Monday, December 29, 2008
In Gaza There Is...
As I was trying to figure out how to start my day, being unfocused and silently angry since yesterday_ in front of the latest events in Gaza_ I discovered this genius drawing by Mazen Kerbaj
Friday, December 12, 2008
Womanizer Alert
After looking at the sky for the past 2 weeks, refusing to deal with life on earth I decided I should go back to a very important topic: What is wrong with MEN!!
When a womanizer tells you to be careful of another womanizer, which one of the two should you believe? The womanizer or the womanizer?
Did you ever notice that a womanizer suddenly becomes a caring friend when asked about another guy; he tells you to be careful, that you will get hurt, that he is not serious and most probably would break your heart, when he had done the same things few months, weeks or even days ago... So what would you do in this case? Believe him and forget the crush you have on the other womanizer or just be adventurous and decide to unveil the truth by yourself?
A year ago I met an academic young man who was in Lebanon for research for a year or so… I had a crush on his country and he had a crush on both mine… We were both impressed by each other but our relation was simply friendship. I think we also shared a small crush on each other but none of us dared doing the effort; we both were a bit too cautious after bad experiences the year before.
We lost touch for several months but then I saw him on a hot summer Beirut day and he was completely different! He had become so confident, Did not look so academic anymore, but looked more of an “American Gigolo,” 3 decades later… He hardly talked to me and this was quite upsetting; I thought we were friends who impressed each other with our political and social statements, did he move on? Later on I heard that he has been having such a great time in Lebanon, that his intimate life was very successful and that he has been one of Lebanon’s TOP ex-pat men. Honestly this simply disappointed me. He was so much easier to talk to before, now I just felt I needed an appointment to get him to talk to me. Well few weeks later I learned that I just needed to have an attractive look, which I had that night, and he would notice me in a second, which he did.
Now something about women_ that I doubt men are aware of_ is that when they have a gossip material, they really use it and abuse it! I kept hearing from here and there, my female friends from different tastes in men talking about him: Some would say that he was so much cuter before, while others would say that he looked really different and sexy now and much more attractive. But one thing we all agreed on was that he had changed a lot and it was all because of the female attention he was having since he arrived in Lebanon. Which left me thinking if it was his fault or the Lebanese women’s fault.
Do women have this effect on men? Do we collaborate in giving them the confidence to change from being once simple and honest men and becoming womanizers? NOD!!
So my American-Gigolo-academic friend was online last time and I wanted to ask him for some gossip about Monsieur J. This was 2 months ago, when Monsieur J made himself present in my life. The first thing the academic guy said was:
D do not get into him… he is a womanizer!!!
I paused, wondering if he knew that he was also one… Then he went on: “Of course like many of us.” I smiled... Yeah he knew…
When a womanizer tells you to be careful of another womanizer, which one of the two should you believe? The womanizer or the womanizer?
Did you ever notice that a womanizer suddenly becomes a caring friend when asked about another guy; he tells you to be careful, that you will get hurt, that he is not serious and most probably would break your heart, when he had done the same things few months, weeks or even days ago... So what would you do in this case? Believe him and forget the crush you have on the other womanizer or just be adventurous and decide to unveil the truth by yourself?
A year ago I met an academic young man who was in Lebanon for research for a year or so… I had a crush on his country and he had a crush on both mine… We were both impressed by each other but our relation was simply friendship. I think we also shared a small crush on each other but none of us dared doing the effort; we both were a bit too cautious after bad experiences the year before.
We lost touch for several months but then I saw him on a hot summer Beirut day and he was completely different! He had become so confident, Did not look so academic anymore, but looked more of an “American Gigolo,” 3 decades later… He hardly talked to me and this was quite upsetting; I thought we were friends who impressed each other with our political and social statements, did he move on? Later on I heard that he has been having such a great time in Lebanon, that his intimate life was very successful and that he has been one of Lebanon’s TOP ex-pat men. Honestly this simply disappointed me. He was so much easier to talk to before, now I just felt I needed an appointment to get him to talk to me. Well few weeks later I learned that I just needed to have an attractive look, which I had that night, and he would notice me in a second, which he did.
