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type='text'>An Egyptian lady's diary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-1079869465600036481</id><published>2012-01-15T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T11:16:56.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Masr'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elbaradei'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>البرادعي بين نعم ولا!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;البرادعي بين نعم ولا!!!&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;احزنني كثيرا خبر د. البرادعي عن اعلانه عدم ترشحة لانتخابات &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;رئاسة الجمهورية، فبالرغم من اختلافي الجذري معه في بعض الآراء والتوجهات، الا انني اكن له كل الاحترام والتقدير.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 166px; height: 200px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697938063087607602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cxy0scuXZLY/TxMkerqDnzI/AAAAAAAAAhI/BFaZ1Bmy-wg/s200/elbaradei%2B%25281%2529.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;كنت أرى أن الدكتور البرادعي مثال للرجل النزية المحب لوطنه ذو اليد النظيفة. كما كنت ارى ايضا ان في ترشحة لرئاسة الجمهورية خطوة ايجابية لمصر وللمصريين، لاعطاء المصريين الفرصة للاختيار على اسس، وليس سياسة الامر الواقع، وان يقتصر الاختيار على حزب الاغلبية فقط..!!! وهذا يعني الرجوع لما كنا به قبل 25 يناير!! سياسة حزب الاغلبية والحزب الواحد الذي يحكم ويحاسب الحاكم في نفس الوقت!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;وللاسف مش بس كدة، لكن كمان يمثل الشعب ويؤلف الحكومة، ويعمل الدستور ويراقب الحكومة!! بأختصار، حزب الاغلبية حيبقى بيعمل كل حاجة!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;يعني ايه دة؟ يعني ببساطة غيرنا حزب بحزب، وحاكم بحاكم، انما ما عملناش حاجة علشان نغير النظام، لأن النظام هو هو.. نظام الفرعون الاوحد كالعادة.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;عزيزي دكتور البرادعي، كنت اتمنى ان اراك احد المرشحين لرئاسة مصر، ولكني ادرك واتفهم موقفك... بل وأحترمة... فلا يصح الا الصحيح، والديمقراطية الناقصة ديكتاتورية مقنعة...!!! واتمنى ان يكون موقفك ورقة ضغط لتحريك المياة الراكدة مرة اخرى، وتعديل للمسار الصحيح..!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;تحياتي واحتراماتي!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-1079869465600036481?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1079869465600036481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=1079869465600036481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6673526624295278153</id><published>2012-01-11T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T01:49:54.661-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='بلطجية، مصر، عيد الشرطة، المجمع العلمي، ماسبيرو، محمد محمود، بحبك يا بلادي'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25 Jan'/><title type='text'>25 يناير 2011 &amp; 2012 الثورة وذكراها</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 يناير 2011 &amp;amp; 2012 الثورة وذكراها&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;زي اليومين دول... كان الترتيب لمسيرة من كل ميادين وأحياء مصر، و كان محدد لها يوم 25 يناير، اللي كان عيد الشرطة.&lt;br /&gt;يوم عيد الشرطة واللي حصل كان سلمي تماما!!! بدأ بمسيرة، وكان خلالها تصفيق حاد للشرطة اللي موجودة في الشارع واللي كانت متواجدة حوالين المسيرات..!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx9BlLlqaEw/Tw1anBtzvBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Qc0X9MNjV-g/s1600/CB018560.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696308730215513106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx9BlLlqaEw/Tw1anBtzvBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Qc0X9MNjV-g/s200/CB018560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;بدأت الفكرة من على الفيسبوك لما دعت صفحة "كلنا خالد سعيد" للمسيرة السلمية...!!&lt;br /&gt;لكن لأن العنف وسوء الإدارة اللي كان موجود في البلد هو اللي كان سائد، حصل اللي حصل يوم 28 يناير،، وسيبوا علينا البلطجية... ونزلنا لجان شعبية و...و...و... الباقي طبعا انتوا عارفينه.&lt;br /&gt;أنا كل اللي أتمناه إن أحداث 28 يناير واللي بعدها ما تتكررش تاني... لاني شايفة بوادر غير مبشرة.. ويمكن يبقى فيه دم كتير!!!&lt;br /&gt;يا عقلاء مصر... رجاء رجاء رجاء... ما نكررش الغلطات السابقة ونقع في نفس الفخاخ والكمائن المنصوبة لنا... عايزين نتجنب الدم والمشاكل اللي ممكن تحصل&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2x0R48VqJY/Tw1azl3p5mI/AAAAAAAAAgs/au6t4KpQo68/s1600/42-27394623.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696308946078918242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2x0R48VqJY/Tw1azl3p5mI/AAAAAAAAAgs/au6t4KpQo68/s200/42-27394623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...!!!&lt;br /&gt;وعشان افكركوا باللي حصل قبل كدة واللي ممكن يستغل لإفشال كل اللي بيتعمل هو الآتي:&lt;br /&gt;· أحداث 28 يناير والسرقة والنهب والبلطجة الحرق&lt;br /&gt;· موقعة الجمل&lt;br /&gt;· المشاكل اللي حصلت في صول وأطفيح ومحاولة إثارة الفتنة بين أطياف الشعب (لازم نبقى انصح من كدة)&lt;br /&gt;· أحداث ماسبيرو&lt;br /&gt;· أحداث محمد محمود والوقيعة بين الشعب والجيش، وقصة الطرف الثالث&lt;br /&gt;· أحداث مجلس الوزراء وحرق تراثنا في المجمع العلمي&lt;br /&gt;· اللي بيحصل كل يوم من بلطجة وسرقة وقلة أدب في الشارع&lt;br /&gt;· أحداث ست البنات&lt;br /&gt;· وغيره...وغيره&lt;br /&gt;اعتقد إن إحنا خدنا وفهمنا الدرس كويس، ولو عايزين مصر قوية، لازم تبقى سلمية، ولازم نبقى قد المسئولية ونحمي سلميتها... إحنا عايزين بلد قوي ووطن جميل وشعب متعلم ونظيف من جوة ومن برة!!! عايزين نرجع القيم لمصر، عايزين نشتغل ونبني بدل ما نكسر!!&lt;br /&gt;أنا بلغت رسالتي، وأتمنى إنها توصل لذوي العقول المستنيرة والقلوب اللي بتحب مصر..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;بحبك يا بلادي!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6673526624295278153?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6673526624295278153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;هو احنا يا قناة التت والرقص يا اخوان و سلفيين &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-size: large; "&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; هو احنا يا نقاب و برقع يا مش لابسين !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; هو احنا يا عشوائيات و زبالة يا فلل و قصور ببسين !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; هو احنا يا ثورة و تحرير يا نقول للظالم اسفين !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; هو احنا يا دقن و جلابية يا محشش بيسب الدين !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; هو احنا يا نألش و ننكت يا ننكد عل البنى ادميين!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; هو احنا يا اما انترناشونال يا مدارس بتعوم فى الطين !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!حااااجة تنقط.....يا بلد اكستريييييم&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 21px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7598366085830613197?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7598366085830613197/comments/default' title='Post 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"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;النهاردة اول يوم العيد،، وكل القناوات جايبة الافلام المعتادة،، زي صغيرة علحب، وغيره،،، وانا بأقلب القناوات لفت نظري فيلم بقالي كتير ما شفتهوش،، فيلم آه يا ليل يا زمن لوردة ورشدي أباظة،،&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;لما تشوفوا الفيلم دة، وهو عن قصة حقيقية حصلت فعلا،، حتعرفوا ثورة 23 يوليو 1952 عملت ايه في ولاد الناس،،،&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;التأميم،، والجعانين اللي مسكوا البلد،،، ومراكز القوة،، وتأليب العيش والنهب،،، وولاد الناس ف&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-el62vt3r1BA/Tra--Ys1g9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/54uWrVbFV1s/s200/Picture2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671930759711392722" /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;ضلت مش لاقية تأكل...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;لما شفت الفيلم دة عرفت ان التاريخ بيعيد نفسه تاني وتالت ورابع،،، وحنفضل في نفس الحلقة المفرغة...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;احنا بنبهدل الحاجة الكويسة اللي في ايدنا ومش عارفين قيمتها،،، الناس الكويسة بتدخل السجن،، وسايبين الحرامية والبلطجية وقطاع الطرق برة.... سايبين الفساد زي ما هو.. الرشوة اللي أول السنة كانت جنية دلوقتي بقت 1000 جنيه،،، ومحدش عايز يشتغل أو يعمل اي حاجة... &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;أنا بأوجه كلامي للعقلاء اللي في البلد،، واللي ممكن يفهموا الكلام ده... لازم نحافظ على الكويس اللي في بلدنا،، وننميه،، ونحاول نبني ونفهم الناس اللي مش فاهمة... دة صحيح حياخد وقت ومجهود،، بس لو كلنا حطينا ايدينا في ايدين بعض حنقدر نعمل حاجات كتيرة اوي...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;اللي حاصل دلوقتي تماما زي اللي كان حاصل قبل كدة،،، صراع على الكراسي والسلطة،، ومحدش بيفكر في مصلحة البلد،، واللي بيحاول يعمل حاجة كويسة للاسف يا اما بيزهق،، او بيتقبض عليه.... التاريخ بيعيد نفسه تاني وتالت ورابع... انا خايفة اقول انه "مافيش فايدة"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" dir="RTL" style="text-align: right;direction: rtl; unicode-bidi: embed; "&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG" style="font-family:&amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-bidi;mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-EG"&gt;يا ريت حد يكدبني ويقولي ان فيه امل ان حد ييجي يكون بيحب البلد ديه،،،، وزي ما قلت قبل كدة: دايما كان اللي بيحب البلد ديه مش منها،، مع الاسف...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7067340365386641678?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7067340365386641678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=7067340365386641678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7067340365386641678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7067340365386641678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='آه يا ليل يا زمن،،،!!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-el62vt3r1BA/Tra--Ys1g9I/AAAAAAAAAfY/54uWrVbFV1s/s72-c/Picture2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-2261178389483907417</id><published>2011-10-09T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T01:39:59.877-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maspero'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>رجعنا لنقطة صفر تاني...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;رجعنا لنقطة صفر تاني...!!!&lt;!--?xml:namespace prefix = o /--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;احنا بنرجع لوراء وللا ايه؟؟ ليه اللي بيحصل دة ولصالح مين!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;لصالح مين ان ولاد بلدنا يموتوا، وللاسف مش في الحرب، لكن في الهبل وبأيد مصريين زيهم...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;احنا كدة بنهدم بلدنا... ومش حنقدر نبنيها بسهولة..!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJC8QOBr-Gw/TpH_01wxn4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/1ojeTQmp7Zg/s1600/Picture1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 130px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661587489831362434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJC8QOBr-Gw/TpH_01wxn4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/1ojeTQmp7Zg/s200/Picture1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;لو عايزين بلدنا... لازم نقف ونحاسب نفسنا.. اللي بنعمله حيودينا على فين...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;انا فعلا مش شايفة قصادي غير طريق مظلم.. وعر... ومالهوش آخر...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;يااااا خساااارة يــــااااااا مــــصــــررررر.... يا خـسـاااااارة!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;يا خسارة دانتي فيكي كل حاجة، لكن ولادك مش عايزين يعملوا لك اي حاجة علشان تفضلي مـــصــر!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;كان نفسي اشوفك على طول عروسة حلوة بفستان ابيض،،، انا شايفاكي دلوقتي من بعيد،، فستانك الابيض متلطخ بدم ولادك،، ومقطع من كل حتة،، كل جهة شدت في ناحية ومزعته، وللاسف بان لحمك الغالي للكل،،، ومين يسترك غير ولادك.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;ولادك دلوقتي مش فاضيين،،، سايبينك وبيضربوا في بعض،، وسايبينك فريسة لكل كلب ينهش في لحمك.!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; unicode-bidi: embed; direction: rtl;" dir="RTL" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="AR-EG"&gt;انا آسفة اني باشوفك كدة،،،، يـــا خــســاااررررة يـــااااا مــصــررررر... يـا خـسـااااارررة!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SJC8QOBr-Gw/TpH_01wxn4I/AAAAAAAAAe0/1ojeTQmp7Zg/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6427176431463536854</id><published>2011-10-01T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T05:48:58.734-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='democracy'/><title type='text'>وبعدين... احنا رايحين على فين</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;قلنا ثورة، وعملناها... قلنا ديمقراطية،، وحرية وعدالة اجتماعية،،، وما فيش حاجة حصلت...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;كل اللي حصل هو الهيصة،،، لا اللي كان بيشتغل عارف يكمل شغله،، ولا اللي كان يادوبك عارف يلاقي اللاضااا،،، والحالة بقت ضنك،،&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;واللي زاد وغطى هي الاعتصامات والاحتجاجات اللي مالية البلد،، زي ما تكون ماسورة احتجاجات وضربت،،، طب الناس دي كانت فين قبل كدة،،!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;وهو الحل هي الاعتصامات دي،، ياعني هو الحل يبقى يا احنا نعيش يا اما الكل يموت،،، ؟؟؟ ماهو بالشكل دة لا اللي عايش كويس حيفضل كدة ولا اللي بيعاني حتتصلح حاله. بالعكس دة معناة ان فعلا "عجلة الانتاج فرقعت" وان فعلا الثورة "بتحدف شمال" وعايزة ضبط زوايا &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;وترصيص...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;يا عــااااالم فوقوا بقى... احنا داخلين في مرحلة ما يعلم بيها اللا ربنا...!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6427176431463536854?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6427176431463536854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6427176431463536854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6427176431463536854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6427176431463536854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_01.html' title='وبعدين... احنا رايحين على فين'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-8390438086853811182</id><published>2011-04-04T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T07:08:02.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pharaohs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>مصر غرقت في شبر مية</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;انتم مصدقين اللي حصل أمبارح والنهاردة؟؟؟ مصر غرقت في شبر مية، وديه أكيد مش أول مرة،&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdOv130Hg_w/TZnJc_vZS4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8Tn6ulSahSU/s1600/42-17451688.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591721912340925314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdOv130Hg_w/TZnJc_vZS4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8Tn6ulSahSU/s320/42-17451688.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; لكن دلوقتي إحنا ممكن نتكلم ونبدي استياءنا. قبل كده كانت نفس الحكاية بتحصل، لكن محدش كان بيفتح بقه قعدنا سنين وسنين نستحمل، لكن دلوقتي لا. المشكلة أصلها مبتدتش دلوقتي، دي مبتدية من زمااااان أوي.. من ساعة ما ابتدينا نسكت على الشارع وأحواله، لما كان المفروض يتخطط مظبوط، ويتعمل صرف مظبوط للأحوال اللي زي دية أنا مش حطول عليكوا، أنا بس بلفت نظركوا لما كان في مصر احتلال بريطاني، الانجليز عملوا حساب يوم زي دة، وخططوا لشبكة صرف للمطر. لكن إحنا لما جينا وخدنا البلد، &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--n8Y_LzSLsc/TZnJ1vOPl1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/YSZ7Mky-6hY/s1600/42-22279230.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591722337403639634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--n8Y_LzSLsc/TZnJ1vOPl1I/AAAAAAAAAeY/YSZ7Mky-6hY/s320/42-22279230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;رصفنا الشوارع وسدينا فتحات الصرف وكأن مافيش حاجة معمولة من قبل كده وبدأنا من الاول وجديد. وطبعا علشان نعمل شبكة صرف للمطر تانية زي الانجليز ما عملوها، دة حيكلفنا فلوس كتير أوي، ومش بس كده، دحنا حيوقف حالنا حبة حلوين علشان نعيد التخطيط من أول وجديد. المشكلة مش مشكلة صرف مطر، ولا مشكلة مرور وخلافه، المشكلة اكبر بكتير. المشكلة فينا إحنا كمصريين. مشكلتنا إننا مبنشتغلش بإستراتيجية واضحة، ولا بخطة متكاملة، إحنا بنعمل زي الفراعنة، لما واحد ييجي يمسك الحكم لازم يطمس معالم كل اللي قبلة عملة، ومابنفكرش نبني ونكمل المشوار ومشكلة صرف المطر ديه واحدة من الأعراض الجانبية للسلوك دة. تخيلوا!!! دة معناه إن فيه مشاكل كتيييييررررة أوي بسبب نفس السلوك، اللي يا ريت نغيرة &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-8390438086853811182?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8390438086853811182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=8390438086853811182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8390438086853811182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8390438086853811182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2011/04/blog-post.html' title='مصر غرقت في شبر مية'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CdOv130Hg_w/TZnJc_vZS4I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/8Tn6ulSahSU/s72-c/42-17451688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-4393861030274819877</id><published>2011-03-14T05:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T06:04:16.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='constitution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='referendum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>YES or NO!! Does not matter نعم او لا مش هي دي المشكلة</title><content type='html'>Dear All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick note about the referendum. For me, actually it does not matter YES or NO. What really matters for me is the percentage of participation. I want to see everyone who has a voice and who is allowed to voice out and VOTE, I want them to go and give their opinion, whether is YES or it is NO.&lt;br /&gt;I want to see a new trend in Egypt, a proactive one that makes us use our right to vote, rather than stay passively at home and just shut up as we used to do.&lt;br /&gt;I urge everyone to go and vote, regardless of the result, it is your chance to go and participate in the decision making of your country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;كتابة سريعة وعلى لهوجة مني. بالنسبة لي متفرقش اذا كان نعم أو لا. الاهم بالنسبة لي هو الجموع والعدد اللي حيصوت وبقول رأيه. انا عايزة اشوف كل اللي له الحق انه يصوت يروح ويصوت بغض النظر عن النتيجة، عايزة اشوف اتجاه جديد في مصر فيه الناس بتتحرك علشان تشترك في صنع القرار في مصر، مش بس قاعدين ساكتين في بيوتهم.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;انا بأدعو كل واحد ينزل من بيته ويروح علشان يبدي رأيه، بغض النظر عن النتيجة، دي فرصتنا كلنا ان يبقى لنا يد ونشترك في صنع القرار لبلدنا.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-4393861030274819877?