You've been missed

You've been missed I say as you were my original in everyday. I did it first for you, took care of myself for you, changed a lot for you, my first waiting was for you, my first love passion and attention looks have always been for you, I was that little nice girl who used to wakeup everyday to catch a glimpse of you. Steal time for you. You took all my breaths. I thought you were meant for me. Though you fell for me, my short chopped hair, my young foolish looks and my gorgeous smile I claim. But to you I was like any other girl. And I didn't know you were so cold. I didn't know that you'd bite your own tongue not to tell me what I wanted to hear, to comfort me. You were definitely my type. The one I would go crazy for and do whatever he wants. I saw you the best in this world, but you didn't. I loved all of you though you never spoke a word. You are the kind of people that makes me want to die for them to notice me, feel grief and agony, and maybe maybe regret what you have been hiding from me all this time. I have been honest and direct to you the whole time you've been messing around. And now after years have passed, I discovered I have your own place still set in my heart... You've been missed, your gorgeous smile is missed, your green eyes stare has been missed, your deep soul has been missed, your mysterious moves has been missed, the way you looked at me so hungrily has been missed, I have never felt quench anytime after... Those days were my best, I still tell you... I know you're maybe with someone else now, being enough fulfilled, your pretty soul should have given her gorgeous time, and your ease should provide her the best quality in life, your emerald eyes will only lead her through... When she gets lost you will know the way. When you feel you can't do it you will try everyday. It's the hard laugh you will give her when she is being insane, the light smirk when she is saying your name, the frown you will form when she is not being fair, the one eyebrow you'll raise when she is leaving your way, they will all make her fall for you as they previously changed my way... Now I am not ashamed. Some people are never meant to share your way...

Will you conduct a person's silence?

Do you listen to the words someone says or to what your head is telling you about them?

Do you lend an ear when you are asked?

Do you really give people the chance to try and tell you what they actually want to tell you? Can you tell the difference? 

Have you ever gone way too far you couldn't speak? Or Couldn't put your thoughts in words?

Have you ever felt like screaming your lungs out of your mouth and no one could still hear you? Have you not? Does it hurt? 

Would you rather prefer to speak it all out when someone annoys you or just keep it down this time again saying they have never listened before so they won't this time?

Have you ever been deafened by your own thoughts?

Have you ever had a crowd that could explode in your own brain but chose to keep mute? Do you like it? 

How many times you didn't listen? 

Did you know your heart had ears too? Have you ever used them? 

Have you ever been wounded by someone's words? Do you know why? Is it because your ears listened or your heart?

Have you ever seen the words in someone's eyes but your ears could never catch them? How many times did you concentrate? 

Do you know why someone people don't speak much? Are you curious? Do they have something to tell? Will you judge them?

Have you ever heard a weak voice out in trouble and chose to ignore it? 

Do you hear normal street and object voices? Did you hear human ones? Are they the same? Are human's warmer?

Do you like the rain? Would you listen if it speaks? Have ever heard a moan? Did you try listening to it? Have your heart responded? 

Do you have a loudmouth? Being heard no matter the crowd? Will you lower it?

Have you ever wanted not to miss a word in a lecture you like? Did you take notes? Have you ever taken notes of what someone tells you? Have you ever learned by talking? Did listening ever hurt you? 

Have someone ever burst into scream in your face? Did you listen to their tears? 

Can you hug someone for no reason and they cry? People are only that emotional.

Do you know word could get lost? Do you know how much you lost? 

Have you ever noticed that sounds differ? Do you know why? 

Have you noticed a women's voice is of a higher pitch than that of a man? Did you hear it when she is angry or crying? Is too hard to bear? 

Did you notice the voice of a man? Does it scare you when they scream?

Have you ever heard a kid's scream? Can you bear? Do you feel their pain?

Have you ever heard someone talking slow? Do you know why? 

Have you ever heard a loud voice? Did it make you understand?

Did you know that ears lie? They tell you words that passed by, not what they hid? Have you ever listened to your favorite song over and over again? Does it bore you? Has it been with a person? Did they bore you? 

Do you know you have two ears? Do you use them as much?

Do you know you could kill someone instantly by not listening to them? Do you know you could give some help? Do you know how much that causes? Are you aware? 

Do you ever want to lose someone you love with words hanging on their tongue? Will it hurt you? 

