Until the 20th of October, everybody was still hanging on some percentage that may deviate the Mellice report from the stunning facts that they were fearing especially the pro-syrian parties in Lebanon and the Syrian regime as a whole. But, if they were waiting for some accusations to the "Nosra Wal Jihad Fi Syria Al Kobra" i.e. the Abo 3adas supposedly terrorist group who is also supposedly the group behind the Hariri assassination, then i would like to tell them, as Mellice did: " You are wrong Mr.s' Gentlemen";
That night, the 21st of October, i stayed all night long awake especially after the news flash on LBC that contained information about the prior distribution of the report before it was intended in the afternoon of the next day. It was really a shock-and-Awe strategy by the UN to absorb any situation deterioration in Lebanon. After a while, analysis of the data started rushing from all the awakened media in that late time.
I wasnt able to go and sleep leaving Mr. Fares Khashan, Future Newspaper Journalist, stripping every bit of information and relating every statement to the period prior to february 14th. It was a kind of a Police Novel sketch, which attracted my attention and left me pinned to the tiny TV screen, with my blood rushing in my veins, maybe of fear or becasue of the horrifying informstion that they were talking about in the news.
The situation is still un clear, but with our certainty and convinced thoughts about the direction that the events will take, we will take extra measures of retribution and retaliation that may occure as a result of the Syria condemnsion in the Hariri assasination.
Till then, hoping that everything will be OK, i am sure that the Domino carpet will collapse and set everything clear about all the explosive actions that took place after February 14, especially after the capture of three members related to the pro-Syrian regime who confessed their planned terrorist activities againsed Lebanese Christian targets in Beirut and suberbs, saying that they were commanded by Syrian Generals to commit such actions in purpose to create unstability and religious clashes.
Anyways, i am satisfied and relaxed... our dear country should be given its chance to develope and prosper; We will prove that in the near future.
Sunday, October 23, 2005
Monday, October 17, 2005
October 17, 2005… the first Autumnic rains
Yesterday night, ya3ni Sunday 16th, I was preparing to leave to Beirut from my mountain residency about an hour and 30 minutes away from Beirut. I was packing, as usual, everything I need for my one week travel to our city; it was breezy and cold, with yellow leaves wafting, stacking in the corners, and spinning in the play ground;
There was a full moon, and the eclipse also took place last night; it was a complete Hollywoodish scene, with dark clouds crossing the moon rays and naked trees shivering of both: the gusting wind flow and the cold.
I was on my way to turn my car-motor on, until fine rain droplets started sprinkling on my front window. After few seconds, the rain-fall increased and flooded the entire place. Lightening and thundering, and heavy rain were filling the whole area. I took a while to re-plan my journey; AS you know, the first rain fall is dangerous to drive through. The roads will be very slithery and usually many car accident s take place during such circumstances.
In my nature, I don’t like to ride risks, so I grabbed all my things back and decided to stay at home till next morning hoping the weather will improve instead of forecasts expecting more rain to come.
Last night was wintry in all means. I put my pajamas on and sit beside the window watching both the TV screen inside and the falling rain outside, coz I like these cozy atmospheres as u can imagine. Its my favorite; Its my extreme enjoyment.
There was a full moon, and the eclipse also took place last night; it was a complete Hollywoodish scene, with dark clouds crossing the moon rays and naked trees shivering of both: the gusting wind flow and the cold.
I was on my way to turn my car-motor on, until fine rain droplets started sprinkling on my front window. After few seconds, the rain-fall increased and flooded the entire place. Lightening and thundering, and heavy rain were filling the whole area. I took a while to re-plan my journey; AS you know, the first rain fall is dangerous to drive through. The roads will be very slithery and usually many car accident s take place during such circumstances.
In my nature, I don’t like to ride risks, so I grabbed all my things back and decided to stay at home till next morning hoping the weather will improve instead of forecasts expecting more rain to come.
Last night was wintry in all means. I put my pajamas on and sit beside the window watching both the TV screen inside and the falling rain outside, coz I like these cozy atmospheres as u can imagine. Its my favorite; Its my extreme enjoyment.
The Screening…
It was last Monday afternoon, at 6 pm when the AWOL screening took place at the NDU auditorium. Frankly, I was expecting something exactly different of what I have seen. I was expecting to see the traditional AWOL shot list just translated into edited in-order work as we did during shooting. But, maybe to my lack of experience in the field of documentaries’ and short film making, I fell into the thinking of doing things just in-order without breaking the boundaries and opening a hole that allows the viewer’s vision extend to touch his feelings.
