كويس مش عشان يتقال له في كتاب إن حسني مبارك لسه بيحكمنا ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الشباب يصنع قرارات مش عشان يتسجن بمحاكم عسكرية ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان المجلس قال إن جاتله أوامر بالضرب ورفض مش عشان يقولوا إحنا &amp;nbsp;بتوع إشاعات ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان اطلب طلب ويترد عليَّ مش عشان اتساب بالأسابيع والشهور لحد ما أزهق ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان أنا واحدة من الشعب وصوتي يفرق مش عشان يتقال إني من حزب الكنبة ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان كنت واثقة في المجلس العسكري مش عشان يأخد الثقة دي وشويه بشويه ينسب الثورة لنفسه ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الجيش يرجع لثكناته مش عشان يحكمنا رئيس عسكري من تاني ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان اللي سرق يأخد جزاؤه مش عشان يتفقوا معاه يسلم ويستلم ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان قانون العقوبات يتفعّل بجد مش عشان قانون الطوارئ يفضل يحكمنا ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الوزارء يورونا وشهم مش عشان يقعدوا على مكاتب ومانفتكرش حتى أساميهم ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان ينتهي عصر الورق والتصاريح مش عشان أغرق في روتين ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان ماحدش يشتمني لما أنزل مش عشان حد يضربني في الشارع ويجري ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان أتظاهر بإسلوب متحضر مش عشان أمن مركزي يفرقني بالقوة ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان الطبقية والإستعلاء فى التعامل ينتهوا مش عشان اللي معندوش ينداس عليه ويتباع بالرخيص ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان اللي عندي عمره ما هيخلص ولازم المجلس يفهم كده .. لازم يعي إن الناس مش هتهدى وتخرس زي زمان .. الكيل فعلا طفح وعفّن وانتشر في كل حتة فى البلد .. يا حكومة يا إما تعابرونا يا إما تسيبونا .. الشعب عمل ثورة على البلد نفسها: سياستها بمنشأتها بأحزابها .. على أكلها وشربها وإقتصادها وأسلوب قمعها .. ثورة على أقل حق لينا إننا نحس بكرامتنا فى أرضنا !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا قلت نعم عشان مخافش أكتب كلام زي ده مش عشان أستنى مكالمة تهديد من أمن دولة أو &amp;nbsp;أمن مسمي نفسه وطني !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;هو أنا بكلم نفسي هنا؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;أُمّال ليه أنا حاسة بكده ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;أنا ليه حاسة إن ماحدش سمعني؟؟ أنا ليه أيقنت إني مسجونة ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;ليه دايما عندي إحساس بالوحدة مع إن عندي صحاب كتير ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه دايما حاسة إن حقي مش موجود مع إني بأكل وبشرب ومصروفي موجود ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه حاسة إنى بتضيع مع إن عجلة الإنتاج ماشية والإستقرار مالي البلد لحد الملل ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه دايما خايفة إن المجلس العسكري يحكمنا بدل مبارك مع إنه دايما بيوعدنا بغير كده ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه مجلس الشعب متعملش في سبتمبر مع إن الثورة قامت في يناير ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه لسة بيتقال على الشباب شوية عيال وبلطجية مع إن اللي سرقوا و قتلوا بيتحاكموا ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه عيال زي أحمد سبايدر وكريم حسن لما يطلعوا يقولوا على الملأ إنهم بيضربوا في ناس مابيتشدوش وألتراس أهلاوي يتعمل عليهم كمين عشان يحرمهوا ينطقوا تاني ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;وليه 6 ابريل يتقال عليهم خونة واللي خان البلد 30 سنة قاعد في مستشفى 100 نجوم ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;وليه أول ناس إتحسن وضعهم في البلد هم الظباط وأهل الدويقة قعدوا بالشهور في الشارع من غير ما حد يعبرهم وفي الآخر اتفضوا بالقوة ؟؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;هو ليه دايما الشعب في ناحية واللي حاكم البلد &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;من غير ما يختاره حد&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; في ناحية تانية ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;هو مش إحنا في بلد واحدة ولا إيه ؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;هو إحنا مش بنشرب نفس المية و بنأكل نفس الأكل و بنروح نفس الأماكن و عايشين في نفس الكرة الأرضية ولا إيه ؟؟؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;بالله عليهم حد يرد عليا .. يمكن أنا غلطانة .. مش مهم .. بس الأهم أرجع أحس من تاني إن حواليا ناسي وأهلي وعزوتي اللي خايفة عليَّا وحمياني من الأطماع و الغدر و الخيانة ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;إمضاء ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;مصر&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What exactly are we waiting for? Is it Salvation? Is it Peace? Is it Harmony? Is it Love? Is it Marriage? Is it Kids? Is it Money? Is is Happiness? Is it paradise? ..&lt;/div&gt;
