Beirut, Lebanon. Saturday night. Almost 11pm.
Home … Alone ….
Thought I’d escape whatever takes place on a Saturday night. Thought I’d give sometime to myself. Some quality time where all I have is me, and no one else. Being alone is probably a lie. There are so many people with me. In my thoughts.
They are right. Those who say that you need to be around people to forget about people.
Yes. They’re definitely right. When you’re alone, they start hunting you back. Sometimes their presence is not welcomed.
My thoughts are going to so many places and toward so many others who have had such a big impact on my life. Some thoughts are quiet nice, and some others, not that much. I’m not really in the mood to share my thoughts with you tonight. So you’ll have to excuse me.
I’m sorry.
What I’d like to do is scream. But that would sound too creepy. So I’ll spare myself from self humiliation and try to survive this evening like a normal person …
A guy who’s spending a good night at home, with his ghosts.
Then I think to myself: what better than writing. Yes. And here I am. Writing. And sharing this moment with some of you. Those who read my words from time to time. My secret OtherEnders. Those who probably are trying to figure out what’s on the other end …
Of sunrise.
What’s really there? Probably those thinking what’s on the other end of sunset. It would be nice to be considered on the other end of sunset. I like sunsets. They’re quiet romantic. And yes. I am a romantic. At least that’s what I think of myself. If I’m wrong, don’t prove me wrong. I’d like to enjoy this idea. It’s nice.
You might say I’m bored. Well maybe I am. Bored of a simple life. A life which lacks excitement.
I always say: “We hope and we dream, but we never expect what’s going to happen to us.”
What’s going to happen? We never know. Maybe that’s what they call excitement. Yeah, maybe.
Some of you might be interested in knowing where I’m sitting, what I’m wearing and a few other “whats”: I’m wearing a pair of old jeans and a pair of old converse™. I’m sitting at the kitchen table. On my left is a bottle of Smirnoff Ice™. My third this evening. Until now. And on my right, a poor box of Marlboro Whites™ being aggressively attacked.
Yes. Smoking and drinking. Don’t go ahead and blame me. It’s Saturday night after all. Who said I should be smoking and drinking in a club? Here I am, in the best club ever. My home.
John Travolta is probably flying his private jet from Los Angeles to New York to spend an evening watching a Broadway show. Kanu is probably a poor hungry boy in Nigeria crying for food. I’m Dany sitting in Lebanon and thinking about these people. Pathetic you might say. Tonight? I don’t mind.
I’m not going to go on and talk politics and attack imperialism. I’m going to spare them for tonight. Lucky them. I’m not going to talk about movies. That’s something I could do forever. But a bit of sacrifice. That’s something I should be practicing on from now on.
Actually? I don’t know what I’m going to talk about. Probably you would be saying: “This guy has been talking for a while now. He should be shutting up and going to sleep.” Well. I won’t. I’m just enjoying the moment.
No. I’m not going through a bad time. Or a depression some of you might say.
At the contrary. I think I’m going through what some of you might be going through every day. But you know what? It’s nice to share it with some people. Again, my OtherEnders.
Recently I heard that two of my school mates died this week. Both in some car accidents. May they rest in peace. I hope they’ve lived a nice life. It was their time. I know that some day mine will come. And some people will be waiting for me. Someone will actually show me around heaven. Yes. Someday I will see you. But not yet. There are few things I need to see on this planet. There are few feelings I would like to experience. I would like to see my nephews grow old.
The song says:
“Let’s dance in style, let’s dance for a while
Heaven can wait, were only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you gona drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live forever
We don’t have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sad pit life is a short trip
The music is for the sad man
Can you imagine when this race is run?
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders and getting in tune
The music is for the mad man
Forever young I want to be
Forever young
Do you really want to live forever
Forever, forever young
Yes. The Indie Punk version could help me a bit.
I try to imagine how my life looks like from out there. From out of this bubble I live in. Some people have made me happy. Some others have made me cry. But probably my tears never meant much to them. They got what they wanted. And that’s what they wanted.
Good for them.
The best relief is self relief. Believe me. It’s comes faster. Tougher but faster.
It was nice talking to you. I hope I didn’t bore you or bother you with what you might call nonsense.
I’m going to have a couple of other sips from the bottle on my right and a couple of those from the box on my left.
After that? Who knows.
Time will tell …
Monday, September 10, 2007
Friday, September 7, 2007
The Truth about Cats and Dogs
Is that there will always be cats and dogs.
They will never like each other but somehow they manage. Personally I’ve seen some cases where, under the same roof, they are managing to accept each other.
But. It’s not always the case.
Sometimes, cats and dogs living together make the lives of the house owners – miserable.
The big picture is where two political sides are determined not to sacrifice any of their demands or beliefs. And the people are the victims. Us.
Yes. The people are the humans and the politicians are the cats and dogs.
Obviously humans and animals will never be able to communicate with each other. Therefore the house owner will have to kick out either the cat or the dog. I can’t think of a better solution. Can you?
History has proven that a man can live alone with his dog. Or can do the same with his cat. But most of the time, he can’t do with both.
Taking it back to the big picture, some of you might say I’m violating the true meaning of a “democracy”. But sometimes "democracy" can't be understood when humans, cats and dogs are involved.
Yes. Cats and dogs will always dislike each other and humans will have to accept that. Exactly the case in some parts of the world. It just won’t work. That’s nature.