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4393861030274819877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=4393861030274819877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4393861030274819877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4393861030274819877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2011/03/yes-or-no-does-not-matter.html' title='YES or NO!! Does not matter نعم او لا مش هي دي المشكلة'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-5040491936174017567</id><published>2011-02-16T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T15:09:33.051-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vice president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regime'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='president'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='step down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='system'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='25 Jan'/><title type='text'>Before and After</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since I wrote something in my blog page. I was busy living... and still I am. But really I was moved to write now after all the events that took place in Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will write about my experience during this period in details, I will not comment or give an opinion; I will only give you my insight from my paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHos5SjBKoE/TVwuMqeFK9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/3dBnROXZ_Qw/s1600/IMG00029-20110212-1516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574381233871596498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHos5SjBKoE/TVwuMqeFK9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/3dBnROXZ_Qw/s320/IMG00029-20110212-1516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First I heard about the protests that would take place on the 25th of January. I thought it is a normal protests like the ones we've been hearing about for the past 4 years. I saw the news coverage in the TV, over all channels; they were very limited, and then it started to take more time in all news channels right after the Police started to fire teargas and rubber bullets towards the peaceful protesters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was shocked of what is happening, we felt we are watching an American movie or so.. but in fact it was Egypt streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 25th of January, I heard about the large protests that was to be held on Friday 28th of January. My husband and I went to see what is going on in Mostafa Mahmoud square, and we &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqVvtjQ1NPM/TVwujJMO-UI/AAAAAAAAAeA/md9X_m1DUAk/s1600/12022011218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574381620075362626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqVvtjQ1NPM/TVwujJMO-UI/AAAAAAAAAeA/md9X_m1DUAk/s320/12022011218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walked till mid of El Batal Ahmed Abdel Aziz, we saw lots of police cars in the street surrounding the protesters. We got a strange feeling of chaos and fear in our hearts, and we went back home and stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, it was the mess, when we saw from our balcony the thugs and robbers breaking the shop in the building beside us. They even tried to enter this building, but a neighbor who had a gun, fired two bullets in the air to scare them, then all our neighbors went in the street to protect it from thugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my body was shaking from fear. The first thing I thought of was my son. I do not want him to get hurt, I do not want him to see this mess, I want to protect him... I thought of our end and may be the way we will die, and I thought of many bad thoughts that came into my mind in this day. On that day, I decided that I can be no more silent and passive. It is my family that I might loose because of the mess, and I decided to take the side I really deeply believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to write some sentences on the facebook to express what I believe in, and how I see &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs-gPkuB6tg/TV1zNTjMV_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/k3DbE9lBRzA/s1600/IMG00019-20110209-1551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574738586177918962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xs-gPkuB6tg/TV1zNTjMV_I/AAAAAAAAAeI/k3DbE9lBRzA/s320/IMG00019-20110209-1551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;things, and how to change the ugly fact. My husband was not welcoming the idea and was against me in the beginning. But as things progressed and time passed, both of us were convinced that this country needs a real change.&lt;br /&gt;The two peeches given by the former president, were really depressing and were not coming in the right time. Everytime he went for a speech, the next act was ugly. The second speech was followed by an attack for thugs on camels and horses to the protesters of Tahrir Square. The third speech was really irritating and provoking; and made other people who are not into politics, to go and join the protesters. It made our life more complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the last speech of the vice president, where he announced that the president stepped down, we thought that this is a dream. We could not beleive what the protesters have achieved, and that this was a real people revolution. For a while we thought he is eternal and immortal, and that this was not true. We were very happy that he stepped down, we were not afraid of what is coming up like many of our friends who were thinking of all the mess we are living in till now; we were full of hope and courage, we thought that we want to be part of it, and we want to celebrate, not only this, we want to be part of the service to this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a511b89981bebc83" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da511b89981bebc83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099954%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19334142E6740AA32964D075AF9A4D47FB17314B.57943FE414DE9F0A4E17BA91D16A84E5BF020D1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da511b89981bebc83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-OjTB6gyyPXg92A9vokuhAMur_k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da511b89981bebc83%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330099954%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19334142E6740AA32964D075AF9A4D47FB17314B.57943FE414DE9F0A4E17BA91D16A84E5BF020D1C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da511b89981bebc83%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-OjTB6gyyPXg92A9vokuhAMur_k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The example of what happened that I was following in my mind was: If I got a virus in my computer that is unbeatable, or cannot be removed, and it is about to ruin my files, then the best thing is to take a copy of my important files, and format my hard disk. Yes I will have to pay for a new software, and may be upgrade hardware, and I will spend time to format and install new programs and re-arrange my files; but at the end, it will be for the best, it will come back to me as a brand new well set computer. (Metaphorically speaking about the country).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to "format" the country, and clean all "viruses". It is time to install a new "software" in a clean environment. But also, it is CRUCIAL to ALWAYS ALWAYS have an "Anti-virus" that is continuously updated to detect new viruses when they try to attack the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAEt6QJJi-c&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAEt6QJJi-c&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family and I are optimistic about the future and we think it will be for the best of the country. Yes we will suffer in the short term, but it will be for the best on the medium and long term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you soon in a new blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-5040491936174017567?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a511b89981bebc83&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5040491936174017567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=5040491936174017567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/5040491936174017567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/5040491936174017567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2011/02/before-and-after.html' title='Before and After'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHos5SjBKoE/TVwuMqeFK9I/AAAAAAAAAd4/3dBnROXZ_Qw/s72-c/IMG00029-20110212-1516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-1010815424051849854</id><published>2009-01-18T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T07:26:09.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beleaguered'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assimilate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gasp'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='purity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Madly in love !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB3_80U7aI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GYOqm-XavRI/s1600-h/42-18226756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296365102328769954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB3_80U7aI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GYOqm-XavRI/s320/42-18226756.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I tried to find a strong word in all languages I know… I could not find any to describe my feeling…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you madly… and feel it inside me… sometimes words are inside me… but I cannot express well…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to express as much as I can… but I am not that kind of person who can say it… it shows in my care, may be… it shows sometimes in my behavior, probably… you can read it from my eyes, YES… but I cannot express it enough... I know… I am bad in expressing it in front of you… I do not have such a talent…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB2nL27SsI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VJwJs5v4tnQ/s1600-h/42-19101045.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be I will be able to say what I feel in writing… I feel it hauls out all what is inside me... and throws it between your arms and in front of you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB4jntUBMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/0s6sd2SLsHM/s1600-h/n590760305_1993562_4095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296365715137496258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB4jntUBMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/0s6sd2SLsHM/s320/n590760305_1993562_4095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can sense your feelings… I can feel your warmth, love from the heart and your soul beleaguered with thoughts in everything… the good and the bad side…&lt;br /&gt;I gasp all of that inside me… and never let it go… I assimilate everything and try to understand… I breathe out our anger and bad thoughts… and sift all our feelings to reach its purity… its transparency… its absolution…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want us to be strong… in front of everything that may face us… I want us to build our life together… to be ONE… having one eternal love… one mortal life… one split soul into two bodies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB1YUKWAVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5UJ5SNU53VI/s1600-h/%D9%84%D8%A8%D9%86%D8%A7%D9%86+385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296362222377107794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB1YUKWAVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/5UJ5SNU53VI/s320/%D9%84%D8%A8%D9%86%D8%A7%D9%86+385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let us share the moments… the good and the bad ones… let us cherish life and living… with its ups and downs… let us leave the past behind us… as we have the present and the future to take care of… let us fall in love deeply.. Without anything hindering us.. Let us trust each other… trust the fact that we are there for each others always and forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am deeply in love with you… and was never like that before… you are the one and only… and I cannot imagine my life without you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give myself the freedom of falling into you forever… my love and my everything…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my heart and my soul my dear husband….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours… your wife...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-1010815424051849854?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1010815424051849854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=1010815424051849854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1010815424051849854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1010815424051849854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2009/01/madly-in-love.html' title='Madly in love !!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SYB3_80U7aI/AAAAAAAAAdY/GYOqm-XavRI/s72-c/42-18226756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-782331167423441476</id><published>2008-12-18T02:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:08:03.910-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dimension'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='living'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possibilities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kind'/><title type='text'>Busy Living!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282534015208434642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SU9UsuJqq9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/KI7XV6FuxEw/s320/42-19728253.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It’s been a long time since I wrote anything or added anything to my blog… but I was really busy last period of time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was busy… I was busy living…. Living my life with all my senses…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SU9YRJpYzGI/AAAAAAAAAco/zEDtoQuuosY/s1600-h/42-19938302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282537939599412322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SU9YRJpYzGI/AAAAAAAAAco/zEDtoQuuosY/s320/42-19938302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Experiencing new things… crossing the bridge of life to its other side... checking it out... and taking my first steps into its long ever-lasting road… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is a long road to walk… where I have to check all its options… the good and the bad ones…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already took the road and I am happy I did that… it will give me a new dimension to life and living… opening up new aspects and giving the needed inspiration to get going…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SU9Yh-LzJCI/AAAAAAAAAcw/yJQTGQY9wg0/s1600-h/42-16504416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282538228580295714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SU9Yh-LzJCI/AAAAAAAAAcw/yJQTGQY9wg0/s320/42-16504416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving me a good reason to live for… an insight for a bright future… hope and believe in tomorrow’s kind possibilities….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-782331167423441476?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/782331167423441476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=782331167423441476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/782331167423441476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/782331167423441476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-living.html' title='Busy Living!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SU9UsuJqq9I/AAAAAAAAAcg/KI7XV6FuxEw/s72-c/42-19728253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-628871209967988518</id><published>2008-08-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T08:19:43.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='well groomed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go with the flow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illiteracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='regulations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pakistan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='impression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nurture'/><title type='text'>Pakistan… the promising land…!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm9lODEUjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dn7usYuKIfU/s1600-h/DSC01096R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231420889291313714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="231" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm9lODEUjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dn7usYuKIfU/s320/DSC01096R.jpg" width="164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always hear news about this part of the world, especially the bad news about strikes, wars, assassination, extremists…etc but I never heard about its beauty and potential of growth… From my experience in Pakistan I can tell you my impressions and notices about the country in the following few paragraphs…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country is the land of promises… it is a promising land for future business… potential for growth is there, with some twist of the rules and regulations, this country will be just the right country to invest and take the business to the next level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illiteracy rate is relatively high; almost 30%; however, the other part is very well educated, they spend a lot on educating their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pakistanis happen to be naturally born technology oriented people, and they have this attention to details, and they remember things… they have this computer mind inside their brains… &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm9wj9ix-I/AAAAAAAAATE/DSV6ybLzXaQ/s1600-h/DSC01091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231421084152285154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 245px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm9wj9ix-I/AAAAAAAAATE/DSV6ybLzXaQ/s320/DSC01091.