What if what you always thought about someone was never true? Will it differ? Will you listen closely? Will you try? 

Will you conduct a person's silence?..

Why men love b*tches?

If you read the book by the author Sherry Argov the American writer, you'll be astonished how the American people think. Well according to the author, a bitch is a woman of power, self respect and loves herself more than she loves the other person in the relationship. And also according to the author a woman should be more of an equal than of a self-sacrificing or a victim to the man. But that's not the thing to be amazed about. That thing is that she's actually advising what most religions do advise. The less skin you uncover the more your value and the more the man's imagination goes when looking at you. Because yes men love to imagine more than to see what they're used to see everyday. Let's get back to our society, the more she uncovers the more she's interesting to a man! Why? because Egyptian men think if she is covering herself, simply she's got something to hide. Have you ever heard someone telling you that he sent his sister to see the bride alone, for her to see if the bride has a good hair, skin and body? Well if you haven't, it happens. 

It's gone from bad to worse. Hijab is only worn because maybe she's desperate of her bad hair and that she doesn't have something good to show! Well, if you excuse me, when my parents first told me about Hijab it was an obligation. So if you can see what our society is all about; It's covered because it's cheap and it's all bare because it has a value to show. If she's not wearing a Hijab or more appealing she's not left alone either, she's called having less self respect, not raised well, but at least we can see what we will be too afraid to see. We are becoming more visionary, more shallow and less qualitative. What I want to say is; fashion is fashion, a girl is a girl, a bitch is a bitch, Hijab is Hijab. You don't get to label people according to your past experience. Instead make some effort and get to know them. Spare yourself and her the guessing. Take her as she is, have you ever wanted to be with a girl who wanted you to get fat, all muscled up, wear tighter pants or larger t-shirts? You cannot save people you can only love them. I believe in that, because everyone has got their good and bad, you can only hope they learn something good from you. And about what a man loves; he loves how a girl can be independent and standing for herself. He loves how she could handle things on her own, but gives him the authority to handle the difficulties in both their lives. He despises neediness and drama. Story long short,  if you let him be your king, he won't hesitate to make you his queen.

تاكل الخيار مقشر ولا متاكلش خيار خالص؟

الخيار جميل وكل الناس بتحبه في السلطة ومخلل والذي منه.. بس انا مبحبش الخيار غير وهو مقشر ولو مش مقشر مش باكله.. وكل ما اقول لحد كده يقوللي الخيار فايدته في القشرة ماشي بس اكله بنص فايدة ولا ماكلش فايدة خالص؟ واجهتني نفس المشكلة في حاجات تانية كتير زي الشغل مثلا.. انا مهندسة اتصالات لسه متخرجة مبقاليش كام شهر ومستعجلة اوي على الشغل بس نفسي في حاجة في مجالي.. وللأسف مجالي في اسكندرية مقتول وفرصه قليلة اوي.. وقدمت في شركة ومتقبلتش فيها.. لقيت اقتراحات الناس اني "امّشي" حالي واشتغل مُدرسة "وخلاص" .. طب انا مش عايزة اشتغل مُدرسة ومش بحب التدريس ولا اعرف حبقى شاطرة في ولا لأ واصلا ده مش مجالي، مش بعد خمس سنين تعذيب اروح ادرس وبعدين سهلة او مش سهلة وانا مالي!؟ انا درست حاجة معينة عايزة انتج فيها واتميز.. التدريس جميل والمعلم مبجّل بس انا مليش فيه! يقولك ما اهو اصل الشغل بيجيب شغل ولو دخلتي حتعملي علاقات شغل، حضرتك انا بقالي خمس او ست سنين بعمل في علاقات ما نفعنيش منها حاجة. بس هي الحياة مقايضة "trade offs" كل لما تاخد حاجة لازم تدّي قصادها.. يعني لو عايز راحة البال في شغلانة اي كلام ومتوجعش دماغك خد دي وخلاص، مُدرسة بقى او ايا كان ايه في غير مجالك.. عايز شغلة في مجالك تبقى تستنى وتتعب وتذاكر وتحسن من نفسك لحد ما تكون جاهز تماماً ليها.. يمكن في اي بلد برة الوضع مختلف بس دي مصر.. فترجع تسأل نفسك كل يوم تاكل الخيارة مقشرة ولا متاكلش خيار خالص؟