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A lot of times I don't know the answers to these questions, on the other hand I'm okay with it ..&lt;/div&gt;
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I tend to feel fine with the kind of life I'm living .. I tend to have peace with myself, even if people think otherwise .. I understand how they must feel .. They're just afraid of the things they know nothing about, specially when they actually care .. I agree I may seem confusing .. Surprisingly, they can't live my life, so they start urging me to change and live my life by their own rules ..&lt;/div&gt;
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However, I'm okay .. I'm Waiting ... :)&lt;/div&gt;
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Waiting isn't always a dreadful thing to feel .. Waiting isn't always demeaning or forsaken ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Waiting sometimes can be your only solution .. It may become your only road-to-cross for a better future ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Waiting, if it comes along with Patience, usually succeed to keep me right on track .. It helps me to survive, to appreciate life and go that extra mile everyone waits for ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Call me crazy, as I recently fell in love with Hope ..&amp;nbsp;Hardships do&amp;nbsp; not always bring you down, they can quickly pull you back up and make you stronger than you've ever known ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Suppression&amp;nbsp;isn't always the key to become better, in other words to FEEL better ..&lt;/div&gt;
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I've been there... I've known what it's like to prevent yourself from the things you love, the things you desperately long for, and the things that make you safe .. just to feel whole again ..&lt;/div&gt;
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If you tried waking up in the morning and going through your life journey, believe me you may find it fine after all .. Just tell yourself, you're gonna get what you want, you're gonna achieve what you've always dreamed of .. Just remind yourself of the treasures you have never taken a look at .. I'm sure you'll find a good thing or two that you love about yourself ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Have a conversation with yourself every now and then .. Don't feel shy about it .. It does actually work!&lt;/div&gt;
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Everything matters, don't ever&amp;nbsp;undermine&amp;nbsp;what you feel inside, don't ever think you're worthless .. That would only let you become more brutal, more cruel, more offensive to everyone else ..&lt;/div&gt;
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And yes, you do not live alone :) .. Whether you like it or not, you'll have to deal with someone somewhere some day ...&lt;/div&gt;
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I guess what I'm trying to say is ... Keep it simple, light, and full of flavor .. It's YOUR life we're talking about here .. It deserves some care, some appreciation, some joy to help you endure, affect, and enjoy ..&lt;/div&gt;
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Try to be&amp;nbsp;graceful&amp;nbsp;with yourself ..&amp;nbsp;indulge&amp;nbsp;it, pamper it, and caress it every once in a while ..&lt;/div&gt;
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You'll be blown away by the rewards if you let everything be reveled on its own ...&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Inspired by Take That's "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lrh9BqOC5nk&amp;amp;feature=share"&gt;I'd Wait For Life&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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She tends to drown in your eyes just by hearing your voice .. She loves hearing your heart beeping for her and only her .. She misses you everywhere she goes .. She sees you in every little thing she does ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Forgive her if she's love sick .. Forgive her if she may seem demanding .. Forgive her if she's too sensitive to handle .. She loves you and pleads for your kindness ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyday is a brand new day for her, only if she hears your voice .. Each morning she wakes up with a smile just because you're by her side .. And when the night comes, your arms is all she's got ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Try a little tenderness ... &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Inspired by Adele's &lt;a href="http://youtu.be/ukNF8V0_dyE"&gt;Lovesong&lt;/a&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b style="color: red; font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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It's never too late .. It's never too late to start living .. It's never too late to fall in love .. It's never too late to feel alive ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Know that you deserve to be treated with respect .. Know that you have rights for a better future .. Believe that you can achieve beyond your imagination ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Never belittle yourself .. Never think that you're less than anyone else .. Never underestimate your belief in You!&lt;br /&gt;