Now something about women_ that I doubt men are aware of_ is that when they have a gossip material, they really use it and abuse it! I kept hearing from here and there, my female friends from different tastes in men talking about him: Some would say that he was so much cuter before, while others would say that he looked really different and sexy now and much more attractive. But one thing we all agreed on was that he had changed a lot and it was all because of the female attention he was having since he arrived in Lebanon. Which left me thinking if it was his fault or the Lebanese women’s fault.
Do women have this effect on men? Do we collaborate in giving them the confidence to change from being once simple and honest men and becoming womanizers? NOD!!
So my American-Gigolo-academic friend was online last time and I wanted to ask him for some gossip about Monsieur J. This was 2 months ago, when Monsieur J made himself present in my life. The first thing the academic guy said was:
D do not get into him… he is a womanizer!!!
I paused, wondering if he knew that he was also one… Then he went on: “Of course like many of us.” I smiled... Yeah he knew…
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Two Stars and a Moon
In this horrible traffic we have been dealing with in Lebanon for the past few weeks now, just enough to let people swear and lose their patience before the holidays, I looked up to the sky last Monday Dec. 1, and saw a beautiful sight: two stars and a moon...
The sky was very dark as no other stars were lighting it up; but something was so intriguing about those 2 stars and moon: They simply looked as if they were there chatting with each other...
When I was young I used to look at the moon and imagine there was a man up there, and I could see his silhouette very clearly... I still can see it sometimes...
Now I kept looking up and thinking, they are surely chatting about the world, maybe about the future of humanity? Or most probably about each human being? If they were, then I knew later that night exactly what they were talking about me and what was to happen to me that night; an unusual thing that kept me puzzled and sad... Actually a very puzzling week if I can put it that way, but not all sad!
One of the most positive sentences I have ever read was a quote in the Alchemist by Paolo Coehlo.
When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.
But does that really happen in real life? Because to be honest, I am sure that when I really want something I wish for it so hard that it becomes an obsession, but then it never happens and worse is that I turn and I see it looking at me and laughing... As if it was so happy that it did not happen... Or is it that I did not wish too hard for it?
Last week I was attending the European Film Festival of Beirut and the first movie that I saw with a friend was so depressing (one of several depressing movies I saw at this festival) that it kept us both so quiet when we left the theater: Si le vent souleve le sable (Sounds of Sand) by Marion Hansel (based on the book Chamelle by Marc Durin). It is the story of an African nomad family who decides to leave the village in search for water. From one side the desert and from the other the rebels and war. Their wish was not that big; they were just looking for water, one of the least human rights. Of 10 people, 2 camels and severals goats, only 2 people made it_ found almost dead in the desert. It was a movie, but surely based on the lives of lots of people wishing to have the least in life, but not managing to achieve it...
So what were the two stars and moon talking about that night?
The sky was very dark as no other stars were lighting it up; but something was so intriguing about those 2 stars and moon: They simply looked as if they were there chatting with each other...
When I was young I used to look at the moon and imagine there was a man up there, and I could see his silhouette very clearly... I still can see it sometimes...
Now I kept looking up and thinking, they are surely chatting about the world, maybe about the future of humanity? Or most probably about each human being? If they were, then I knew later that night exactly what they were talking about me and what was to happen to me that night; an unusual thing that kept me puzzled and sad... Actually a very puzzling week if I can put it that way, but not all sad!
One of the most positive sentences I have ever read was a quote in the Alchemist by Paolo Coehlo.
When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.
But does that really happen in real life? Because to be honest, I am sure that when I really want something I wish for it so hard that it becomes an obsession, but then it never happens and worse is that I turn and I see it looking at me and laughing... As if it was so happy that it did not happen... Or is it that I did not wish too hard for it?
Last week I was attending the European Film Festival of Beirut and the first movie that I saw with a friend was so depressing (one of several depressing movies I saw at this festival) that it kept us both so quiet when we left the theater: Si le vent souleve le sable (Sounds of Sand) by Marion Hansel (based on the book Chamelle by Marc Durin). It is the story of an African nomad family who decides to leave the village in search for water. From one side the desert and from the other the rebels and war. Their wish was not that big; they were just looking for water, one of the least human rights. Of 10 people, 2 camels and severals goats, only 2 people made it_ found almost dead in the desert. It was a movie, but surely based on the lives of lots of people wishing to have the least in life, but not managing to achieve it...
So what were the two stars and moon talking about that night?
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