طابور ايه يا عم

I saw the movie Paradise Now...at last...a fair film about the Palestine- Israeli conflict...internationally it is well know because it won the Golden Globe for best foreign film...but this film has to be shown in the arab world...in every school and university...it is a clear message to the unchangeable minds of fanatics...it shows the last 24 hours of the lives of two Palestinian men before they blow themselves in Israel...can you imagine that the dialogue between Khaled and Suha sums the whole problem and the solution of this endless war...but where are the people who listen...think...and understand

I was surprised that all the people on the street were waiting for the solar eclipse to come...everyone was trying to take a glimpse of the event...with or without dark sunglasses...I have put a filter to make the pictures more visible and clear...everyone passing beside me was asking if I can see something...I was happy that I was not alone waiting for 2 hours to see the eclipse...I did not know that there were eclipse chasers here in Egypt...by the way I have a burning sensation in my eyes 












This was the atmosphere in Egypt during the eclipse



More than 5 hours continuous rain...I am stuck in Tahrir...I want to go home...I want to drink hot chocolate...
Brain storming in this sudden event :
Chaos...
people running...
fights...
noise...
wet...
dirt...
people hiding...
plastic bags...
swimming pool...
cold...
traffic jam...
no taxi...
water...
late...
shower...
splash...
enjoy 









Hey…I am not Dr. Dolittle here…when I came today from college I found this sick bird…I do not know why the bird is sitting in front of my door…may be she has flu…and seeks medical advise…or she saw the mass destruction of her fellow birds and has depression…I do not know what to do with this bird…do I have to call the emergency and the ministry of health to come and get this bird away from my door and disinfect the whole area…then take me and make a full check up examination … or should I try it by myself…or should I wait for days and she will probably fly away…I am confused


Now I know why some people can stand the magnificent condition we are living in…you want to forget your nice wife…your nice kids…your nice boss…your nice job…your nice financial condition… go to places like this…a nice café in Tahrir …alone or with friends if you want… you can drink …chat… eat chips and if you have luck you may find a good sweet company ,-) …until you do not know where you are


يا جماعه مصر بخير و حتفضل طول عمرها بخير، و الواد ابن الم***** بتاع ايجبت طظ ده عمال يولولنا مالصبح وعمال بس يقول كل الحاجات الوحشه فى بلدنا ، ده و حش و ده زفت ، و انا بكره ده و انا متضايق من ده ، دى حاجه تقرف صحيح ، ده بدل لما يعمل حاجه مفيده ينفع بيها بلده قاعدلنا عالنت يبرطم و يتكلم و خلاص ، ما يروح يشوفله شغلانه يطلع فيها بلاويه و يبعد جتته المعفنه عنا ، ياللا غور فى ستين داهيه تاخدك يابن الكئيبه يا نتنPoor people…looking to the CTA…it was hot today…really hot…and everyone in this public bus wished to be in that other bus…me too…the bus with seats…with ventilation ...but we can not afford it…it is very expensive for us…it costs 2 whole pounds…we better stand with the nice crowd, suffer for 2 hours with the beautiful traffic pollution and body smell and save 1.5 pounds for our happy future

I never thought in my life that I could kill someone…it was yesterday in a big fight with a man working in the supermarket…I am sick of telling the whole boring story of people being rude and aggressive to me…or that I may be too sensitive ( I am not )…it is just that during the fight I wanted to beat him …then to choke him or to bring a knife and stab it in his neck…but people in this country like to participate in fights…passively or actively…in my case people from the street and another man form the supermarket caught me tightly and brought me outside the supermarket…tried to calm me down…but at home I took the knife and made more than 40 bruises in a carton box for mineral water while shouting with my loudest voice “ die …die…die…die…die…die “…and I am planning for my revenge…and I am planning for my revenge