I admit Brigid’s tendency and not only that but her success to break the frame and allow the vision and expectations of the audience rise and rise and in away shock them or touch their feelings as it happened to me, especially at the level of the bathroom scene. It was well done, I admit, and I am very proud of being part of it.
Not only that, but there is also a fine piece of art in the work. If any one realized a small cockroach creeping away outside the frame and a professionally-held NOURA following it. The scene then leaves the poor cockroach goes away and ends with a wide shot of the desert-like horizon. I am really complemented and uplifted with it.
The Q & A took place, it was smooth, but his Excellency Mr. Dr. acted fake, showing off infront of everybody, trying to communicate his message:
He said: “Do you mind if I find a media sponsor for the work;” (directing his words to Brigid)
Brigid replied: “no problem with me”;
I personally didn’t understand what he really wanted, and I found later that neither me nor others including Brigid got a word of what he was saying. So, he was complicating things in order nobody in the room to understand and included the word “media” in order to show himself as a network of links to media outlets, without whom, as if, AWOL wouldn’t find its way to the audience.
That’s all I can say, I am bored of speaking; but yalla, better than keeping them inside.
I admit Brigid’s tendency and not only that but her success to break the frame and allow the vision and expectations of the audience rise and rise and in away shock them or touch their feelings as it happened to me, especially at the level of the bathroom scene. It was well done, I admit, and I am very proud of being part of it.
Not only that, but there is also a fine piece of art in the work. If any one realized a small cockroach creeping away outside the frame and a professionally-held NOURA following it. The scene then leaves the poor cockroach goes away and ends with a wide shot of the desert-like horizon. I am really complemented and uplifted with it.
The Q & A took place, it was smooth, but his Excellency Mr. Dr. acted fake, showing off infront of everybody, trying to communicate his message:
He said: “Do you mind if I find a media sponsor for the work;” (directing his words to Brigid)
Brigid replied: “no problem with me”;
I personally didn’t understand what he really wanted, and I found later that neither me nor others including Brigid got a word of what he was saying. So, he was complicating things in order nobody in the room to understand and included the word “media” in order to show himself as a network of links to media outlets, without whom, as if, AWOL wouldn’t find its way to the audience.
That’s all I can say, I am bored of speaking; but yalla, better than keeping them inside.
Monday, September 26, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Dear " My Hair " ... I miss you, I love you
After weeks of what i thought was a hair therapy, i found that my old-new hair problem is still moving to the negative side. I witnessed that my hair volume has decreased, and the hair-falling pattern is monotonous without any slight positive change.
I met one of our friends last week, she was suffering from an extreme hair loss to the extent that she was nearly bald; i asked her about her problem, she told me that she was suffering extreme hair-loss; About the therapy she was taking, she mentioned Zein Atet another time the name came to be praised by another person. She praised him and told me that a big difference was taking place with her situation, to the positive side.
I went to Zein Atet's shop, i bought the Tonic, and the spray, in addition to the shampoo. i used this therapy earlier this year but a three month period was not enough to feel the benefits so, this time i will use it for a year.
Last week, i went to my barber, i decorated my hair and i felt fluffy for the first time. My mom even felt the extreme look i had. I didnt care even thought my big brother also commented, "negatively of course"; Later, the females, my relatives liked it a lot, they called my the fashionable guy, i felt releifed.
The story here is not with my hair style, but with the comments that the barber gave me; a large amount of hair fell during the hair-cut process. He asked me some questions about hair-loss cases in my family; i didnt want to feel depressed, i told him i am using Zein Atet. He replied positively, "I knew guys who used it, it is really good"; I felt safe then.
I dont want to escalate my hair situation; It needs good morale and not a depressed one. I beleive in the natural therapy i am undergoing, and i will definitely regain my previuos hair conditions; coz u know, without my complete hair "template", i will not be the Samer that all of you know.
Monday, August 22, 2005
Matte’ Café!! A New Business
If anyone doesn’t know anything about what Matte’ is, I hope the description below will help you formulate a minimal idea about it.
Matte’ is a plant that is grown in Latin America and primarily consumed there. Its use is to make beverages such as Lemonade or can be drunk after it is boiled with water and sweetened with some sugar or honey or left without sweetening if sugar is a problem. Originally, it has a bitter taste; it was brought to Lebanon and the Middle East long ago in a period I can’t depict but I will research later.
In Lebanon, the main consumer of the imported Matte’ brands is the Druze community in addition to other sects such as Sunnis, Shiites, and Christians especially in the Bekaa and some areas in Mount Lebanon.
The preparation of Matte’ is simple and easy; on a tray, there are three bowls; one filled with Matte’, the other with sugar, and a third empty bowl used to clean the bombilla with hot water, a lemon peal, and a clean tissue; Moreover, there is the gourd (wooden jug), the bombilla, and the water pot.