People will have to realize this fact and build upon. At least that’s my opinion.
How do people build upon? They place the facts and try to find solutions accordingly.
In my previous article, I spoke about a man’s nature. The scorpion will always sting even if his life is to be jeopardized. It’s in his nature to sting.
Shall you be a genius and make cats and dogs best friends, one day their natures will arise and fight again. They can’t help it. That’s how they were created.
Same thing around us. Things will always be as they are. We will have to accept it or else a drastic change should happen. How? There should be a winner and a loser.
Sometimes we funnily see a dog running away from a cat, and some other times we see the exact opposite.
Honestly, I don’t see how someone can prevail in the big picture. It’s not as simple as that. So, in a way, I don’t see a solution to all what’s going around. It’s just too complicated.
A blind man will have to accept his condition unless some miracle happens. The same for a man who gets dumped by the woman he loves and knowing she will never get back to him. That’s how life is.
And we move on. We accept things, carry them with us, and live upon. Hoping for a better future for the ones coming after us. The future generations.
I’m not trying to be pessimistic but rather realistic. Realism that comes from the simple fact that …
… there will always be cats and dogs.
They will never like each other but somehow they manage. Personally I’ve seen some cases where, under the same roof, they are managing to accept each other.
But. It’s not always the case.
Sometimes, cats and dogs living together make the lives of the house owners – miserable.
The big picture is where two political sides are determined not to sacrifice any of their demands or beliefs. And the people are the victims. Us.
Yes. The people are the humans and the politicians are the cats and dogs.
Obviously humans and animals will never be able to communicate with each other. Therefore the house owner will have to kick out either the cat or the dog. I can’t think of a better solution. Can you?
History has proven that a man can live alone with his dog. Or can do the same with his cat. But most of the time, he can’t do with both.
Taking it back to the big picture, some of you might say I’m violating the true meaning of a “democracy”. But sometimes "democracy" can't be understood when humans, cats and dogs are involved.
Yes. Cats and dogs will always dislike each other and humans will have to accept that. Exactly the case in some parts of the world. It just won’t work. That’s nature.
People will have to realize this fact and build upon. At least that’s my opinion.
How do people build upon? They place the facts and try to find solutions accordingly.
In my previous article, I spoke about a man’s nature. The scorpion will always sting even if his life is to be jeopardized. It’s in his nature to sting.
Shall you be a genius and make cats and dogs best friends, one day their natures will arise and fight again. They can’t help it. That’s how they were created.
Same thing around us. Things will always be as they are. We will have to accept it or else a drastic change should happen. How? There should be a winner and a loser.
Sometimes we funnily see a dog running away from a cat, and some other times we see the exact opposite.
Honestly, I don’t see how someone can prevail in the big picture. It’s not as simple as that. So, in a way, I don’t see a solution to all what’s going around. It’s just too complicated.
A blind man will have to accept his condition unless some miracle happens. The same for a man who gets dumped by the woman he loves and knowing she will never get back to him. That’s how life is.
And we move on. We accept things, carry them with us, and live upon. Hoping for a better future for the ones coming after us. The future generations.
I’m not trying to be pessimistic but rather realistic. Realism that comes from the simple fact that …
… there will always be cats and dogs.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Nature Decided For You
Recently, I was wondering. As always. You started to know me by now.
Who am I? Who are you?
Generally speaking, we can change few characteristics in us but we can never change who we are deep inside.
I’ll tell you why. Here’s my story.
Scorpion and frog:
Scorpion wants to cross a river, but he can't swim. Goes to the frog, who can, and asks for a ride.
Frog says: "If I give you a ride on my back, you'll go and sting me."
Scorpion replies: "It would not be in my interest to sting you since as I'll be on your back we both would drown."
Frog thinks about this logic for a while and accepts the deal. Takes the scorpion on his back. Braves the waters. Halfway over feels a burning spear in his side and realizes the scorpion has stung him after all.
As they both sink beneath the water, the frog cries out:
"Why did you sting me, Mr. Scorpion, for now we both will drown?"
Scorpion replies, "I can't help it, it's in my nature."
…
Don’t try to act as if you’re somebody else. It won’t suit you. If you’re bad, stay bad. If you’re nice, stay nice. If you’re funny, stay funny. If you’re boring, don’t try to open silly conversations just to show that you’ve got something to say.
Just stay … as nature decided for you.
Who am I? Who are you?
Generally speaking, we can change few characteristics in us but we can never change who we are deep inside.
I’ll tell you why. Here’s my story.
Scorpion and frog:
Scorpion wants to cross a river, but he can't swim. Goes to the frog, who can, and asks for a ride.
Frog says: "If I give you a ride on my back, you'll go and sting me."
Scorpion replies: "It would not be in my interest to sting you since as I'll be on your back we both would drown."
Frog thinks about this logic for a while and accepts the deal. Takes the scorpion on his back. Braves the waters. Halfway over feels a burning spear in his side and realizes the scorpion has stung him after all.
As they both sink beneath the water, the frog cries out:
"Why did you sting me, Mr. Scorpion, for now we both will drown?"
Scorpion replies, "I can't help it, it's in my nature."
…
Don’t try to act as if you’re somebody else. It won’t suit you. If you’re bad, stay bad. If you’re nice, stay nice. If you’re funny, stay funny. If you’re boring, don’t try to open silly conversations just to show that you’ve got something to say.
Just stay … as nature decided for you.
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