Today I saw this great movie
First of all it is not a film for everyone…some will like it…other will not like it at all
It is about passion…anger…rage…pain…loneliness…loss and the truth of human relations
I do not know why I remembered the story of Romeo & Juliet while I was watching…maybe because of the forbidden love and the very sad end…
Every scene is like a magical detailed portrait you will never forget…every single shot has a deep meaning…every single move of the actors are planed to make the effect of this movie work…and every word in the dialogue is so intelligently written that you will enjoy watching the movie again and again
The acting was amazing by Jack Gyllenhaal and Michelle Williams but the star is Heath Ledger who made the best performance of his life.
It is a cultural phenomenal film that shows how real love can be tough and very painful in this world.
Nominated for 8 Oscars 2006
Best Picture
Best Actor (Heath Ledger)
Best Supporting Actor (Jake Gyllenhaal)
Best Supporting Actress (Michelle Williams)
Best Cinematography
Won Oscar for Best Director (Ang Lee)
Won Oscar for Best Adapted Screenplay (Larry McMurtry and Diana Ossana)
Won Oscar for Best Original Score (Gustavo Santaolalla)


I think he reached the record...I do not know how many days...or maybe weeks...he walked...walking walking walking...I joined him and found out that he has a special track...and he keeps on walking in circles...no matter what is going on around him...but of course he takes a break to eat...and another break to sleep...we still do not care...so keep on walking...and good luck

look...how proud I am walking on the street...do not worry honey...you will not be infected
oh...you caught us...well...we were hiding from the police...they have been searching for us all the day ...do not tell them that we are here
and if they found us we will tell them we were hiding from the heat of the sun...yeah...it is hot man...it is hot...we are not going to be grilled anymore He welcomed me in his house
He was a little bit shy
He said:" this is my home "
" I like to play here"
Look in his eyes…the innocence …the pureness…
the ambition...the dream...the freedom
...well...he still does not know the truth of this country...the reality

I showed him his pictures...he smiled







I just came from Tahrir and saw an amazing picture
the lights in the square were closed…that is why the pictures are very dark…and I am sad that I did not meet Alaamanal ... I am a big fan
There are citizens who say that the condition in this country will always be the same…and it will never ever change…
and there are other citizens who say that the condition in this country can be changed if they do something…so they planed for the sit in Tahrir square and it was nice that some people took part in an event like that…at least they have done something ...hmmm...haaa...fffffmmm...aha..but the condition did not change
I tried to explain to him that this is dangerous and could lead to accidents …and innocent people could be victims and die … well it started when I took the microbus to go home…and I sat beside the driver…he looked religious because of the big long beard and the way he was dressed…and I was looking from the window until a car drove across the street…and the driver did not see it…so I said “ be careful “ and the driver stopped suddenly to avoid the crash…all the passengers were very anxious …I was relieved…but then I saw what he was doing …he was driving with bare feet ( with no shoes )…holding the Quran with one hand and reading from it while he was driving…I told him that this is not right what he was doing…he asked me if I read the Quran…I told him yes…then he told me that he does not have time to read but only while he is driving the microbus...I told him that in this way he can not concentrate on driving…it is the same like talking with the mobile phone...and that he can make an accident…but he said that god knows our destiny and if something is going to happen it will happen and we can not avoid it…even if I drove with full concentration…but I said that we should do our best and the right thing first and then accept the end result …anyhow he did not listen to me and did what he wanted to do …and I came home safely
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He is one of the best of them…hany …the last Egyptian in star academy…he is a hard worker…has an acceptable voice…enlightened and talented…behaves decently with the other girls in the academy with no hugs and kisses ( and we know why )…has a very nice personality and a good heart…but I fear that he will go out of the academy…why…because we do not have time for him…we have our tough life…and to call for him costs money and we barely have money…and what will I get if he won…nothing…he will maybe be famous …make an album or something …maybe be a movie star …and that’s it…but in the first star academy we have done everything to make this loser named Mohamed Atteya to win the competition…and what a nice model
for the Egyptian community he became…