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;however they have this systematic way of thinking… different than the way a 3rd world country will do… Like you should always translate what you say to their sequence of thinking, or what is called “within the systematic frame way of thinking’, so that you can get your communication through…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women in Pakistan are beautiful and very well groomed, with their national dress and their sandals on, you can see their well groomed half covered hair, their beautiful well manicured hands and feet, as well as their nice fine jewelry that show over their shawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm-D6LFZ2I/AAAAAAAAATM/qvOZ3JV3SXw/s1600-h/DSC01090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231421416532174690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px" height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm-D6LFZ2I/AAAAAAAAATM/qvOZ3JV3SXw/s320/DSC01090.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Food here is delicious, with lots of spices from this part of the world, and of course chili… you can always ask for less chili version of the food served to you… it is worth trying, in fact it is more delicious than most of the world’s cuisines…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This country is the country of the five senses… it nurtures your soul and stimulates your brain through using them… you just need to go with the flow…&lt;br /&gt;I hope my experience was useful to you… it is really worth visiting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my experience in details... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm-Vu7lK8I/AAAAAAAAATU/6XO95nNk-EI/s1600-h/DSC01093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231421722752003010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="183" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm-Vu7lK8I/AAAAAAAAATU/6XO95nNk-EI/s320/DSC01093.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard I was going to Pakistan for a work-related visit… I was shocked… I thought I am going to the land of hell… as I heard in the news, it is not safe, full of strikes and political problems, that might threaten any foreigner…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my chances and started in the procedures of preparing for my trip, started my trip with a stop over in Dubai, where I had a full day there for a meeting – and of course shopping JJ, then headed to Islamabad…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight was an over night flight, reached Islamabad very early in the morning, very tired as I did not sleep, and very reluctant to go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm-qUmCVNI/AAAAAAAAATc/G-EHUksCG_Y/s1600-h/Image009R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231422076459570386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="159" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm-qUmCVNI/AAAAAAAAATc/G-EHUksCG_Y/s320/Image009R.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My first experience in Islamabad was the airport, which was not that pleasant, but incomparable to what you can get as treatment if you go to Europe or America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the moment I stepped out of the airport, I was received by the driver who was waiting for me to take me to the hotel; an old, luxurious and posh Serena hotel.&lt;br /&gt;My room was not ready, but I was welcomed in a very nice way… they offered me breakfast and drinks till my room gets ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my room; which turned out to be a suite; in the fourth floor, changed and went down for my working day. Oh my God… what I am seeing is different than what I expected… my perception about Pakistan is that it is a desert country, like most of the gulf area or the Middle East countries… Unlike what I expected, Islamabad is GREEN… greenery everywhere, with amazing landscapes and green mountains, very well maintained paved wide roads and streets, very organized traffic, and on the sides of the roads, you can see lucrative villas and housings. All buildings are one, two or three storey’s…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJnACZREjvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Ef4_f6PvYG4/s1600-h/DSC01087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231423589542301426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJnACZREjvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Ef4_f6PvYG4/s320/DSC01087.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After my working day, I went back to the hotel to change and go out with some friends who live in Islamabad; they took me to the mountain, where I had dinner in Monal restaurant; an authentic Pakistani cuisine restaurant. The food was excellent, with its spices that gives the strong flavor to the palate and awakens your senses with its chili effect; complemented with the view of the whole city from the top of the mountain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Pakistan is considered as Islamic country, no alcohol is served with food… only few places; may be in hotels only; can serve you alcohol, if and only if you are a foreigner, but locals are not allowed to be served alcohol…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second day was a full working day, however, I had the chance to go for shopping, especially for Pashmina; a very good quality scarves and shawl made of fine wool, very expensive to get from anywhere else than Pakistan; and some leather items.&lt;br /&gt;Also I took nice pictures of the scenery and the green areas on my way back to the hotel. This day my friends took me to have a nice dinner at the Thai restaurant of the Marriott, called the Royal Elephant…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm_hGaMFKI/AAAAAAAAATs/qzDOWtyKWe8/s1600-h/DSC01073R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231423017544586402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="170" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm_hGaMFKI/AAAAAAAAATs/qzDOWtyKWe8/s320/DSC01073R.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My third day in Islamabad was purely work… after I finished my working day, I had to take the flight to Lahore; another city in Pakistan, mainly in Punjab province…&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that stroke me when I went out of Lahore airport was the humidity… the weather is humid, but rainy in the same time… it is more likely to be tropical…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lahore is known to be the city of culture… history everywhere you go, starting from old buildings, to mosques and forts….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had to stay for one full day… work team of Lahore took me to have lunch in a French bistro cuisine restaurant in the main luxurious part of the city, then we went for a city tour, where we had the chance to visit the fort and Badshahi mosque…&lt;br /&gt;And like any other mosque, you need to take off your shoes while going inside, and hand it to the person in charge of keeping the shoes… they usually give you a number for that…&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm_AMbVdcI/AAAAAAAAATk/Y2FeEOIXdLs/s1600-h/DSC01078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231422452224325058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" height="148" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm_AMbVdcI/AAAAAAAAATk/Y2FeEOIXdLs/s320/DSC01078.jpg" width="294" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The visit was worth the time spent there, but when we went out of the mosque and asked for our shoes, the guy who keeps them was bargaining to get 100 USD from us… we laughed, because even if you want to buy a shoes, it will not cost you that amount of money… then we ended up giving him 30 RPS. Which is equivalent to ½ a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the hotel; which was not the best experience for me as I really did not like it; had dinner in one of the restaurants, where there was an Indian dancer performing during dinner time… had my last meal in Pakistan… then went to my room to pack and go… On our way to the airport, it was raining like never before… as I’ve never seen such a rain in my entire life… non-stop very heavy strong rain, and the weather was sooo warm… as I said before it is a tropical weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until my next blog… wishing you an enjoyable and safe trip….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-628871209967988518?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/628871209967988518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=628871209967988518' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/628871209967988518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/628871209967988518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/08/pakistan-promising-land.html' title='Pakistan… the promising land…!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SJm9lODEUjI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Dn7usYuKIfU/s72-c/DSC01096R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-5259495430750593049</id><published>2008-07-27T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T21:05:23.073-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disney land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinderella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow white'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man of all seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guardian'/><title type='text'>Love Worm….!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1EgO4m79I/AAAAAAAAASc/0VccNWXHtT0/s1600-h/42-17452849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910062989045714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 202px" height="232" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1EgO4m79I/AAAAAAAAASc/0VccNWXHtT0/s320/42-17452849.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On my way to my 10 days work trip… thinking of life around me… flash backs are coming in front of me… thinking of the last few days or may be weeks that I have had…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to me… suddenly I found myself in Disney land… the land of fairies… replacing Cinderella, snow white, beauty in her role with the beast… :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kidnapped from my world…. Eloped with him to his special private world… with future hopes and dreams… &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1EpLgbURI/AAAAAAAAASk/cxeZsyk-gyE/s1600-h/42-19274853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910216701137170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="88" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1EpLgbURI/AAAAAAAAASk/cxeZsyk-gyE/s320/42-19274853.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is he the right person… can he be the one I was waiting for my entire life??? Donno…. May be he is the one and ONLY…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have doubts about that?? Of course yes… am I doubting life and living??? Yes I do…&lt;br /&gt;Am I worried about the future??? Yes I am… Are we going anywhere with our relationship??? Yes we may…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell I loved him at first sight… first sight love does not make sense to me and does not &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1E3J97kwI/AAAAAAAAASs/09S4VNBMJAQ/s1600-h/42-16892277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910456806183682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="126" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1E3J97kwI/AAAAAAAAASs/09S4VNBMJAQ/s320/42-16892277.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;exit… but… I do not know what happened… I found myself in his world suddenly… I left my life behind me for him… left my world… my network… my outings… even my family commitment for him…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the end of the world for him… went out of my way for him… he made me forget my pain and my first love that stayed with me for a very long time… I forgot the torture of love and walked towards its passage again… without thinking of what will happen… I just crave for him… &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1FK3_ZiDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hiCdHTziFF8/s1600-h/CB043304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227910795577886770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="140" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1FK3_ZiDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hiCdHTziFF8/s320/CB043304.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he is not around… I feel emptiness… when I am not with him.. I feel lost… he turned my life into sweetness and happiness… regardless of what people may say…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see him as an angel… my heart keeper and the guardian of my love… I see him as a man of all seasons and centuries… I see him as the pyramids… I see him as the knight on his white horse, coming to rescue me from the evil…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He treated me as I always wished… he gave me the attention, the care, the love and the passion that I always wanted…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit it… I got the love worm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am happy it happened that way…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-5259495430750593049?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5259495430750593049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=5259495430750593049' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/5259495430750593049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/5259495430750593049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-worm.html' title='Love Worm….!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SI1EgO4m79I/AAAAAAAAASc/0VccNWXHtT0/s72-c/42-17452849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-1491419832357389191</id><published>2008-05-15T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T06:21:11.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neutral'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='magnet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='captivated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tantalizing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nebulous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesmerized'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flourishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhapsody'/><title type='text'>Mesmerized….!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw3swumC4I/AAAAAAAAASE/1C87qpsA6d8/s1600-h/42-15205792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200592911840185218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" height="257" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw3swumC4I/AAAAAAAAASE/1C87qpsA6d8/s320/42-15205792.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sitting in a comfy armchair, thinking of us… our relation and our old time together… the good and bad memories we had together… thought of the nice words we whispered… and the ugly words we threw on each others face…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering how I used to quiver in front of you… from the love I had for you in my heart… I was simply mesmerized, thanking God of blessing me with you being in my life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw35wumC5I/AAAAAAAAASM/_afbxgo3jKU/s1600-h/42-19523339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200593135178484626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="186" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw35wumC5I/AAAAAAAAASM/_afbxgo3jKU/s320/42-19523339.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Memories of us were tantalizing my feeling towards you… how filled I was with love and passion towards you… how I used to love you to madness… how alluring it was to have you around me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of all that… my love and passion to you is not the same anymore… my feeling towards you changed to neutral… regardless of the circumstances that led to that… you are not there anymore… you are not part of my system… you are only there when needed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw4gwumC6I/AAAAAAAAASU/kV2rtneCCBQ/s1600-h/MI001741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200593805193382818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" height="274" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw4gwumC6I/AAAAAAAAASU/kV2rtneCCBQ/s320/MI001741.jpg" width="136" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found my passion somewhere else… my love shifted to another direction… was captivated by another magnet… fulfilling and rewarding… rapt with passion and love towards me…&lt;br /&gt;No more thinking of you as love… just thinking of my state of passionate rhapsody when you were around, and how to get there one more time…&lt;br /&gt;It used to be painful thinking of us back… but believe me… this pain turned positive towards my new heart passion… flourishing with hope and confidence in tomorrow’s nebulous unknown destiny…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you all the best in life… :) :) !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-1491419832357389191?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1491419832357389191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=1491419832357389191' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1491419832357389191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1491419832357389191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/05/mesmerized.html' title='Mesmerized….!!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/SCw3swumC4I/AAAAAAAAASE/1C87qpsA6d8/s72-c/42-15205792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6271707909973767292</id><published>2008-04-08T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T02:54:28.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hard steel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good old days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confused'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rock solid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shape'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think glass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='calm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stage of life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='irrational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='logic'/><title type='text'>The Edge....