Matte’ or Yerba Matte’ is considered popular because it gathers the members to socialize while enjoying its taste. And because its preparation is time consuming, I never imagined that a café for Yerba Matte could even exist. But, as usual, I was wrong. Last week, while I was walking down the streets of Alley, a well-designed and decorated café attracted my attention. Its name shocked me from the first sight as it said “The Matte’ café”; It was really shocking coz if any one of you have seen how Matte’ is prepared, he/she would realize that it is near impossible to sell it in cafés. The most critical thing is the bombilla coz it may transmit diseases it not well-cleaned, but in the Matte’ café the bombillas are disposable; that is thrown after one-time consumption.
Although Matte’ is considered a traditional and historical, in the Matte’ café tradition and history are brought together with technology so that you can enjoy your Matte’ “meal” and surf the high speed internet with HP laptops given to the customers for free. Don’t be afraid, if you are not a Matte’ consumer, you can have your coffee mix and the Hubble bubble if you are a smoker.
In this country, every thing is possible; and I will never wonder if anything could be possible because in this country and in this life everything is possible, even Matte’ in a café.
For more information, check this link.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Block In, Block Out
I don’t know from where to start expressing my big anger about the inferiority of behavior of those uncivilized creatures from one side; and the sense of superiority, proud, and nationalism I am feeling as a result of the rude and unverified actions those Syrians are implementing on our freed borders on the other.
This kind of action that is not new throughout our history is a kind of pressure that is clearly aimed to corner our new government and pull out some refractive decisions in the favor of those Syrian creatures. PM Saniuora visited the president of those creatures and the result was thought to be relieving; but two days later, they forgot that an agreement took place, and retained their previous orders of blocking the trade road. As I said previously, they cant commit to a word, because they transcend from the dynasty of Barbarians mixed up with some undefined outer-space negative cosmic energy that gains power from the retarded movement of history and become powerful if it succeed by making the time wheel not just retard, but also flip its movement to the past direction. They can’t withstand civilization and technology.
We should from now on expect similar actions that aim nothing unless hindering our governmental efforts to flourish democracy and implement technological reforms.
We will remain in a block-in block-out pattern.
This kind of action that is not new throughout our history is a kind of pressure that is clearly aimed to corner our new government and pull out some refractive decisions in the favor of those Syrian creatures. PM Saniuora visited the president of those creatures and the result was thought to be relieving; but two days later, they forgot that an agreement took place, and retained their previous orders of blocking the trade road. As I said previously, they cant commit to a word, because they transcend from the dynasty of Barbarians mixed up with some undefined outer-space negative cosmic energy that gains power from the retarded movement of history and become powerful if it succeed by making the time wheel not just retard, but also flip its movement to the past direction. They can’t withstand civilization and technology.
We should from now on expect similar actions that aim nothing unless hindering our governmental efforts to flourish democracy and implement technological reforms.
We will remain in a block-in block-out pattern.
Sunday, August 07, 2005
The Weddings Weekends!
It is not surprising to experience such kind of traffic during the short summer season in Lebanon. It's not the traditional roads' traffic that we see all over Lebanon but the accumulation of wedding ceremonies through all the weekends' days; from Friday till Sunday.
Even thoguh i still not hold the complete responsibility of not attending any wedding invitation, but i cant jump over the traditions that we have here. If an invitation arrives, then we have to attend. Otherwise, we will face numerous bunch of people bashing; analyising the reason behind the abscence, noting that we are politically responsible to satisfy everyone's demands. We are in the limbo; on the edge of a knife; What can we do? I really don't know;
For example, today we are invited to three weddings nearly all happen at the same time. In addition to that, my father is invited to gathering lunch at one place, the opening ofa sporting Gym, and to a Lecture meeting about "Recycling Solid Wastes". Also, all happen to be taking place at the same time. Between weddings and public service meetings, I prefer public interest calls, but socially, weddings are not to be postponed and neglected.What can we do is either never attend anything, or take a slicer and start slicing ourselves in order to send each part to a direction to avoid criticism and powerful tongues.
Any one in my and our place, what can he/she do?
Its our culture and traditions, and we should never try to jump over them since it is still under social seige.
As to me, i will attend, and enjoy the weddings' arabic sweets and Chocolate brands that I have never heard of.