I can not stand that any more…it was like I was waiting for something like that to happen …to explode…yes…I exploded…because everything has a limit…and this was over the limit…and I can not accept that …
I wanted to buy the newspaper Sot El Oma ( I do not have a TV at home so I always need something to read while I am eating ) but the store in the corner of the street I live in was closed…so I went to the end of the street (500 meter) where I knew another store…but it was also closed…so I asked someone and he told me to go another 500 meter and I will find a bookstore…so I went there but he did not have this newspaper…and he told me to go another 500 meter and I sure will find someone …so I thought I will better walk this distance cause I already walked to that point so I do not need now to take a taxi …plus I will have to pay him 2 pounds and the newspaper costs 2 pounds so that will be 4 pounds…and when I finally arrived there ( it was in Tahrir street beside the metro station…by the way …on my way I saw a lot of young hungry and very dirty children sleeping on the street...and I will discuss this problem another time ) I found my newspaper…I gave him 5 pounds...the man told me ( in a rude way ) that he has no change ( although he sells newspapers and books all day long and actually has to have a lot of money ) …I went to a supermarket and returned back to the man and gave him 2 pounds…he told me “ no …2.5 pounds…”
I did not answer him cause I thought he was mistaken and I took the newspaper to show him that it is written on the newspaper that it costs 2 pounds but he suddenly took the newspaper from my hands and put it back on the shelves…first I did not understand what he did and there was a woman working with him that told me …” he wants to take a tip…give him a tip man”…I was shocked…I told him “ what…what happened to you people…do you really want to take 0.5 pounds more from an ordinary Egyptian teenager who is not a foreigner or a man driving a Mercedes car…the money is not the thing I am talking about…I can give you 3 pounds if you want…but the behavior what upsets me…the way of thinking…if you took from me…and from another person and from everyone who comes to buy something from you today 0.5 pounds extra …then there will be a catastrophe…this is greed…this is dammed unfair…”so I gave him 3 pounds but he told me then “ well…so you will not take the newspaper…I will not give it to you…”
Stop…at this moment my blood pressure increased immediately to the limit where I shouted to him so loudly that all the people on the street came to see the show…” what the hell do you think you are…are you insane…are you crazy man…I hate you …I hate you …” and then I looked to the people around me…" I hate all of you…I hate all of you …I hate all of you….I hate all of you" …and was going to hit the man but the woman stopped me from doing that and gave me the newspaper and took the 3 pounds from my hand…other people took me away from this seller while I was shouting “ I hate all of you…I hate all of you”…well maybe they thought I was crazy…well…honestly it was the first time for me to do something like that in public…but this incidence was an alarm…a critical sign of deterioration in this country…it is like there is no other thing left for us but eating each other like animals…and at the end…the newspaper seller won…and I was the loser ...and what I did was wrong
الموبايل بتاعى رن من ساعه...الساعه كانت تقريبا واحده بالليل...نمره معرفهاش...مين يا ترى...ربنا يستر..قولت الو...سمعت صوت كوكو...كان صوته حزين جدا...و بيعيط خلاص...قولتله ايه يا كوكو... فى ايه؟ ...مالك؟...قاللى ان والده طرده من البيت...و اخد منه كل حاجه ...حتى موبايله...طبعا اندهشت...قولت اكيد حصل بينهم خناقه جامده كالعاده...بس ان الموضوع يوصل انه يتطرد من البيت...كده يبقى الموضوع اخد منعطف خطير...حاولت اهدئه...حكانى انه حصلت خناقه كبيره فى الشارع بينه و بين والده مش عاوز ادخل فى تفاصلها...بس انتهت ان والده سابه فى وسط الشارع من غير فلوس و روح البيت...طبعا فى احد الاشخاص صعب عليه فوصله البيت...قام حصلت خناقه تانيه اكبر فى البيت انتهت بطرده منها...و قال له والده انه يروح عند ولاد خالته او عندى يبات فى البيت...اده...ده انا اسمى دخل فى الموضوع...المهم راح عند ولاد خالته و مش عارف يعمل ايه دالوقتى...قولت له يستريح الوقتى و ينسى كل اللى حصل و ينام و بكره إن شاء الله نشوفلها حل...و قولت له انه يجيلى بكره الصبح بدرى قبل الكليه...شكلها كده لازم اتكلم مع والده...مع انى حاسس بقالى فتره طويله ان والده شايف انى السبب فى تمرد ابنه ...و انى اثرت عليه سلبيا...مش عارف اعمل ايه...انا حنام الوقتى برضه وبكره بقى ربنا يستر