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s3qwOUL2I/AAAAAAAAARM/ebXmvwka8JU/s1600-h/42-19047581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186800603486236514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="199" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s3qwOUL2I/AAAAAAAAARM/ebXmvwka8JU/s320/42-19047581.jpg" width="166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Listening to good old days French songs… thinking of what is happening around me… analyzing all of it… starting from the least and tiniest thing… starting to rationalize things…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling content and happy of where I am now… what I reached over the years… thinking of myself and rewinding my life tape… &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s5KQOUL6I/AAAAAAAAARs/QBKTmETtma8/s1600-h/AXR001277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186802244163743650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="219" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s5KQOUL6I/AAAAAAAAARs/QBKTmETtma8/s320/AXR001277.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;watching it in front of me… &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’ve been through a lot in my life… which mold me to what I am now… with all my qualities and drawbacks… my character pros and cons… my behavior and reactions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s_HgOUL7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/MCsPzMdetKY/s1600-h/42-17155871RR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186808793988870066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="205" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s_HgOUL7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/MCsPzMdetKY/s320/42-17155871RR.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought of my early stage of life… how scared I was… insecure… vulnerable to harm and break like thin glass… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took the hard path of life… had to go through different tests and experiences… that turned the thin glass into rock solid, hard steel... but also turned my inner to soft paste… shaped to the curves of love and passion… carving its body and soul with feelings… &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s_XQOUL8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/wG098PqUdEU/s1600-h/AXR001276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186809064571809730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="283" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s_XQOUL8I/AAAAAAAAAR8/wG098PqUdEU/s320/AXR001276.jpg" width="168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes confused… sometimes wild… sometimes eccentric and irrational…&lt;br /&gt;Other times well arranged… wise and calm with a high logic of common sense…&lt;br /&gt;It’s my edge… my satisfaction and my contentment…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck finding your edge :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6271707909973767292?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6271707909973767292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6271707909973767292' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6271707909973767292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6271707909973767292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/04/edge.html' title='The Edge....!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R_s3qwOUL2I/AAAAAAAAARM/ebXmvwka8JU/s72-c/42-19047581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-7494435956713614128</id><published>2008-03-17T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T04:45:26.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Light Soul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95Y-ITTmAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/69Rh28nn2IA/s1600-h/42-17950164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178674445926242306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px" height="175" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95Y-ITTmAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/69Rh28nn2IA/s320/42-17950164.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke up in the morning with a smile on my face… happy and filled with passion to life… felt my light heart reflecting on my home mirrors… showing a light coming out of my eyes… my face muscles are so relaxed… although I did not have enough sleep…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of my very best days… met people and friends… but above all that, and what is most important… is that I met a soul… a pure one… speaking a little but from the heart… &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95YsITTl_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/goVaceoC9FI/s1600-h/42-17176790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178674136688596978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" height="129" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95YsITTl_I/AAAAAAAAAQs/goVaceoC9FI/s320/42-17176790.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;when saying anything… you can tell this soul is not bluffing… such a quality is rarely found in this world of benefits and lies…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A light soul… sometimes I find it observing… or watching other souls… and sometimes I see age showing, blended with discrete wisdom and experience…&lt;br /&gt;Other times… I see a child’s soul inside… a happy one that wants to play and get out of its body to be free to fly high…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95YZ4TTl-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/-glrCF5Cqv8/s1600-h/42-18762130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178673823155984354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="136" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95YZ4TTl-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/-glrCF5Cqv8/s320/42-18762130.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can see the pearl hidden inside… the jewel that shines and reflects lines of rays... nurturing the surrounding with natural light… I can feel warmth hiding behind its shyness… I can read between the curves and the lines of the body reflexes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful soul… to keep it in the heart always…!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7494435956713614128?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7494435956713614128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=7494435956713614128' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7494435956713614128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7494435956713614128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/03/light-soul.html' title='Light Soul'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R95Y-ITTmAI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/69Rh28nn2IA/s72-c/42-17950164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-3346892947015527341</id><published>2008-03-04T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T05:18:22.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synchronization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confidence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ballerina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harmony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='butterfly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Ballerina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81CmnJ9xtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XvzvxL54IZI/s1600-h/42-18310765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173864778031810258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="152" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81CmnJ9xtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XvzvxL54IZI/s320/42-18310765.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Putting her ballet shoes on… tying their straps around her muscled leg in a crossed way… putting on her fluffy slim dress made of thin transparent off-white cloth… preparing herself to go on stage to perform her dance…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81IO3J9x2I/AAAAAAAAAQU/twmgct279_g/s1600-h/42-15647372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173870967079683938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" height="269" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81IO3J9x2I/AAAAAAAAAQU/twmgct279_g/s320/42-15647372.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful tall girl in an elegant fit and make-up… she is waiting in the backstage for her turn to go on stage…. Looking at her colleagues from the side drops of the stage… seeing them performing to their best knowledge…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her heart beats faster and faster while counting the minutes to her entrance… I must be the best… my entrance should impress my viewers… I do not want to miss any move or forget any part… she keeps on thinking of everything and every possibility… she is calling harm and failure with her mind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly she denied the idea of failure and started to boost her moral by &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81FV3J9xzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RHQLTWKs0os/s1600-h/42-15647439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173867788803884850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="137" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81FV3J9xzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/RHQLTWKs0os/s320/42-15647439.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;encouraging herself through performance of others… see I can do better… I learned this move before… I’ve been there done that several times… I am the queen of stage… I won’t miss it… Her heart beats faster and faster as she approaches her entrance… her entrance is in a second… she just turned red… She moved herself in a very nervous move to pull her body onto the stage in front of her audience…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81GGXJ9x0I/AAAAAAAAAQE/xSz66mlPsWg/s1600-h/42-18101254.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;She entered the stage in a holistic grandiose that got audience attention… she managed to attract their vision to her and keep it on her… She started performing on stage… she was moving like a butterfly… a feather in the air… in a very flexible and harmonized strength and synchronization…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was smiling to audience… like a bird enjoying freedom of flying out its golden cage… a child taking its first steps to the new world… Every move she makes gives her more confidence in the next move and in her capability… she still cannot see the viewers from the stage light but she feels it…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81I9HJ9x3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/UIA5NJGJg6Q/s1600-h/42-17301122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173871761648633714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" height="166" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81I9HJ9x3I/AAAAAAAAAQc/UIA5NJGJg6Q/s320/42-17301122.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;She is about to finish her moves… and do the finale… her finale was as grand and impressive as her entrance… audience stood up and clapped hard for her… thanking her for the time and effort spent to make them enjoy the performance… she did it… she managed to reach the top and be the best… she finally got what she wants... audience attention, hearts and souls with her…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing to be a life Ballerina…!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-3346892947015527341?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3346892947015527341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=3346892947015527341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3346892947015527341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3346892947015527341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/03/ballerina.html' title='Ballerina'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R81CmnJ9xtI/AAAAAAAAAPM/XvzvxL54IZI/s72-c/42-18310765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-5721541169687293861</id><published>2008-02-19T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T00:45:42.989-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra mile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vanish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra step'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excuse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communicate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confront'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intensions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accept'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assume'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misunderstanding'/><title type='text'>No more to say…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7rC99rnC6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/hmYE4i1iH3M/s1600-h/42-15813490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168657892146351010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="268" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7rC99rnC6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/hmYE4i1iH3M/s320/42-15813490.jpg" width="179" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No more to say… nothing more to feel…&lt;br /&gt;I was always the good face... that gives a lot… that loves a lot… but not anymore…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The good face was mistreated… and does not believe in life anymore…&lt;br /&gt;The good face is no longer there… instead… you will find a face of wax… very pleasant but no life in it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will take a huge effort to make this face turn back to good… as it does not feel it anymore…&lt;br /&gt;It took this face a long time to trust life… love… and people… and now it is back to be expressionless… lifeless… and very tough…&lt;br /&gt;I always had the pride... the dignity and the self love… and I will always have them… I cannot live without them… or else I will die… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7sKndrnC7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/4VBpOuQfsDs/s1600-h/42-16177414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168736670436494258" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 173px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="260" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7sKndrnC7I/AAAAAAAAAO8/4VBpOuQfsDs/s320/42-16177414.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No more pain… I do not deserve it… no more thinking of something that might cause it… I am more precious to myself than this… no more misunderstanding… I am a person that should be accepted as I am… a package… take it or leave it….&lt;br /&gt;No more excuses… I do not buy them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever really cared… you would have crossed oceans for me… you would have stepped the extra mile for me… you would have contained my fears and eased them away…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever really cared… you would have ignored minor mistakes… you would have understood my good intensions… and you would have forgiven silliness… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7sLP9rnC8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/wmJB78i3s18/s1600-h/200557323-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168737366221196226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" height="215" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7sLP9rnC8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/wmJB78i3s18/s320/200557323-001.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7rB4NrnC5I/AAAAAAAAAOs/dY0jYC5lOhg/s1600-h/200341014-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you ever respected me… you would have just communicated... and never ran away or vanished… you would have confronted me… even if you are not ready for the extra step… you would have told me what you think… instead of assuming and acting upon assumptions…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough… enough of my feelings towards you… enough of my love and my passion… let me save them for someone who might appreciate me as I am… accept me as I am… and tolerate the world around me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However…. You will always have my respect… my friendship… and my good intensions towards you… I will never be evil or mean to you… this is not in me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-5721541169687293861?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/5721541169687293861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=5721541169687293861' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/5721541169687293861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/5721541169687293861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-more-to-say.html' title='No more to say…'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R7rC99rnC6I/AAAAAAAAAO0/hmYE4i1iH3M/s72-c/42-15813490.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-3357962999956589122</id><published>2008-01-20T06:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T08:33:48.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prosperity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wealth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='best'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny. God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='save'/><title type='text'>My World..!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R5NdYOM37_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/H1xSoRCdvCU/s1600-h/CBR003909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157568668979687410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="123" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R5NdYOM37_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/H1xSoRCdvCU/s320/CBR003909.