Saturday, November 08, 2008

Visit


I was waiting for this week end since last week… I was really exhausted and in brutal need for some rest… though, they woke me up very early… we had to pay someone a Visit… a sudden Visit… The wind was blowing our veils… but it was nice and delicate… silence was dominating… only some tears… fears and little or no words… We always get ready for happy moments… and we waste a lot of time preparing for them and gathering people to share with us… as for today there were many people… only invited this morning… there was no time to get ready… but we were all there… We all know that this Visit is un-avoidable for each and every one of us… but we rarely prepare for it… and most of the times it surprises us… I am wondering how such a day will be for me…

Mena Mostafa

7 comments:

Fatma Ali said...

i love graves

Ayat Elshami said...

I love the ones in behind the free zone... I pass by them every day twice and pray for a wonderful grave...
But I think what you are talking about here is not merely graves... it's the someone therein...
Rabena yer7amna w yer7am mawtana wa mawta almuslimeen walmo2meneen gamee3an en shaa Allah.

Scorpion said...

hard times, we ba3deen nightmare, we ba3deen death. eih el nezam !!

Happy said...

Yeah it's unavoidble yet we tend to forget this fact until it surprises us as you said..
Each of these visits, not only makes us feel we will part from someone we care for but also reminds us of all similar visits in our life..

Fady Sedrak said...

Visit is just a relative word! You were paying someone a visit whose visit has ended. Actually during our visit we pay a lot of visits. These visits don't mean that we are visiting because the person we are visiting went for another visit. Don't worry all these visits will end up by finishing our visit and then other people will come to visit us while we are in another visit.

Did you get my point.

Ayat Elshami said...

My grandma Allah yer7amha died some years ago... She was about seventy-something when she died... This made me think... God, after more than seventy years, it's over... no matter how one would stay, it'll definitely be over... adn no matter how long you stay with someone or something or some job or some success or some sorrow or some pain... everything will be over... and it won't then differ so much how long it stayed... The woman died over seventy and we still wanted her around more.... It's like we've gotta always be aware that what we have and whom we have won't be with us forever, so better make the best use of everything in life now...

Mwa6en Masry said...

ana ba2a nefsy nas keteer awy teb2a fy el visit beta3ty...akter 7aga et2sart beeha lama ro7t fe visit men dool we mal2tsh 3'iry ana we 7ad tany bas, sa3etha bas 7aseet be ya3ny eah yeb2a feeh 7ad bi7bak we 2d eah momken teb2a 2imtak men 3'eer ely bi7ebook

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