I hate taxi drivers…I am sorry but I have to confess that I hate them from the soul of my heart…every time I take a taxi to go somewhere I arrive to my destination with deep depression…and anger of course…and what happened today is normal for me because I face it every time I take a taxi…well we all know that if you want to know what is going on in this country…the news…the prices…the disasters and the rumors…you pick a taxi and talk to the driver on the way …ask him what you want ... but be careful…he will ask you also…he will know you from head to toe…but this is not the problem…the big problem is the final conversation with him…yes…the price…but let us first talk about the horrible journey with a taxi driver…
you show to him with your right hand to stop…well he will not stop…he will slow down…try to hear the name of your destination…and if he does not like it…he will continue moving…and here is the act that kills me…he does not say “ no” or“ sorry” but rather turn his head to the street in front of him …and that’s it…oh…and if you have luck…and there was traffic jam…well…good luck…you will never ever arrive to your destination....
ok…lets continue with my great events with taxi drivers…for instance that man today…he stopped…I opened the back door…he looked at me with an angry face and said…”come on my son…sit beside me…why do you sit behind”…I told him that I do not want to put the car belt…and that the cold air coming from the opened window annoys me”…he told me “ you teen-boy …if you are not coming to sit in front…you better go out of my taxi…I am not your driver ”…
I picked another one…he was in the middle thirties…told me the whole story of his life…his troubles with his wife…his children…his health problems and of course that he does not have enough money…ok …I knew…he will take a lot of money for that ride…after negotiation I gave him 2 pounds more than I actually wanted to give…
Sometimes I feel like a bottle ice tea standing on the roof in a supermarket…and all the taxi drivers pass in front of me …look to me…hear my voice …and if I was not their type…then they will not take me…but if they found a bottle or 3 to 5 bottles Champaign …I mean foreigners …they will take them immediately
on the way back to home…the taxi driver was listening to the worst singer I ever heard…Shabula is much better…and he had the tune to the maximum…I told him politely to turn the volume a little bit down…”what…you do not like him…blab blab bla”…he mad a move with his hand to give me the impression that the volume was lower now…but it was not…ok…and the cigarette in his hand…I wanted to tell him to throw it away…but better not to say…he will argue with me again…I already have headache…because of…bla bla bla…do I have to name it all…ok…lets go…the taxi was very dirty…and the smell is not better than the public bus and microbus…and he chose the way he wanted to go and did not want to hear any advise from me…and if I wanted to go to an inner street…he refused…and then the money thing…my advise...if you have an mp3 player...take it with you
But I am sure there are good taxi drivers out there…but where are they…anyone wants to take me for a ride
By the way…there were 2 fights with this taxi driver in the picture…first because of the money I gave him…second because I took a picture of him

رئيس مجلس الإداره وأسره شركه ايجبت طظ تتقدم بخالص العزاء و المواساه للأستاذ مجدى محمود و المهندس ذكى محمود لوفاه شقيقهما السيد الأستاذ احمد محمود المغفور له بإذن الله ، تغمد الله الفقيد بواسع رحمته و اسكنه فسيح جناته
و لد شاب يتقدم بخالص العزاء للدكتور وائل شريف فهمى فى وفاه زوج شقيقته المرحوم بإذن الله الأستاذ احمد محمد محمود و للأسره الصبر و السلوان