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Be Good .. Be Kind .. Be Truthful .. Be Sensible .. Be Joyful .. Be Considerate .. Be Giving .. Be Passionate .. Be Glamorous .. Be Confident .. Be Strong .. Be Beautiful .. Be Grateful .. Be Helpful .. Be Patient ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Be Real .......&lt;br /&gt;
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Only then ..... You'll Never Lose :)&lt;br /&gt;
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Cute! That's the first thing that came to my mind when I grabbed Shaymaa El Gammal's "Ta2 Marbouta." Its design gave me an impression that the book is certainly a fun, different ride; small and colorful, yet very enjoyable to read. It's very rare that I find Arabic books with appealing illustrations that goes along the readings as well.&lt;br /&gt;
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So, here's what I thought about the book after reading it cover to cover. Shaymaa managed to gather some of her personal life experiences, day-dreaming revelations, along with few interesting resolutions; reciting bits and pieces of what she believes in. It is quite shown that she gave her all and poured what she had in her heart to be able to write the chapters of this book. This book is her first experience in the world of publishing, however she's been writing for years now as a journalist in several magazines. &lt;br /&gt;
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Every girl will definitely relate to a chapter or two. The book is light, and very easy-to-read. It's mostly written in slang Arabic, exactly like she talks in real life. With every page that you flip, you'll feel it screams out her character. Her aspects are revealed in every story, every thought, and every vision.&lt;br /&gt;
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My personal favorite segment is called, "Sho'aa'a Nour" or "Ray of Light," expressing how a writer can feel sometimes when he/she can be consumed by their moods; how one can be stuck in a mental state of mixed feelings, not knowing what to write but few ramblings and subjective wishes. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLRiRNNqm9M/Toywplyz-XI/AAAAAAAAAoc/X54kP52Lwlg/s1600/315853_204172912986016_143239692412672_503344_297218058_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jLRiRNNqm9M/Toywplyz-XI/AAAAAAAAAoc/X54kP52Lwlg/s400/315853_204172912986016_143239692412672_503344_297218058_n.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, you'll notice that Shaymaa's writing style is daring and surprising. For example, She wasn't scared to narrate how she used to steal stuff from the library when she was a child, not realizing she did a bad deed in the first place of course, or how she gets jealous at her husband from the slightest incidents, like drinking a cup of cocoa that gives him warmth or sleeping on a pillow that may hold his head all night long.&lt;br /&gt;
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You don't want to miss "Ta2 Marbouta." After you finish reading, you'll be surprised to realize how it would provide you with the exact push/energy you wish to receive from a close friend. I felt good vibes coming out of this book. Encouragement is what I gained when I read these words: "Try to focus and remember the times when you were truly happy. Indeed, you have some memories that help you stick with whatever makes you sense real joy. Do not be shy ever!" ~ A quote from "A'an M'ana Al-Sa'ada Athadath" or "Speaking of Happiness."&lt;br /&gt;
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P.S: If you'd like to check more of her writings, go to: &lt;a href="http://ayamwayam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;http://ayamwayam.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cilantro Central Magazine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;October/November 2011&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Is the block finally coming to an end? I hope so .. I'm starting to feel some of the thoughts growing in my brain again .. They're like seeds sent from heaven .. Don't know where they come from ..&lt;br /&gt;