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With all the love in the world… the passion inside me… the feelings towards you… I pray for you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray for the good to happen.... the sky to rain… kindness to surround you…&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to protect you… from evil spirit and bad eye… from hate and envy…&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to save your soul from bad intentions… to guard your mind and heart from anger... I pray for you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R5NeoOM38AI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gzr2PHfGT4c/s1600-h/200535943-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157570043369222146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" height="227" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R5NeoOM38AI/AAAAAAAAAOM/gzr2PHfGT4c/s320/200535943-001.jpg" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I pray to God to be the best… to reach the top…&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to take your fear away… to give you courage and stamina&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to give you the patience and the passion to do what it takes… to take the right decision&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God... for you to face the devil... to stand for the right...&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to weapon you.... in front of your enemies to beat them...&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God for you to live in health… wealth and happiness…&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to save the ones you love.... the ones you share life with and the ones that depend on you...&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God to save my love for you... I pray to God to be with me… in my world… forever…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May our prayers be accepted for that day :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-3357962999956589122?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3357962999956589122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=3357962999956589122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3357962999956589122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3357962999956589122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-wold.html' title='My World..!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R5NdYOM37_I/AAAAAAAAAOE/H1xSoRCdvCU/s72-c/CBR003909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6351749723600452479</id><published>2008-01-09T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T15:13:31.409-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cairo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='window'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dripping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drive'/><title type='text'>Warm Rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VUc-M37-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/sPXhseqccqo/s1600-h/447-N-189-Z1341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153618205305466850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="168" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VUc-M37-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/sPXhseqccqo/s320/447-N-189-Z1341.jpg" width="221" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A long drive in the streets of Cairo at night… A warm rainy weather… with less traffic… and more of a winter mode… driving along the bridge and listening to inspiring love songs that reflects my state of mind those days…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VQg-M377I/AAAAAAAAANk/rX2RXo5uvI0/s1600-h/42-15203463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153613875978432434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="291" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VQg-M377I/AAAAAAAAANk/rX2RXo5uvI0/s320/42-15203463.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking through my dripping car window, reflecting the street and cars light and glowing in my eyes… remembering backwards… the good old days memories of the far past… the recent memories and events… the people I met there… the fun we shared…. the talk we had…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking forward… listening to the voice of my head… feeling the beats of my heart…. reasoning my life…. seeing the future like a movie in front of me… that still needs fine tuning.. :):)&lt;br /&gt;My long drive went to an end to meet a friend… a friend who will listen to me… who will give me the tip of the day unconditionally… this is what I need…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VQ9eM378I/AAAAAAAAANs/ts8l6WikzGY/s1600-h/42-16385248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153614365604704194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VQ9eM378I/AAAAAAAAANs/ts8l6WikzGY/s320/42-16385248.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a relief meeting my friend… talking out loud… discussing things while enjoying our freshly brewed coffee… my friend my savior and my advisor…. my buddy and my mentor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked about memories… old past and recent past… we talked about life… love… passion… agony… fears… feelings… practicality… future and the unknown… the do’s and don’ts… and most of all… the present…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VT8eM379I/AAAAAAAAAN0/vYoL1oWM2JY/s1600-h/aog50597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153617646959718354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="234" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VT8eM379I/AAAAAAAAAN0/vYoL1oWM2JY/s320/aog50597.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We left our table… heading back to the car… walked in the sinking streets… under the pouring skies.... we were thinking... we enjoyed our talk… we satisfied our friendship for a day… now it is time to go back home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the drive back through the long bridge… but this time… I felt warmth… looking through the dripping car window is giving me hope… is painting a smile on my face… as tomorrow will be a new glowing day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a lovely day everyday :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6351749723600452479?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6351749723600452479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6351749723600452479' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6351749723600452479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6351749723600452479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2008/01/warm-rain.html' title='Warm Rain'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R4VUc-M37-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/sPXhseqccqo/s72-c/447-N-189-Z1341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6791306244532546550</id><published>2007-12-29T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T01:02:50.838-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='partnership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ownership'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='want'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='circle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fore granted'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Ownership or Partnership…???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dYSOM370I/AAAAAAAAAMs/IcOV2LVbd8M/s1600-h/42-18032300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149681768994434882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="157" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dYSOM370I/AAAAAAAAAMs/IcOV2LVbd8M/s320/42-18032300.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Owning what you want!!! Does this make you want it more…. Or will just give you the sense of that you got what you want…. Then you lay back and start to be reluctant of keeping what you have… treating it as fore granted….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ownership vs. Partnership…. Do we really understand the difference??? Do we really care to understand it??? Are we ready to give away the lust of ownership… to enjoy partnership???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dTBeM37xI/AAAAAAAAAMU/Ms-Y36ZxA1Q/s1600-h/42-18032300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dXjOM37yI/AAAAAAAAAMc/ordeSyR5_wE/s1600-h/42-18032300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dYkeM371I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3n12sZZWb6A/s1600-h/42-19133741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149682082527047506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="143" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dYkeM371I/AAAAAAAAAM0/3n12sZZWb6A/s320/42-19133741.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can explain it in two sentences… like a flower you see in a garden and you get attached to it… you visit it everyday… you care about it and you water it… you make sure that it is safe… and that has enough sun to keep it alive… The flower is not yours… but it is attached to you…. It feels your care and appreciates it…. It blossoms for you... it smiles at you…. It spreads happiness around to all who sees it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or… like a flower in a garden and you get attached to it… but this time you crop it to take it home with you and to put it in a vase… &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dZmOM374I/AAAAAAAAANM/FOCpv9j47uM/s1600-h/42-17796249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149683212103446402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dZmOM374I/AAAAAAAAANM/FOCpv9j47uM/s320/42-17796249.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you will water it… you will make sure it is safe… but this time… the flower is imprisoned in the vase… taken care of… but not smiling at you… and eventually it will fade… faster than the one still in the garden….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dYyeM372I/AAAAAAAAAM8/OxUY5IjRx-k/s1600-h/42-18764820.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of us crave for ownership … but life has more meaning than just owning something/someone and taking it/him/her fore granted… as we are human beings… the moment we take things fore granted… we loose interest… and we try to search for another thing to own… to hunt down… to get….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dX5-M37zI/AAAAAAAAAMk/HfRfuwrKRJw/s1600-h/42-18576366.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dZ3-M375I/AAAAAAAAANU/0zUrSiWCnx0/s1600-h/42-18764820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149683517046124434" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="169" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dZ3-M375I/AAAAAAAAANU/0zUrSiWCnx0/s320/42-18764820.jpg" width="264" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life is about sharing…. partnering… caring… life is about getting what you want in your circle of interest… and still wanting it forever… continuing to do the effort for partnership to stay… for care to give... for love to live… for an ever after life… the what/who you partnered with…. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dZLOM373I/AAAAAAAAANE/tCSMzr6N6pA/s1600-h/42-17796249.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dSW-M37wI/AAAAAAAAAMM/LNF1JvPQtK0/s1600-h/42-18764820.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I worked hard to set them apart in my life… still some things need to be owned.... and some Lives need simply to be shared…!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you an enjoyable moment sharing… and happy New Year :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6791306244532546550?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6791306244532546550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6791306244532546550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6791306244532546550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6791306244532546550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/12/ownership-or-partnership.html' title='Ownership or Partnership…???'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/R3dYSOM370I/AAAAAAAAAMs/IcOV2LVbd8M/s72-c/42-18032300.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-4348808396130390845</id><published>2007-11-13T02:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T03:11:03.589-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='excellence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='percentage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sharihg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain'/><title type='text'>Cracks allover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmD9bshTzI/AAAAAAAAALA/lOwwCwSk4tY/s1600-h/42-18250661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132278341795139378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="252" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmD9bshTzI/AAAAAAAAALA/lOwwCwSk4tY/s320/42-18250661.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought of sharing this thought with you…. I was always the person who walks the whole nine yards in everything I did…. Putting effort and passion together to have a perfect outcome… It is rewarding somehow when you see the fruit of your effort in front of you… but do people around you really care??? Do they bother to see effectiveness and efficiency… or they are just filling the gaps and completing their papers “as we say in Arabic”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed for a long time trying to make people understand… but found out that they are stubborn enough to stop listening or watching things…. They reminded me of cracks we see in anything… like walls… glass… or floor…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started seeing people in a different way… I started reading their “cracks”… which are different from a person to another… once you read their cracks… you can understand and value where do their ideas… and perception of life come from… and you will be able to deal with them accordingly…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmEabshT0I/AAAAAAAAALI/vfAvR6wYpQg/s1600-h/42-18249750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132278840011345730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="192" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmEabshT0I/AAAAAAAAALI/vfAvR6wYpQg/s320/42-18249750.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cracks are different and they might be in different locations… but at the end of the day… each one holds his/her crack… and tries to hide it with shields or mend it with temporary molds, that will soon be fallen down… but they never heal them, or try to see how to mend them from their roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met people with &lt;strong&gt;brain cracks&lt;/strong&gt; (the most dangerous unhealed kind of crack)… they just see life from a wrong paradigm… that makes them perceive everything as a wrong thing around them… those people “in my point of view” are introverts or at least people who hurt others in every step they walk… they do not see this… but in fact they do…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmFC7shT1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/WyDIz14EKwU/s1600-h/6466-000001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132279535796047698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 254px" height="293" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmFC7shT1I/AAAAAAAAALQ/WyDIz14EKwU/s320/6466-000001.jpg" width="193" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They are also judgmental… since they see things differently and they want things to go their way… and if not… then curses will be poured on life and people around them… You just need to avoid argumentative talks with them.. or taking their opinion… they will always see the empty part of the glass in everything….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heart cracks&lt;/strong&gt;… this is the easiest crack to mend and heal… this is a temporarily crack… that affects the heart… usually through relationships… heart breaks… annoying circumstances (like death or sickness)…&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed to be able to forget… and start all over again…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defects from social standards and value… beliefs and environmental surrounding… leads to &lt;strong&gt;personality cracks&lt;/strong&gt;…. This is a type where people have double standards in everything… they say something… and they do another thing… they convince you with ideas they will never apply…&lt;br /&gt;This is due to inheriting wrong ideas… it is not easy to mend or heal… but by effort… exposure… and bitter experiences… they can flip all over… to a better shape… still some residues will remain at the bottom of the character…&lt;br /&gt;People like this… need help and support… because they learn by experience… they go through hell and live in it... they are the victims of society in a way… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmFWbshT2I/AAAAAAAAALY/L8wzYircKRw/s1600-h/10160527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132279870803496802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" height="279" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmFWbshT2I/AAAAAAAAALY/L8wzYircKRw/s320/10160527.jpg" width="196" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have cracks… we might have a combination of personality, heart and brain cracks… but the percentages are different….&lt;br /&gt;We only need to know where our cracks are located… and try to mend instead of hiding them… to heal their wounds... instead of taking a temp. pain killer… clean them.. instead of staying with living residues….&lt;br /&gt;We are only too weak to admit it… or to show it to others… we want to prove that we are always right and PERFECT… while perfection is not part of our reality…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not writing this to judge anyone… I am only stating a fact of life… I am one of the people who have cracks as well… I am just trying to figure them out to be able to fix them… As long as I live… I will keep on fixing them…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with finding your crack…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-4348808396130390845?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4348808396130390845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=4348808396130390845' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4348808396130390845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4348808396130390845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/11/cracks-allover.html' title='Cracks allover'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RzmD9bshTzI/AAAAAAAAALA/lOwwCwSk4tY/s72-c/42-18250661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6104933667903994535</id><published>2007-10-30T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T01:54:28.327-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mankind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='need'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='security'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comfort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pamper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bead'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='definition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='here'/><title type='text'>The Bead…. The Seed… and what it needs….