I knew it…yes… I knew it…but I could not believe it…it is not our fault…yes…not our fault that our country looks like a mess...chaotic…stinky…everything is dirty…the streets…the buildings…the trees…the cars…and the people…it is the weather…it is your fault weather…we do not have much rain…what if we had rain
Ok…we have rain now…the air is clean…the streets are clean…the cars are clean…we have nice looking buildings like those in rainy countries…we have more plants…trees…green areas…our land looks beautiful…we are not sticking around this long river…we do not have a large population…we have lots of food…no poverty…we do not have depression…we have a healthy life…trnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…
Oh no…the alarm clock…I was dreaming…what a nice dream…buf lakh…jaq…what is this in my mouth and nose…jaq jaq…sand and dust
Yes baby…it was a dream…look to the people living in Africa…they have a lot of rain…but they live in poverty…look at the pharaohs…
Ok ok…I am late…I have to go now…I will talk to you later …bye
The Oscar night was fabulous…yesterday it was a long day for me…I watched it from 1 am to 6:30 am (due to time zone difference)…and it was worth to watch as the surprise of the Oscar show was at its end…ok…and I went late to college this morning.
Lets talk first about the stars…in my opinion the most beautiful dress was for the actress Rachel Weisz…

ntment…as he was trying to make the audience laugh…at the beginning I had the feeling that he was a little bit nervous…but then he tried to overact to make the evening funny...but at least he was not horrible as Chris Rock in the last Oscar.everyone on this planet was sure that you will win...why were your hands shaking?
nice smile...nice performance...but too long speech
bravo...I hope you will not name your baby "oscar"

The most enjoyable thing is to be in a public bus…but you have to be careful…because it never stops…you have to run …jump…hold…get squeezed…shout loud…hold your breath…and finally jump for your freedom
You will know the feeling of a tuna fish squeezed in the can…you will smell a nice cocktail of sweat of people who do not know something called deodorant or think it is better to keep the money for something more useful…if you have luck you will get a big beautiful animal like a flea…and if you do not have luck you will miss a fight …especially between fat ladies…and if you want to reach the door you better jump from the window…because of the friction you will cause when you rub yourself with people in the bus…and this friction can make fire…especially if you get accidentally in touch with an ugly woman who thinks she is beautiful…she will think that you wanted to rape her in silence…but she will never let you go ….you will be immediately executed
I can not believe I was in my lovely bus today…I am honore