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My only solution is to stay calm .. Whenever I start recalling the past events, I panic; my brain takes a hold on me, sometimes totally freezes! Could it be because of the incidents that happened in my life recently? I really don't know ..&lt;br /&gt;
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Hopefully, this free writing practice will help me release the evil thoughts I have .. It may liberate me once again from my dark side .. Every writer has one, that's for sure ..&lt;br /&gt;
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I usually advice myself to fight back, but for this block I totally went with the flow .. I know it's almost a year since I've written a decent article or post, however I managed to keep up as much as I could .. You see... for me it's always about the idea... The quality, not the quantity! I can't help but wait for the right moment of inspiration, and start to pour out what I have in mind .. I'm not the kind of writer who can write for just writing .. I have to feel it! Call me emotional, but that's the way I'm made of .. in almost everything!&lt;br /&gt;
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I know this post may sound pointless, but it means something to Me :)&lt;br /&gt;
After all, I have always been into writing because I wanted to have a voice, not because I wanted to earn a living...&lt;br /&gt;
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I sincerely ask for your prayers... I'm experiecing some tough times nowadays and I could use your kindness anytime of the day...&lt;br /&gt;
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May ALLAH, the most gracious, the most merciful, grants us the right path and guides us to what he sees best! Amen!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ممكن معلش طلب صغير؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;كفاية كلام .. آه والله كفاية كلام ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;التلفزيون مابيبطلش كلام .. الناس مابتبطلش كلام .. الراديو مابيبطلش كلام .. والأهل طبعا مابيتواصوش :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;دول الناس اللي ماينفعش تقولهم بطلوا كلام .. مش عشان عيب مثلا لا سمح الله .. لأ عشان مفيش فايدة مش هيبطلوا أصلا :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;المهم .. أنا قصدي كفاية لإيه طيب؟&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;كفاية هلس .. آه والله كفاية هلس .. بمعنى أصح كفاية تُفشر وإنت مش عارف ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;كل من هبّ ودبّ دلوقتي يطلع على التلفزيون يقول أي كلام ملوش أي تلاتين لازمة يعملوا بيهم إشاعة يا إما يسنّوا سنة حسنة صراحة تلاقي كله قلّدهم وهلم جرّه ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;ويالهوي لما كانوا بيجيبوا المسلسل الزفت اللي اسمه مطلوب رجال .. يا خراشــــــــــــى .. بلاش أحكي بقى :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;خلصت الكلام .. بس بالله عليكم إتصرفوا .. يعني أنا مش بأقول ماتتفرجوش ولا متسمعوش ولا ماتتكلموش ... بس أوزنوا الكلام كده بعقلكم .. يعني مش أي حد ييجي يقول أي حاجة تصدقوه .. عايزين نقضى على حملة "إديني ودنك يا مواطن" اللي الشيطان عمل يووورررر فيها لما خلاص !!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;كلمتين كانوا واقفيين فى الزور وحبيت أقولهم .. بس كده !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I miss the little beep in my heart that spreads like fire within me whenever I hear him calling my name ..&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss how he looks at me without uttering a single word, waiting for me to tell what he feels instead ..&lt;br /&gt;
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I miss the tingles, the yawns, the breathe I take whenever he's around ..&lt;br /&gt;
But, what I miss the most is how he caresses me by his soothing voice all day long ..&lt;br /&gt;
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My soul longs for eternity by his side ..&lt;br /&gt;
My voice aches to beg him to stay every time ..&lt;br /&gt;
My heart knows what my mind wants, but can't seem to surrender to what we're living in, what we're walking up to, and what we're waiting for, every single day ...&lt;br /&gt;
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Patience is our only allegiance ..&lt;br /&gt;
God is our only allay .. &lt;br /&gt;
Pleading for mercy is the only way ...&lt;br /&gt;
To be granted a glimpse of heaven if only for a while ...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;إلهي
 أُشهِدك إني أُحِبك و أُحِب من أحَبّك فأرزُقني اللهُم من أُحِب فضلاً و 
ليس فرضاً .. جزاءً لطاعتنا و ليس أمراً .. اللهم إجمعني به في خير .. 