Even thoguh i still not hold the complete responsibility of not attending any wedding invitation, but i cant jump over the traditions that we have here. If an invitation arrives, then we have to attend. Otherwise, we will face numerous bunch of people bashing; analyising the reason behind the abscence, noting that we are politically responsible to satisfy everyone's demands. We are in the limbo; on the edge of a knife; What can we do? I really don't know;
For example, today we are invited to three weddings nearly all happen at the same time. In addition to that, my father is invited to gathering lunch at one place, the opening ofa sporting Gym, and to a Lecture meeting about "Recycling Solid Wastes". Also, all happen to be taking place at the same time. Between weddings and public service meetings, I prefer public interest calls, but socially, weddings are not to be postponed and neglected.What can we do is either never attend anything, or take a slicer and start slicing ourselves in order to send each part to a direction to avoid criticism and powerful tongues.
Any one in my and our place, what can he/she do?
Its our culture and traditions, and we should never try to jump over them since it is still under social seige.
As to me, i will attend, and enjoy the weddings' arabic sweets and Chocolate brands that I have never heard of.
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Mixed-up Feelings
I insisted to blog tonight because of many incidents i witnessed or i have got exposed to. Last time ididnt have the chance to read Brigid's blog, so i saved it to scan it later. Tonight, i found myself wanting to read and refresh my summer's memories that i will not forget ever, and i didnt find anything better that reading the saved version of Brigid's blog.
I can't mention how i felt when i started reading it, noting the magical poetic touch the Brigid adds to its sentences especially when it comes to dramatic moments, coz i know her well, especially when she gets sad, and needs to cry; She reminds me of my sister; i dont know why, but Brigid has something in common with my only sister, who i really miss coz she is living in Australia. Maybe it is her feminine, tender form, or her smooth speeches, or her nice spirit that makes me attached to her, even without knowing.
My mood changed, i felt sad and lonely; Every incident the she mentioned in her memorial posts make me get back in mind to that period and remeber the nice times we had with the entire crew if i can relate it to AWOL, or to the class times when we used to meet with her on Thursdays.
I am very sensitive to everything that relates to Lebanon and to everybody who realizes the distictiveness of this country and its people. Its a country that just lacks political rest; Its people are as Brigid described, its nature is a mozaic peice of every single part of the world, its food is nutritious and makes everyone who tastes it attached to the soil that generated it. I realized how difficult it is to leave a place and go to another especially if you become related in one way or another to the people before any thing else of the neighborhood you used to live in for a period of time, full of all kinds of experiences and changes.
I think Brigid was lucky to have this trip in that timing. She witnessed how change can happen, how assassinations take place, how people react, explosions here and there, all that accompanied with the revolval of the ordinary wheel of life; everybody continued his/her usual way of life althought unrest was dominating.
I am mixed-up with all the feelings i am witnessing in this moment, i dont know if i should sleep carrying the same mood, or forget about it and move on; I really dont know, but what i can say is that i miss Brigid, really really, to an extent that i even didnt think that it could reach this level.
I will sleep, and.... keep it.
I can't mention how i felt when i started reading it, noting the magical poetic touch the Brigid adds to its sentences especially when it comes to dramatic moments, coz i know her well, especially when she gets sad, and needs to cry; She reminds me of my sister; i dont know why, but Brigid has something in common with my only sister, who i really miss coz she is living in Australia. Maybe it is her feminine, tender form, or her smooth speeches, or her nice spirit that makes me attached to her, even without knowing.
My mood changed, i felt sad and lonely; Every incident the she mentioned in her memorial posts make me get back in mind to that period and remeber the nice times we had with the entire crew if i can relate it to AWOL, or to the class times when we used to meet with her on Thursdays.
I am very sensitive to everything that relates to Lebanon and to everybody who realizes the distictiveness of this country and its people. Its a country that just lacks political rest; Its people are as Brigid described, its nature is a mozaic peice of every single part of the world, its food is nutritious and makes everyone who tastes it attached to the soil that generated it. I realized how difficult it is to leave a place and go to another especially if you become related in one way or another to the people before any thing else of the neighborhood you used to live in for a period of time, full of all kinds of experiences and changes.
I think Brigid was lucky to have this trip in that timing. She witnessed how change can happen, how assassinations take place, how people react, explosions here and there, all that accompanied with the revolval of the ordinary wheel of life; everybody continued his/her usual way of life althought unrest was dominating.
I am mixed-up with all the feelings i am witnessing in this moment, i dont know if i should sleep carrying the same mood, or forget about it and move on; I really dont know, but what i can say is that i miss Brigid, really really, to an extent that i even didnt think that it could reach this level.
I will sleep, and.... keep it.
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
illness
It has been a long time since i last updated my little blog. Many reasons accumulated the hinderance of that action, from account expiration, to summertime enjoyment, to my relative's wedding, and many more.