لما كتبت عن دمبلز كوكو...مكونتش عارف ان الموضوع ده يكون نهايته كده...كوكو كلمنى البارح علشان انزل معاه و هوه بيشترى الدمبلز...و روحنا وسط البلد على اساس اللى احنا ممكن نلاقى الكيلو هناك رخيص...لقيناه فى محل بسته جنيه الكيلو...و لقيناه فى محل تانى باربعه جنيه و نص ...و فى التوحيد و النور كان بتلاته جنيه...قلت لكوكو انه يشترى من ابو تلاته جنيه بس رفض...و قال لى ان الكواليتى بتاعتها مش كويسه...قولت له ان الكواليتى هنا مش مهمه...هو انت حتشترى جزمه و الا تى شيرت...ده شويه حديد بتشيلهم...المهم هو صمم يجيب من المحل ابو سته جنيه الكيلو...و كمان كلم صاحبه من الموبيل بتاعى علشان يسأله يجيبله معاه والا لأ...و جاب واحده عشره كيلو و واحده سته كيلو...و جاب لصاحبه كمان...و لما روحت له البيت ابوه زعق فيه لغايه لما قال يا بس...قال له:انا مش قولتلك انك ما تجبش اكتر من سبعه كيلو..برضه ما بتسمعش كلامى...انا تعبت معاك...معرفتش اربيك...و بعدين الحديد ده بيبوظ العضلات...مش قولتلك كده...عاوز تلعب حديد و تشيل خمسميت كيلو...روح النادى و اعمل كده...بس مش من فلوسى...انا حر...دى فلوسى...لازم ترجع الدمبلزالعشره كيلو حالا...لحسن حشحتهم لعيال البواب...و بعدين تعاله هنا...انت جبت الفلوس دى كلها منين...الخ الخ الخ...الواد كوكو طبعا كان وسط هدومه...و كانت الدمعه حتفر من عينيه...روحت واخده و نزلنا نتعشى بره...و انا كنت زعلان عليه...لأنه اصبح محبط جدا و مكتئب من الوضع اللى بقى فيه...و انا طبعا بتقطع من جوه لما اشوف حد من صحابى بيحصله كده...ده بيقوللى ان ابوه كل مره بيزعقله ادام صحابه...و اكتر بقه ادام الناس فى الشارع...معلش يا كوكو...استحمل...كله بثوابه...انا مش عارف ازاى بقول الكلام ده و باب النجار مخلع ...ياله...اهو كلام
I am well educated…enlightened…live in a very good standard…and was independent…my mother is a professor in the university…my father is an expert in economics…they trusted me…I was free
We met while preparing for the new television series …I was responsible for the interior design… he was very nice to me…charm…and handsome…we talked a lot…I was older than him…we decided to get married…but to keep it as a secret…cause he was not prepared…I was also not prepared for that step…I was in love…it was a beautiful time…we were meeting in two places…his father had an apartment which was empty at that time…and he had another one outside the city…we had sex…we did not use contraceptives…he did not care about that…and never asked me about it…we went out to many places…we had fun…he was famous…and (religious)…people liked him…and everyday I liked him more and more…
and one day a friend of mine noticed some changes in my body…she told me to go to the doctor…I made some tests…he looked at me before telling the result…he saw a little smile on my face…he told me that I am pregnant…and I am already in the end of the 2nd month of pregnancy…I called my husband that he is going to be a father…he was somehow shocked…he went to a wise religious man and told him about the situation…he called me telling me that we still have a chance to make an abortion without it being a sinful act …I was shocked…I did not believe what I was hearing…I tried to change his decision but he insisted…I was in a dilemma…then he changed…his attitude changed…his behavior changed…everything changed…my baby was growing and I did not know what to do…but I was sure that I will never murder my baby…I kept on thinking whom I am going to tell…and I had only my parents…I went to my father and told him the whole story…he could not believe that I have made such a big mistake…I told him I was dumb…I was weak…I needed love…and needed care…I thought at that time that I am right…and that everything will just be ok…after my mother heard my story she did not want to see me again…she did not talk to me for a whole month…until the day came…the day when I showed her a picture of my baby moving inside…she cried…she was moved by that picture…she hugged me…at that point I felt that I am strong again…we are one strong family now…we decided not to solve a mistake by a chain of other mistakes…I decided to have that baby…and I was confident and brave to start my new journey…the journey of truth
Hind Al Henawi from the program ( Sira We Enfatahet )I watched on FutureTV 
After the show I read some comments on zavenonline.com to see how people think about this issue…some were against Hind…others were against Ahmed…
I just want to say that when you do a big mistake ….you can not turn back and prevent that mistake to happen…but try to find the best solution for it…Hind made a mistake…Ahmed made a mistake…we will never
learn without making mistakes…and I think many of us have learned something…so we have to stop blaming both of them all day and night…we have to find the reason...it is not their own fault…it is the fault of their double-face society
The final countdown…4 days left for the Oscars…and what an event…every year I try to see the nominated movies before the Oscar show to try to predict who is going to win …but this year is different….because only one movie of the five nominated movies was released in Egypt…and the other movies will probably not be shown in theatre because of its shocking content…so here is my predictions for 10 important categories :
Best picture Brokeback Mountain
Best foreign film Paradise Now
Best Documentary March of the Penguins
Best actor Philip Seymour Hoffman for (Capote)
Best supporting actor George Clooney for (Syriana)
Best actress Reese Witherspoon for (Walk the Line)…but Felicity Hoffman may have a chance for (Transamerica)

Best supporting actress Amy Adams for (Junebug)…but Rachil Weisz many also have a chance in (The Constant Gardener)

Best original screenplay Paul Haggis for (Crash)
Best adapted screenplay Larry McMurtry and Diana Ossana for (Brokeback Mountain)
Best director Ang Lee for (Brokeback Mountain)