رحمةً و مودةً منك .. اللهُم أنت الغني ونحن الفقراء إليك .. ليس لنا سواك 
.. لا منجى و لا ملجأ منك إلا إليك .. أنت مولانا و حسبنا في الدنيا و 
الأخرة .. اللهم تقبل دعائنا و بدِّل سيئاتنا حسنات و حبِّب إلينا الطاعات 
.. اللهم آمــــــــيـــــــــن&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Here's a Reality Check for you, I turned 29 years today.. Oh, yes.. I'm not a little girl anymore :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a mind, body, and soul that can talk, walk, act, feel, cry, object, scream, and reject your insightful advices! &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't need some shitty job to define who I am, I don't need you to tell me I've done nothing with my life, and I won't let ANYONE to choose any life decisions on my behalf..&lt;br /&gt;
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I already have a personality.. I already know what I love and what I hate.. I already have goals that your mind can't process! &lt;br /&gt;
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I don't have to be you to succeed, I don't have to endure the nonsense I hear from you or anyone else about how my life is worthless and useless...&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm done taking my orders from you, I'm done waiting for you to understand, I'm done giving you a chance to redeem yourself..&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm standing up for myself, I'm taking the most important decision in my life, I'm fighting your typical norm of living..&lt;br /&gt;
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I won't be you .. I won't be anywhere near you .. I won't even wait for your empathy anymore ..&lt;br /&gt;
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 I have a will and I'm gonna fight for it! I'm gonna do what I want, what I decide, and what I plan ..&lt;br /&gt;
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I want to live my life as I dream for it to be.. I want to believe in what I do, I want to feel I'm good at what I do.. Give it a rest, I'm not like you.. So, quit lecturing me!&lt;br /&gt;
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Either you offer your support, or simply SHUT the **** UP!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I'm not an ordinary person &amp;amp; I never will be .. Yes, I get bored easily, deal with it .. But, disrespect?! This, I won't endure by any means!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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What goes around comes around in case you didn't already know that .. And, yes I may lose a lot of ppl thru my life &amp;amp; I may not have lots of close friends .. However, I gain others each day. Believe it or not, whoever stays, a.k.a stands by me, is as genuine as hell!&lt;br /&gt;
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This reminds me, I'm done writing formal essays &amp;amp; useless words .. Yeah, I'm bored as hell &amp;amp; you know you are too!
Unless the piece grabs my attention, I'm placing it in the nearest trash! I'm writing what I want, when I want, how I want!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Ugggghhhhhh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Despite what other people may think, I believe that "Pain" is a crucial part of our lives..&lt;br /&gt;
It's our fuel.. It's what keeps us going and ignites our fire..&lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, people misuse it.. They tend to re-live it over and over again, when it's only meant to push you along the way..&lt;br /&gt;
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I admit, I was trapped for many years in this type of looping phase; where I see all non-living things feeding on my brain.. I was standing still, couldn't manage to breathe or maybe think of a solution.. As if I'm trying to be dead, when I'm not :)&lt;br /&gt;
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I used to wonder how people actually live beside all this torments and delusions.. Depression was the only road for me.. Didn't know the true meaning of positivity.. I would be positive for a few days in a month, and the rest are full of total misery..&lt;br /&gt;
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But, something truly happened... I got got fed up!&lt;br /&gt;
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I knew then I had the power to choose..&lt;br /&gt;
I knew that anger wasn't the solution to everything..&lt;br /&gt;
I knew that talking to someone actually helps..&lt;br /&gt;
I knew that there were people feeling the same as I am; breathing the same air that I'm inhaling..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Suddenly, I was not alone anymore.. I was set free.. I could do anything I wanted in the world..&lt;br /&gt;
I was convinced that I matter for real.. I felt "Pain" was always there for a reason.. I finally knew why I had had to put up with all what I'm facing.. You can flip it, toss it, turn it around, re-shape it.... you name it! Do ANYTHING you want with it :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What a relief! Kindness genuinely works in our life... Whether you CHOOSE to believe it or not, CHANGE can actually happen...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Try it yourself.. Give a chance to Good to vanquish Evil.. Darkness do fade away..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VK4TwstB2AM"&gt;Set Fire To The Rain&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;/i&gt; as ADELE sings ;)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Have a good day everyone!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637167555676225599-979170516058417742?l=nouhiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Holding on to your grudges.. What a splendid work of art!&lt;br /&gt;