</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Ry2DNysYv1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ng0-m1Xc5aY/s1600-h/42-17589866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128899823614345042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="157" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Ry2DNysYv1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ng0-m1Xc5aY/s320/42-17589866.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am here for you… to be your man… to be your shelter… your sense of security….&lt;br /&gt;I am here… to put the seed of love… to water and grow it…… to get its fruit….&lt;br /&gt;I am here…. to bead the fruit into the chain of life… to give it the flavor and spice…&lt;br /&gt;I am here… to spice it up… to make it for… to help it out…&lt;br /&gt;I am here because it is worth the battle… I am here because of you…&lt;br /&gt;I am here to do what it takes… to see what it needs… and to find the way…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Ry2DcSsYv2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yep79LCRHBA/s1600-h/42-17614551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128900072722448226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Ry2DcSsYv2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/yep79LCRHBA/s320/42-17614551.jpg" width="156" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am here because I respect you... I am here to protect you...&lt;br /&gt;I am not here for eternity… but since I am here for sometime… I should be the ONE and only for you..... Believe me it will lead to eternity…&lt;br /&gt;I am here because you’re my woman… with all the meaning of the word…&lt;br /&gt;I am here waiting for you.. my woman… to comfort you… to pamper you… and to love you…&lt;br /&gt;I am here… just because I love you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A message from a real man…. :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6104933667903994535?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6104933667903994535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6104933667903994535' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6104933667903994535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6104933667903994535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/10/bead-seed-and-what-it-needs.html' title='The Bead…. The Seed… and what it needs….'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Ry2DNysYv1I/AAAAAAAAAKo/ng0-m1Xc5aY/s72-c/42-17589866.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-487960523112903766</id><published>2007-10-25T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T02:57:04.647-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vampire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mode'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weakness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black whole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vein'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fire'/><title type='text'>Devil’s mode…</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBmvSsYvzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gkJ_v-Ep8TA/s1600-h/74057925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125209338605518642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="172" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBmvSsYvzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gkJ_v-Ep8TA/s320/74057925.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blood and fire…. coming out of dark black fog… steam everywhere…. It’s the Devil’s mode…. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBmQSsYvxI/AAAAAAAAAKI/JgQ3GQRCSqI/s1600-h/74057925.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking evil… be mean to life… have the guts to fire back pain and bitterness…. I am in the Devil’s mode… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBmaysYvyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4u-pua2cwuI/s1600-h/42-18458811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125208986418200354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="237" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBmaysYvyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/4u-pua2cwuI/s320/42-18458811.jpg" width="143" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrinking the world… ignoring opinions… telling lies… finding others weaknesses... abuse the situation…. The Devil is here inside….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucking blood from a kind vein… to quench my vampire’s thirst… to change the mode… to beat earth… the Devil is &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBm5SsYv0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ewfN_ZnvEVM/s1600-h/RL001365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125209510404210498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="142" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBm5SsYv0I/AAAAAAAAAKg/ewfN_ZnvEVM/s320/RL001365.jpg" width="236" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enjoying it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more thirsts… no more fire… no more blood… the Devil is now gone…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-487960523112903766?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/487960523112903766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=487960523112903766' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/487960523112903766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/487960523112903766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/10/devils-mode.html' title='Devil’s mode…'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RyBmvSsYvzI/AAAAAAAAAKY/gkJ_v-Ep8TA/s72-c/74057925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6395120289627706622</id><published>2007-10-18T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T03:35:32.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breeze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='risky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='body'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='possible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='precious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prison'/><title type='text'>Touching the skies….!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc0BpxH7DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8MimxGYcIoM/s1600-h/42-16073402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122620304153635890" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="139" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc0BpxH7DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8MimxGYcIoM/s320/42-16073402.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I once touched the skies… only once… I once found my precious pearl… when I dove deep in the ocean…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the chance to meet whoever was there…. Waiting to receive and welcome me… to pave my way through… and lead me to where I want and intend to go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc0YpxH7EI/AAAAAAAAAJg/AnHI3_NqVdg/s1600-h/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc1IJxH7GI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UACZ_Onx8Xo/s1600-h/9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122621515334413410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" height="84" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc1IJxH7GI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UACZ_Onx8Xo/s320/9.bmp" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only Once… and I wish it will happen again... touching the skies or finding the pearls is RISKY…. But DOABLE… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc0xZxH7FI/AAAAAAAAAJo/0AlgBm6hy5Q/s1600-h/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be a spirit… free from its prison called “body” to be able to fly high… and go wherever I can… I should be a vapor… ready to leave… to a higher and a better place… whenever and wherever possible…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc1kpxH7HI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0t5Mk2a6TUw/s1600-h/7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122622004960685170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" height="184" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc1kpxH7HI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/0t5Mk2a6TUw/s320/7.bmp" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I should be a leaf… carried out through the wind… embraced within its breeze… to rest in its new place… watered by the skies’ tears of dew…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc2OpxH7II/AAAAAAAAAKA/VLky7a1z_Cg/s1600-h/42-15291388.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I should fly off ground… walk on air… think out loud…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only then… I will have the chance … to touch the skies… and find my precious pearls again..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to find your pearl of the day :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6395120289627706622?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6395120289627706622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6395120289627706622' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6395120289627706622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6395120289627706622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/10/touching-skies.html' title='Touching the skies….!!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rxc0BpxH7DI/AAAAAAAAAJY/8MimxGYcIoM/s72-c/42-16073402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-663019266037011543</id><published>2007-10-06T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T07:06:25.866-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grieve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dissolve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tunnel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><title type='text'>Smile!!… you are on earth :):)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweSepxH67I/AAAAAAAAAIY/b8pfuEIoGX4/s1600-h/200556312-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118220556835482546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweSepxH67I/AAAAAAAAAIY/b8pfuEIoGX4/s320/200556312-001.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whatever happens…. Keep the smile on your face…&lt;br /&gt;Your smile will wash your soul… will give you hope and trust in tomorrow’s dark side…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With your smile.. there will be always a light at the end of the dark tunnel of life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweUV5xH69I/AAAAAAAAAIo/hmVprJfIhHA/s1600-h/200325684-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118222605534882770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweUV5xH69I/AAAAAAAAAIo/hmVprJfIhHA/s320/200325684-001.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile at the least thing… even when your heart is full of grieve and feeling pain…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile for the good to come…. The flower to blossom… the baby to be born... the love to grow…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile into the face of the devils and the demons… believe me it will dissolve their fire and melt their anger…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile at the problems you face… eventually they will be solved…. As long as we are on earth… nothing is called a problem…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweVYJxH7AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/D8Utu9Q7oGU/s1600-h/sb10062593k-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118223743701216258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="134" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweVYJxH7AI/AAAAAAAAAJA/D8Utu9Q7oGU/s320/sb10062593k-001.jpg" width="247" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smile to live… to love… to fight… to succeed… to be yourself…&lt;br /&gt;Smile to conquer silence… to beat death… to shake destiny… to threaten evil…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what I want to live… keep my smile on my face…&lt;br /&gt;Because… we are just on earth !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a smiling day :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-663019266037011543?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/663019266037011543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=663019266037011543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/663019266037011543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/663019266037011543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/10/smile-you-are-on-earth.html' title='Smile!!… you are on earth :):)'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RweSepxH67I/AAAAAAAAAIY/b8pfuEIoGX4/s72-c/200556312-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-8509176301100110502</id><published>2007-09-10T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T03:03:17.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mermaid'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breeze'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gullier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unicorn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adventure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter pan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fairy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prince'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sindbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream'/><title type='text'>Back from the Fairy Land</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RuUUqnuWK0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bhJ8iBKDrp0/s1600-h/73305031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108512074772130626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="205" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RuUUqnuWK0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bhJ8iBKDrp0/s320/73305031.jpg" width="107" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are back again... from the land of fantasies... the fairy land full of dreams... from the Summer breeze and fun... to work again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Summer was like no other Summer I've had... this Summer was full of action... new people to know... new places to go to... nice events to attend... and many things to experience....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RuUVQXuWK1I/AAAAAAAAAII/hXMg1kVRv84/s1600-h/200545101-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108512723312192338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="136" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RuUVQXuWK1I/AAAAAAAAAII/hXMg1kVRv84/s320/200545101-001.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to the fairy land of Peter Pan to meet his little fairy... I travelled through time and went to a trip with the Sindbad and shared his adventures... I even met Gulliver and helped him through his trips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RuUV3nuWK2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ZDHEghY-img/s1600-h/75043006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had my share of happiness when I met Prince Charming on his white unicorn... I had my share of sadness when I lost little beautiful Mermaid to the sea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a Summer!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-8509176301100110502?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8509176301100110502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=8509176301100110502' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8509176301100110502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8509176301100110502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-from-fairy-land.html' title='Back from the Fairy Land'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RuUUqnuWK0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/bhJ8iBKDrp0/s72-c/73305031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-132284604121802212</id><published>2007-08-30T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T03:07:16.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disease'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='truth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='critisize'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='assess'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hang'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny. God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='condemn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liberty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Judging the air...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104415397526252306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="153" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtaGwnuWKxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Uce9sEgRlYE/s320/72969361.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt; I was not in hallucinating when I said this word… “Judging the air”… I meant what I said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was truly what is happening with all of us… people just LOVE to JUDGE others… crave for it… without knowing the truth about them… just being judgmental… as if they are “gods”... who never do mistakes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtaG3nuWKyI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7NJMwNjdqeA/s1600-h/200547613-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104415517785336610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="231" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtaG3nuWKyI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7NJMwNjdqeA/s320/200547613-001.jpg" width="220" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People judge you because “simply” they cannot be you… they wish but they cannot… they try but they fail… so the simplest thing for them is to criticize and judge you… condemn you “guilty as charged”… to hang you for the smallest mistake… or for what they consider a mistake in their point of view…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They might even judge the air… judge anything that moves around them…. But they never think of taking a deep breath, check themselves and what they are doing.... or what they will be doing if they were put in the same situation as the other judged person…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtaHT3uWKzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uYr93e0dBRE/s1600-h/75904617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104416003116641074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 110px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="259" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtaHT3uWKzI/AAAAAAAAAH4/uYr93e0dBRE/s320/75904617.jpg" width="178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can say it’s a disease… disease of acting “gods” and assessing others….