Last Saturday, I attended my Khalo's wedding, and from that day on i am suffering from a cold with larynx infection, increased body temperature, sleeplessness,... and all the company of that bad desease. Today i still feel bad but its ok, i know that tomorrow will be better.
Every thingis opposing me this summer, the most important thing is my failing job-search. Every time i say, "yalla, thats it; I will probably get the job", then nothing happens and my crazy, old-fashioned mobile doesnt ring; Maybe, there is something that has to do with my mobile's model; I know i have to change it, to bring more luck to my bad-lucked luck.
I am days away from politics, i am not even opening television for any reason or another. I dont know whats going on locally, but i knew that King Fahed had passed away; By accident i heard that the Syrians had finally opeoed the borders and released the mask behind that terrible action. Their controveciality is known to everybody. It's not their national security, but it's their forever dream to downsize and overtake the Lebanese decisions. There is now a new fact that we are free and out of their direct infleuence, and they have to swallow sooner or later the sour pill.
I dont know if Beirut will be on my schedule for the comming week, but i have to go there to do some business. But the terrible humidity and the natural microwaved climate is pushing me away from it. I need to go out and enjoy Beirut's night life; i really miss it. So, i will see what i will do, either to conquer this weather, or it conquer me.
Last Saturday, I attended my Khalo's wedding, and from that day on i am suffering from a cold with larynx infection, increased body temperature, sleeplessness,... and all the company of that bad desease. Today i still feel bad but its ok, i know that tomorrow will be better.
Every thingis opposing me this summer, the most important thing is my failing job-search. Every time i say, "yalla, thats it; I will probably get the job", then nothing happens and my crazy, old-fashioned mobile doesnt ring; Maybe, there is something that has to do with my mobile's model; I know i have to change it, to bring more luck to my bad-lucked luck.
I am days away from politics, i am not even opening television for any reason or another. I dont know whats going on locally, but i knew that King Fahed had passed away; By accident i heard that the Syrians had finally opeoed the borders and released the mask behind that terrible action. Their controveciality is known to everybody. It's not their national security, but it's their forever dream to downsize and overtake the Lebanese decisions. There is now a new fact that we are free and out of their direct infleuence, and they have to swallow sooner or later the sour pill.
I dont know if Beirut will be on my schedule for the comming week, but i have to go there to do some business. But the terrible humidity and the natural microwaved climate is pushing me away from it. I need to go out and enjoy Beirut's night life; i really miss it. So, i will see what i will do, either to conquer this weather, or it conquer me.
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
I didnt happen as i expected. I expected it to be a dinner as any usual friends dinner, with formailizations and social chatting without exceeding limits of any "ongoing" behavior. But As i am always, the opposite happens to what i think.
I want to confess that it was thebest night of my life; with the best team, the best Director, the best location, the best table, and the best food. It s my first time to have such a variety of sea food since i always thought that sea fod other than original fish are not that good and tasty. I was wrong as usual.
I want to comment on th beautiful, elegant, and cheerful Brigit ... sorry: " Brigid". It appeared to me being relaxed, calm, happy, and gazing all around to us making sure we are enjoying the set. I appeared to me as the bigger sister taking care of her smaller brothers and sisters.
I had much to say, but my mind is not helping. I want to thak you Brigid for the wonderful time you are giving us, for the nice experience you exposed me and all the tam to, for the great efforts you invested in the Comparativ Broadcasting course, for everything you did, i really want to thak you from the deepest deep of my heart; you deserve the best and i think that the best will run to you, embrace you, guard you, and ensure your happiness and safety.
Keep your nice work, and let us all look forward for AWOL to win in the Sun Dance Festival.
Thats all i could say tonight, bye.
I want to confess that it was thebest night of my life; with the best team, the best Director, the best location, the best table, and the best food. It s my first time to have such a variety of sea food since i always thought that sea fod other than original fish are not that good and tasty. I was wrong as usual.
I want to comment on th beautiful, elegant, and cheerful Brigit ... sorry: " Brigid". It appeared to me being relaxed, calm, happy, and gazing all around to us making sure we are enjoying the set. I appeared to me as the bigger sister taking care of her smaller brothers and sisters.
I had much to say, but my mind is not helping. I want to thak you Brigid for the wonderful time you are giving us, for the nice experience you exposed me and all the tam to, for the great efforts you invested in the Comparativ Broadcasting course, for everything you did, i really want to thak you from the deepest deep of my heart; you deserve the best and i think that the best will run to you, embrace you, guard you, and ensure your happiness and safety.
Keep your nice work, and let us all look forward for AWOL to win in the Sun Dance Festival.
Thats all i could say tonight, bye.
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