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The situation goes as follows.. Someone decides to argue with you, then you choose not to go for it.. The conclusion is that you're not brave enough to respond.. (Or, that's how their mind works).&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here's a wake up call for you :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe they decided to do that ("retreat" in their case, or this is how you picture it) 'cause they actually cared about your feelings.. Maybe they chose not to be drawn to a loop of useless, inefficient arguments.. Maybe, just maybe they didn't want to live by your delusional standards..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, yes.. For the sake of goodness and friendship... They ARE actually good people :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Believe it or not, you're not so perfect either.. You have to realize that it was your fault one way or the other.. Maybe you weren't so brave yourself when you decided to hold the grudge.. Maybe you weren't as strong as you think when you chose not to confront them (earlier)..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I may not make sense to you right now, nor to those reading this post.. But the fact that you choose a demeaning way to deal with a person explains a lot...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Here's another wake up call for you ... We're not God :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
We do not get the chance to lecture/control people... We do not choose how a person responds, acts, or feels towards another...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
If you simply want to stop knowing a person, don't make a fuss about it... Making a scene isn't always the solution...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Also, if you want to REGAIN someone's trust, you have to give your all.. You have to fight to make things right... That's how they really acknowledge how genuine you are.. Whether you like it or not, people need pampering..&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
At the end, all this could happen on only one condition: that this person would ACTUALLY CARE :)&lt;br /&gt;
Unfortunately, they don't :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cheers! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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"Something is Missing!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
How many times do you recite this phrase to yourself everyday?&lt;br /&gt;
How many days do you wait for a miracle? &lt;br /&gt;
To what extent are you willing to really wait for the one?&lt;br /&gt;
Are you really satisfied with your life?&lt;br /&gt;
Have you achieved what you've always dreamed of?&lt;br /&gt;
Have you got the chance to actually get to know yourself?&lt;br /&gt;
What was your childhood dream job?&lt;br /&gt;
Do you practice what you preach for real?&lt;br /&gt;
What's the one thing you're still holding on to?&lt;br /&gt;
What makes you unique?&lt;br /&gt;
What do you really want? Not what your parents want, nor your friends.. Just YOU!&lt;br /&gt;
....................&lt;br /&gt;
...........................&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Do I need to list more questions? Did I succeed to grab your attention?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Now please answer. For the love of God, do it! Don't stand still. Don't blame others. Just be true to yourself for once. Bring back the fire you're losing. Remind yourself of what you've always wanted. Ignite your lost flame.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Believe it or not, using your brains actually is effective like fireworks. Even though you're standing still, THERE IS HOPE. There are way worse circumstances than what you're living in. Of course, I'll hear you saying, "I need to care about myself now. Me soul needs repairing." HELL YES it does, that's why you MUST listen to other stories that yours. :)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Get your mind off of things. Search out for the different colors of life. Try not to be selfish for once and help others. Forgive! And that's an order :) You may think those tasks are tiring, but trust me when I tell you this; Only those who are enjoying this life we're living are the ones who really embrace pain.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This is not another shitty blog post, nor I'm trying to impress you. This is an attempt to remind myself, before you, that we all matter. We are born for a purpose, Don't die just yet!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Keep it simple as much as you can. You never know what you're facing next in life, you oughta be prepared to be risky. That's your only ticket to salvation.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637167555676225599-4197700270276278273?l=nouhiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I very much love innovation, maybe cuz I'm Bipolar. Then again, who doesn't?!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Although, most people nowadays see the back seat of everything, I still choose to see it in my own way. This country IS &amp;amp; WILL BE great! Not because we want to, but because ALLAH (swt) has decided to grant us, at last, the true path to salvation.&lt;br /&gt;
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I still have hope and I still see the light at the end of the tunnel. It's there, it's near, and it's, indeed, for all mankind, and not just for Egyptians. We have known the true meaning of Fajr Prayer, and that, my friends, is our first weapon.&lt;br /&gt;
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I hope this coming stage spreads not more but amazing ideas and free-spirited visions, which will help us all on our road to failure; consequently, our country's first, true life experience.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Inspired by: &lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;"It is impossible to live without 