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we really think of it from a different view… if we just stop, take our time and then see the truth about everything… if we really care.. or just judging the air…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next blog…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-132284604121802212?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/132284604121802212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=132284604121802212' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/132284604121802212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/132284604121802212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/judging-air.html' title='Judging the air...'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtaGwnuWKxI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Uce9sEgRlYE/s72-c/72969361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-2216036993301782644</id><published>2007-08-27T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T02:12:28.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abaza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitterness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorrow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny. God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bless'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Sadness and Sorrow</title><content type='html'>I AM SAD… ANGRY and FEEL SORRY….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtKH23uWKvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/HUVgT9D7pEk/s1600-h/n600040509_1131420_6309.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtKPX3uWKwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4Bev14w65Tc/s1600-h/n600040509_1131420_6309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103298968022297346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtKPX3uWKwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4Bev14w65Tc/s320/n600040509_1131420_6309.jpg" width="219" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am sad because of unfair life… that makes us slaves to our needs… then suddenly it strikes us with pain and bitterness….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am angry because it did not make sense to me that we loose such a good person like her… she was as young as a blossoming flower… live and full of energy… smiling to the world and spreading happiness around her… I only see it unfair that good people are gone… and we only stay with the leftovers around us….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for all her family… friends… relatives… and whoever loved her light little soul… but definitely she is in better hands and in a better place than this ugly world full of lies and masks….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were a real person… with good deeds… you are and will be missed….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you rest in peace…. May God bless your soul….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-2216036993301782644?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2216036993301782644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=2216036993301782644' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2216036993301782644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2216036993301782644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/sadness-and-sorrow.html' title='Sadness and Sorrow'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RtKPX3uWKwI/AAAAAAAAAHg/4Bev14w65Tc/s72-c/n600040509_1131420_6309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6707326092792194346</id><published>2007-08-19T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T04:28:23.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW....!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgmI3uWKoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NtcH-0lMAXI/s1600-h/75547782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100368511836236418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" height="256" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgmI3uWKoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NtcH-0lMAXI/s320/75547782.jpg" width="188" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thought of just sharing my thoughts about this subject… and WOW you as I was WOWed last weekend….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from North Coast near Alexandria… I was invited for EMAAR event Sidi Abdel Rahman, their project is called MARASSI…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were launching the beach and the compound… and they invited 12,000 invitees (top notch… crème de la crème in Egypt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me describe the event for you, so you can imagine, or at least have the imaginary vision of how it was… and would love to read your comments later… I will not put my feedback.. I will just wait for yours….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the location of the event, and we went to a huge parking area, where you cannot see the place from cars… the smallest or least car brand we were seeing was a BMW model 2006… which was considered OLD car compared to the unbelievable number and brands of cars parking in the parking slot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgnPnuWKpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IWtBK8-14nE/s1600-h/74375763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100369727311981202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="177" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgnPnuWKpI/AAAAAAAAAGo/IWtBK8-14nE/s320/74375763.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked our cars somewhere far from the main gate, then we went on foot (a 5 minutes walking distance)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two main entrances, one for home owners there and one for guests… we entered from the guests main gate… as soon as you enter from the gate, you are faced with a smooth tiles passage surrounding rich green landscapes and fountains, moving around the landscape in a serpent-like style… a golf cart takes you all through the passage and drops you off in front of a huge wooden gate that leads to the main lounge and changing area on one side, and to the beach on the other side…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took our things and crossed the gate… two ladies and one man were distributing a give-away bag (high quality cloth bag) with Marassi logo on it in navy blue….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we entered to the beach… the moment we entered we felt like we are not in Egypt anymore… wooden stages on the right and left… on top of them lucrative seating areas in white square and rectangular shape couches and sofas… with glass and dark brown wooden tables in the middle of each seating setup…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgngHuWKqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8NlnMdmB6b4/s1600-h/75547764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100370010779822754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="209" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgngHuWKqI/AAAAAAAAAGw/8NlnMdmB6b4/s320/75547764.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the back end of each stage… there is a bar that offers any kind of drink that you can ever imagine… starting from water and upwards till you reach Champaign and Baileys… in addition to food buffets continuously replenished with the best and most expensive food ever… just to name some of the food items… including - but not limited to – Caviar, Smoked Salmon, fish, pasta and ravioli stations, shrimps and calamari stations…etc… in addition to high end pastry serving Maracon and Marron Glassee all the time with pass-around trays with white glove butters service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway… we passed this part and continued to reach the sand part of the beach (before that it was wooden stages and smooth black tiles)… the moment you put your foot into the sand you are faced with a huge square bar (again) that serves drinks… and beside it there is a spot that distributes branded towels of Marassi… with different colors, varying from red, pink, orange, green apple, navy blue, dark blue and more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgnwHuWKrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnPk6NO_PlQ/s1600-h/75547777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100370285657729714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="235" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgnwHuWKrI/AAAAAAAAAG4/KnPk6NO_PlQ/s320/75547777.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took our towels and we walked towards the left… We passed in front of another couches seating area on the left and beside it there was a huge fully equipped and lit stage, with all kind of sound and entertainment effects… on top of the stage there was an impressive Brazilian show of 6 women dancing in glittering swimsuits and wearing feather on top of their heads…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you the music was really amazing, the show was impressive… not only this one…but all the shows that took place in that day… there was about nine shows all through the day… some are Middle Eastern singers and some are International…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the stage area at our left and reached the beach itself…. So crowded with people… again I want to comment on this one… the crowd was really a quality crowd… you can see people (especially women) as if there are coming out of VOGUE or ELLE magazines… all dressed in a fashionable stylish swimsuits… make up… jewelry (including diamonds, and may be some precious stones that we never heard of as they are rare to find)… the Gucci and Louis Viton bags are all over the beach… the Dolce and Gabana swim pack is there… Christian Dior and Chanel fragrance is all over… everybody is shining like diamonds… glittering like gold in style… no tacky or excess look there… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgojXuWKuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/83m-yX9YRtY/s1600-h/74957464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100371166126025442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="272" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgojXuWKuI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/83m-yX9YRtY/s320/74957464.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and everybody is having fun.. either eating… drinking… watching the show… or just enjoy swimming in the pure light blue and turquoise color water with white soft sand sinking under their stepping feet….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the way to the left on a high ramp (like a small hill) were our friends (who were home owners) were sitting there… The view from the top is really relaxing… watching people dancing on the beach… some swimming… and looking at the horizon and with its dark blue line highlighting the sky and framing the view in a beautiful square… complemented with summer breeze coming from north wind…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seating up in the hill was different… it was like big bean bags… when you sit on them you sink in a comfortable way that takes the body shape and holds it for you… &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgoNXuWKtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BL_imVlY83E/s1600-h/73471143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100370788168903378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="265" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgoNXuWKtI/AAAAAAAAAHI/BL_imVlY83E/s320/73471143.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The seating was under the shades of an off-white tent… covering many seating areas (about 4 or 6 seating areas beside each others, each one is in 6 bean bags, two tables in the middle, and 4 small beach chairs branded as Marassi)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left of things there and went back to the stage and buffet area, where we had our rich lunch and drinks.. we went back and upwards to the hill and took some nice photos with the horizon and sea view, then went for a swim… I can tell you the sea was really calm… waiting to embrace us within its gentle waves….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you we really enjoyed our time… the ambiance… the mood… the music… the dance.. the crowd… the food… the drinks… everything was amazing….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rsgn-HuWKsI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Gv_5thnWH1k/s1600-h/200554261-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100370526175898306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" height="159" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rsgn-HuWKsI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Gv_5thnWH1k/s320/200554261-001.jpg" width="195" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually told you that I will not put my comments… but I really could not hold them back… as it was really an amazing event… EMAAR set a different standard for an event… they went very far to please everybody and to do an event that will be the talk of town for almost ONE year… if not more….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really a LIFETIME event… that happens once only… the perfection level they reached in this event was really impressive… I really cannot find words to describe what I’ve experienced there… but all I can say… that everybody was WOWed… not only me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish you were all there…. Until the next post… CHEERS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6707326092792194346?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6707326092792194346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6707326092792194346' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6707326092792194346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6707326092792194346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/wow.html' title='WOW....!!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsgmI3uWKoI/AAAAAAAAAGg/NtcH-0lMAXI/s72-c/75547782.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-415178452512664661</id><published>2007-08-15T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T03:00:01.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sailing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunglasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='burn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='patel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Blossoming Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLOKH19GLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8BDfnVE8Xc0/s1600-h/NBE_010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098864401436186802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px" height="152" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLOKH19GLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8BDfnVE8Xc0/s320/NBE_010.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like a flower blossoming in the desert... shining under the burning sun with its striking colour... inspiring wind to gently blow and cool the rough surrounding... touching its smooth Patel's... giving it what it needs from air breeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do Love... it simply gives life - with all its rough dark edges - a different dimension... that inspires the world around it... bringing all the good meanings to life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLNfX19GJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6O04_hRjahs/s1600-h/200559966-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098863666996779154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="284" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLNfX19GJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/6O04_hRjahs/s320/200559966-001.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love is like a sailing boat... it works by its "winds"... and to the place it is meant to be... but it also docks at the place it was requested to dock at... It is up to us "people" to decide where we want it to dock and how, and why... We are the ones to decide what we need to do with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we want to keep the sailing boat at the dock...!!! do we want to sail without stopping..!!!! do we want to nurture it with our emotions and passion... so it grows more and more and shine more and more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLN9X19GKI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xv67XKik_UA/s1600-h/74923872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098864182392854690" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" height="168" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLN9X19GKI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xv67XKik_UA/s320/74923872.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or we should just leave nature play its role... whether to shine it or to burn it....!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of what you need to do with this precious meaning of life...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers under the burning sun...!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-415178452512664661?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/415178452512664661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=415178452512664661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/415178452512664661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/415178452512664661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/blossoming-love.html' title='Blossoming Love'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsLOKH19GLI/AAAAAAAAAGY/8BDfnVE8Xc0/s72-c/NBE_010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-8284124758348565850</id><published>2007-08-14T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T01:26:43.