Category: writing&blogging
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Strange Faces… Yet Familiar
“The question remains: will we be the strange faces in someone else’s story, or are we already just minor characters in a world where our presence hardly leaves a trace?”
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Chasing the Clouds
The magic hour and the beauty of sunrise and sunset, the moonlight casting its charm on the window, the sparkling stars piercing the dark night, chasing the clouds, and gazing at a full moon; these fleeting reflections of nature framed by windows bringing peace to the house. The laughter and…
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Glimpses of Heaven
The notion of existence, of living as a being in this world; a combination of matter, body, and soul. It leaves us considering the ultimate destination. What happens when our physical form concludes its journey, and the soul carries on alone? As believers in faith, in life and death, and…
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Haunting Odors
On summer nights, a gentle breeze would slip through the yellow-framed window of my room, bringing with it the powerful scents of jasmine and gardenia. The jasmine tree in our backyard stood tall, while next door, a gardenia tree spread its fragrance. As the night breeze escaped through the room,…
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Beyond Pages…A Cruel Reality!
A small gift that opened my eyes to the cruelty of the world. A couple of years ago, specifically in 2016, my sister travelled to Vietnam and Cambodia as a tourist. As usual, she came back bearing gifts: special shawls and silks, and of course my ultimate gift of all…
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Life in Stories
When Margaret Atwood said : “In the end, we’ll all become stories.”, I felt that we are all characters in this ending world, writing a short chapter that will end sooner than we think. When the time comes, there will be stories, stories of friendship, of love, of suffering, of…
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Outside My Window
During burning Beirut summer days, I have acquired the habit of staring out the window from the 9th floor, the adjacent rooftops and nearby windows open up as a grid of life, on the nearby building an umbrella and chairs were set between the water tanks making the perfect spot for a summer…
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But…
Can you see the reflection of the lights at dusk, the beauty and magic of the moment? Can you feel the chilly breeze? Can you see the whiteness of the snow and the purity of the scene ? Can you hear the secrets of the ocean? Can you feel the…
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A Call Before Dawn
Before dawn, the world is quiet, darkness, empty streets, the light of thunder striking through the window and breaking the silence of the night. Windows rattling, wind screaming through the cracks, the world is shaking, pairs of eyes sparkle in the darkness of the room, in wonder, in terror, gazing…
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A Gift in a Shoebox
Eager faces, dim smiles, waiting, with eyes focused on two huge boxes placed in-front of the green board. Until the moment, the teacher says, “one by one you can come and pick one”. The drift of the tiny creatures, start moving one by one; boys on one side picking a…
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