failing at  something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as 
well not have  lived at all -- in which case, you fail by default." ~ 
J.K. Rowling .. Author and Best Seller of Harry Potter series.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits goes to:&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/B-Bassem-Youssef-Show/133575320045773"&gt;B+ Bassem Youssef Show&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;اليهود  بيتغذوا على الكره والغيظ والخوف اللي في قلوبكم .. مابيهدلهمش بال ولا  بيناموا بالليل كده وهم شايفين البلد دي بتكبر .. تصريح امريكا بإعفاء  المليار جنية وانجلترا النهارده بالحكم علينا غرامة ما يتعداش بسهولة ..  خدعوك فـقالوا هيبقوا راضيين عننا أو إن صورتنا تتحسن قدام العالم كله ..  ولو حد إستسلم وصدق الهلس اللي بيحصل ده .. يبقى العيب فينا إحنا مش فيهم  ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;يا رب أرزقنا الهداية و أرنا الحق حق و أرزقنا إتباعه و أرنا الباطل باطل و أرزقنا اجتنابه .. ادعو بكده يا ريت :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;وعشان تهدوا أعصابكم اتفرجوا على اللينك ده : &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTw8FR9s_qU&amp;amp;sns=fb"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DTw8FR9s_qU&amp;amp;sns=fb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt; و عشان تفهموا وجهة نظرى إقرأ الخبر ده: &lt;a href="http://www.dostor.org/politics/middle-east/11/may/6/41412"&gt;http://www.dostor.org/politics/middle-east/11/may/6/41412&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span data-jsid="text" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span dir="rtl"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637167555676225599-8537124637930161531?l=nouhiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;I refuse&lt;/i&gt; to lose how you make me feel. &lt;i&gt;I refuse&lt;/i&gt; to neglect the fact that it's real. &lt;i&gt;I refuse&lt;/i&gt; to let go of something so rare to find, so hard to get.&lt;i&gt; I refuse&lt;/i&gt; to surrender to negativity, to give in to my fears. But, I only agree on becoming more stronger, to grow older, to feel recognized... You're the only road I see ahead of me." ~ &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.. N.O.H.A ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7637167555676225599-2403498013490530796?l=nouhiz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Hmm… speaking of the devil, "COMMITMENT" is usually the sum of all  fears; the scariest action a man has to do. But, a person has to be  fair, as well, because there are some men who are craving for some love  and dedication in their lives. Obviously, those aren't the ones whom we  will be talking about here. Let's first review the meaning of  Commitment, shall we? &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; The What &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Usually,  Commitment is to be able to fully give in to the person that you love  and desire. It is to be devoted and willing to love unconditionally,  while having the courtesy of being responsible and living up to it. But,  let's face it; that's how WOMEN see it. Men, on the other hand, think  of it as some sort of entrapment. Unfortunately, it has been widely  spread nowadays among their species that it is the hardest decision they  will have to take through their entire lives. Then again, they're the  ones who own the keys to the whole kingdom. Usually, they think that it  is the toughest job ever; far more complex than climbing mountains,  traveling through time and space or having dinner with President Obama  for instance. It's exactly like taking the hottest girl on the block out  for a day! You'll feel trapped and dazzled at first, but then you can  get bored and want to instantly shoot her due to her stupidity. But  still, if she's got the looks, then she's worth the trouble ;) &lt;br /&gt;
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That's how I think men talk to themselves when they hear the word "Commitment" for the first time:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;  "Commitment? ... What in the world is that word? ... Who came up with  this word in the first place? ... I've never heard about this word in my  entire life, I swear! :| " &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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While that's how women usually react:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;  "Oh my! You're my ultimate love... You're whom I've been dying to meet  through my entire life... How can you not know about commitment? ...  Aren't your mum and dad committed already?" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Men reply as follows: &lt;i&gt; "All I know is that they're taking turns of yelling at me. I never knew that's called Commitment!" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Funny,  huh?! There used to be a time when men craved for a look or just a  three words letter sent by their sole soul mates. They spent hours and  hours waiting for their love to just drop by and say Hi. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; The Why &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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You  see, our domestic problems have widely grown. The policies and routine  lives are growing on us, but the main issue is that we all have family  conflicts. We all suffer from the lack of communication and we all do  absolutely nothing about it. God only saves the ones who truly try to  make things work for themselves and genuinely offer all what they have  to give for the sake of peaceful reality. If you ask any guy about their  relationship with their parents, they mostly answer as follows: &lt;i&gt; "I don't see them that much to have a relationship that often." &lt;/i&gt;  They tend to escape their lives and lead a totally different one on the  outside. I've always believed in the saying that states: "If you really  wanna know how a man will treat you, you should observe how he treats  his mom." You may think I'm old fashioned, but believe me it's  incredibly true. Just observe it for yourself and you'll know I'm right.  &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; The Who &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Whenever you ask a man nowadays of how he sees his future, he goes like: &lt;i&gt; "Ahhh ... mmm ... of course, of course... Hey dude, wait for me!" &lt;/i&gt;  And that's how the show ends ladies and gentlemen. Who do you think is  responsible for this? OF COURSE THE WOMAN WHO ASKED; Are you kidding  me??!! **Laughing Out Loud** And, the list just pops out of his head; &lt;i&gt; "she's definitely complicated, ignorant, and bossy. I'll never call her again!" &lt;/i&gt;  I usually wonder why they wanna escape having thoughts or even neglect  to try having a 5 years plan for example. It's very hard to find a  decent thoughtful guy who doesn't think that he's some sort of a God  around here. Most of them think they're GAMDEEN AWI; fantasizing the day  when they will conquer any heart of a woman and give her the privilege  of being his companion. And, who's always the one to blame for any  disaster? OF COURSE, THE WOMAN as well. &lt;i&gt; "Why the hell do you go talk to that guy for?" &lt;/i&gt; (a man acts nervously) &lt;i&gt; "Haven't I told you million of times to call me when you decide to go out? ... Aren't you supposed to make me better?" &lt;/i&gt;  Oh please! For the love of God, enough having meaningless quarrels! On  the other hand, try to reasonably discuss things and treat your woman  like a human being, who has a brain and not just a soothing ointment  that you use whenever you feel a bee's sting. It's widely known among  the society of women that they have to act dumb ALL THE TIME, in order  to preserve the guy she's with -- as if he's a national treasure or  something!&lt;br /&gt;
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So, don't ever think that we're endlessly  lost. Believe it or not, we do know how to act and react around men. In  fact, it mostly consumes as all our lives and that's because "WE'RE BORN  TO DO IT!" We're specially designed to contain and embrace your  existence, not to clean up your daily smelly mess. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; The How &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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--  I'm the man of the 'Dos' &amp;amp; not the 'I Dos' -- Huh?! What does that  even mean?! You're a man who loves action, but can never be a part of  it. So, it means that you'd love to have a woman in your life to  cherish, to hold … bla bla bla, but you can never get hitched. SPLENDID!  So, that's how it has been working for over 5 years or more now.  Whenever you talk to a guy about marriage, he simply and literary freaks  out! They instantly think you're trying to trap them or something. They  amazingly start changing the subject and may, suddenly, remember that  he had a doctor appointment that he's missed and need to reschedule for  his own health. It's like Jason has risen from the graveyard and decided  to pay him a visit. I'll never forget the expression that I heard from a  friend's ex-boyfriend, when he suddenly asked her to hang up the phone  just because she mentioned that she could wait for him "IF" -- and I  repeat "IF" -- he decided that they should get engaged. Hmm, but I think  that was slightly better that the other guy who was ALREADY engaged and  still wants to be with her. I was like and I quote: &lt;i&gt; "Why didn't he ever think of getting engaged to you?" &lt;/i&gt; and she replied, quoting his words as well: &lt;i&gt; "I don't know. I just never thought of you as my wife!" &lt;/i&gt;  And what really makes you laugh is that he's totally convinced that  he's not doing her any harm or to his wife-to-be. He's being honest and  that's an amazing privilege in her life (In his bloody sweaty twisted  dreams!). &lt;br /&gt;
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Do us a favor and just be direct once and  for all guys. If you're into having fun, just inform women up front.  You'll be surprised of the outcomes and I'm not kidding. Just be open  and allow us to be ourselves without all the lies and deceit that you  all wish they could disappear. Moreover, if you're truly into a woman  for real, highlight it and don't be afraid to just pour out what you  have to say so spontaneously. Women always love a man who's protective  of his feelings, but passionate as well. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; The End &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I  hope I didn't sound offensive or anything. I know I tend to be strict  when it comes to morals. And, I repeat; I'm not against ALL men and I'm  not some sort of an angel either. I just think that the ignorant way of  treating a woman is past tense. However, I admit that some women deserve  to be treated as pets because they simply choose to act like one. To  make things end up pretty smooth, I would love to express my gratitude  to the manly race; they're the reason we exist and they're the ones who  make our lives easier. It always feels like heaven when a man simply  decides to 'yedala3 el wa7da menena shwya.' All they have to know is  that we're not slow as we seem and we do deserve some respect and  harmony every now and then. Simply, treat people like you want to be  treated and have a healthy conversation every now and then. This saying  goes out to both of you! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Cairo Elite Magazine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;November 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt; .. N.O.H.A .. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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