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever... I will accept !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsFmVn19GHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z8KHvAd1Tlk/s1600-h/200423871-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098468774818682994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="245" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsFmVn19GHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z8KHvAd1Tlk/s320/200423871-001.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whatever happens... I will accept it... mainly because it was meant to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whichever comes into my life... good or bad... I will embrace it... and I will take it as it will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not mean that I will not fight to get what I want... or do my part and share of life bargain... it &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; means that I will accept reality... with its harshness and bitterness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accepting is part of life... if you want to live in this world... you just need to accept it as it is... try to change the world is a very good attempt of survival in principals and values... but accepting is the utmost flexibility and adaptability to life changes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsFl6X19GGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4eVZtVjCVbc/s1600-h/200554459-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098468306667247714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="262" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsFl6X19GGI/AAAAAAAAAFw/4eVZtVjCVbc/s320/200554459-001.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is a saying that best describes it: "The reasonable person is the one who adapts to the world... the unreasonable is the one who tries to change the world... but progress is credited to Unreasonable people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we should change the world around us... if we have the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;GUTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do that... but sometimes you just need to accept reality... at the end of the day what happens to us is a mirror reflection of our actions in life...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a wonderful "changing the World" day !!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-8284124758348565850?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8284124758348565850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=8284124758348565850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8284124758348565850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8284124758348565850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/whatever-i-will-accept.html' title='Whatever... I will accept !!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsFmVn19GHI/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z8KHvAd1Tlk/s72-c/200423871-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-7204952381324404141</id><published>2007-08-13T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T12:27:06.681-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='result'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='final destination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny. God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='responsible'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='actions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><title type='text'>Knitting destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsCwJX19GEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/am23tvzsu4A/s1600-h/200339693-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098268453249030210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsCwJX19GEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/am23tvzsu4A/s320/200339693-001.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You will wonder what the title does mean!!! and you will think it is a typing mistake... but I really mean it... "Knitting Destiny"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We usually say this sentence "it is our fate.. it is our destiny... it is meant to be... it is out of our hand... destiny decided for us"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think it is the truth??? does destiny mean anything except a hanger of our actual knitting???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the ones who decide what will happen for us after... we knit for it... we take the steps that lead to the direction and final destination we reach... &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsCvZn19GDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5EbLSJ939YY/s1600-h/200394080-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098267632910276658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="269" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsCvZn19GDI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5EbLSJ939YY/s320/200394080-001.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We describe destiny as something out of our hands... and sometimes refer it as God's will... but again... we were given the brain and the decision to choose things.. to act upon... to take the steps that lead to results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Destiny exists in our mind... we use it when we need... but it is us who take the steps.. it is us who knit it... knit the world around us... and reach what is - in fact - the consequences of our actions...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some philosophical words that I simply write to remind myself and you that we are the ones who are responsible for what we get in life.... we cannot use the "destiny" hanger to describe it... and we need to accept such a responsibility...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just being realistic :):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a wonderful day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7204952381324404141?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7204952381324404141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=7204952381324404141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7204952381324404141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7204952381324404141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/knitting-destiny.html' title='Knitting destiny'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RsCwJX19GEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/am23tvzsu4A/s72-c/200339693-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-4985871833236995783</id><published>2007-08-07T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T16:18:52.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ocean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soulmate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='absolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='think'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Blessings in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096100366642911218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="155" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rrj8SH19F_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/PvQPYUScD8Q/s320/75402871.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;I am blessed... blessed to have you here... in this special day... at this precious moment... blessed because of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessed with your care, tenderness and kindness... Blessed I have you in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are like the expensive pure diamond... rare to find and very precious to keep...&lt;br /&gt;Your words to me today made me feel I am a queen... queen of the world in your eyes... talking about how precious I am in the world... and how I have to stay precious to myself and to other people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I see care and love in your eyes... sometimes i hear you shivering from sincere emotions... sometimes you are not brave enough to express what you hide inside you... but I know it all... I know what you are hiding from me.... I know that friendship is most likely to be... but at the end of the day... we cannot deny the truth... or else we are going to loose...&lt;br /&gt;Loose ourselves in the ocean ... or even to the sky... loose our soul and heart... or just wait for an absolution forever... that will save our soul from vanishing within the ocean waves and the sky scales...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rrj9Nn19GBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PMMOOLAZQ6U/s1600-h/74859204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096101388845127698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" height="266" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rrj9Nn19GBI/AAAAAAAAAFI/PMMOOLAZQ6U/s320/74859204.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You were a wish and a will... that found its way to what it needs... you were a wishful thinking... you are a kind soul and a strong light heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave life a different meaning and a sweet flavour... that I was craving for... and now after I tasted this flavour... I am addicted to it... I do not think you will be out off my life soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are there for me now... and you will be here for me always... I want you in my life and want to be in yours... lets keep our souls close... till the end of the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my best soul mate ever.... mine forever...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-4985871833236995783?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4985871833236995783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=4985871833236995783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4985871833236995783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4985871833236995783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/blessings-in-world.html' title='Blessings in the world'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rrj8SH19F_I/AAAAAAAAAE4/PvQPYUScD8Q/s72-c/75402871.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-3771105470616659415</id><published>2007-08-06T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T23:43:10.668-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contribution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thank'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='destiny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black whole'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='evil'/><title type='text'>A Message from the Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgSmH19F8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AnpTCKs3fY/s1600-h/75402857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843424519395266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px" height="187" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgSmH19F8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AnpTCKs3fY/s320/75402857.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THANK YOU... for everything you've done to me... all of you.. you've been soo good to me...&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my time to the bones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what!!! I really valued the time I spent with you... valued the moments we had together... I mean all the fun... loads of it...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am in high energy, but again... it was you who made my weekend... I was really happy... and sad in the same time... happy because you are here... and sad because you were not with me all the time (spending quality time with each others)... and you will be gone in a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a love-hate relationship between us... I was amazed with your care in&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgTAX19F9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/RiR7QMs1-Bw/s1600-h/200344595-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095843875490961362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="227" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgTAX19F9I/AAAAAAAAAEo/RiR7QMs1-Bw/s320/200344595-001.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the beginning and was furious about your careless towards the end... Yes I did my share of mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;I annoyed you... but you really pushed the wrong button... and pulled the trigger towards my brain... the only thing you cannot fool.&lt;br /&gt;So you went with me into the black hole... where I can manage to be evil enough to get my revenge back...&lt;br /&gt;You were sometimes mean to me... may be with no intention to be so... but it was your "habit" that I cannot tolerate and I will not be able to change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not and will never ask you to change... I will accept you the way you are... as I like you as you are... and if you change for me... you will be no use to me... it is you like you are that I like the most...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am demanding most of the time... but as I take you as a package... you need to accept me as I am... I appreciate your patience and passion... your romance... and i am sorry if I made it hard for you... but I really have some values and beliefs that I cannot compromise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgTZn19F-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bOizK4nXzf8/s1600-h/200311683-006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095844309282658274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgTZn19F-I/AAAAAAAAAEw/bOizK4nXzf8/s320/200311683-006.jpg" width="141" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You just need to live with them anyway if you want me in your life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way I am my dear.. and I am like everyone else... a full package with its pros and cons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my side... I take you as a package...with your pros and cons... the good and bad side... or simply if this package does not suit you... then you have a whole world around you to choose from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am who I am... and will stay who I am... will change only in one stage... and only whenever I feel I want to do so... for what best suits me...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.. you can always have a contribution in this change... in a way or another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for everything and I thank fate and destiny that made me know you and see you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the love in the world... I call your name...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-3771105470616659415?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3771105470616659415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=3771105470616659415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3771105470616659415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3771105470616659415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/08/message-from-teh-sea.html' title='A Message from the Sea'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RrgSmH19F8I/AAAAAAAAAEg/-AnpTCKs3fY/s72-c/75402857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-3427890283209009014</id><published>2007-07-31T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T12:20:32.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beautiful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='character'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smooth'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peacock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetheart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soft'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silk'/><title type='text'>Pride and madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093439372410034098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="152" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rq-IH319F7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/99pdpRDKjvQ/s320/eclipse-composite-small.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;Pride... Pride.... Pride... I always think of this word and try to analyze it as much as I can... Sometimes it leads to madness.... when you are picky in everything... when you think through your pride... when you are too full of yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you think you own the world... and whatever you say is approved and liked by everybody around you... as if the whole world is revolving around you... or as if you are the center of universe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pride will kill you... but before it kills you... it will lead you to madness... you seemed to me like a beautiful coloured peacock.... looking very good.... but the inside is very rough.... no meat to eat... hehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was talking to the devil.... with his favourite "vanity" sin.... with his rough voice and bitter talk... with his bloody eyes full of hate and revenge...from kindness and beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel you like silk... soft and smooth... sometimes I feel you like rock and fire... rough and burning... you confuse me with what you say.. think and act....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many contradictions in your character...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sooo near... and suddenly... you are soooo far....&lt;br /&gt;You are sooo sweet... and in a bit... you are bitter....&lt;br /&gt;You have the angel's kindness and the devil's vanity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know WHO REALLY YOU ARE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-3427890283209009014?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/3427890283209009014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=3427890283209009014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3427890283209009014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/3427890283209009014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/07/pride-and-madness.html' title='Pride and madness'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rq-IH319F7I/AAAAAAAAAEY/99pdpRDKjvQ/s72-c/eclipse-composite-small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-8672932005040243796</id><published>2007-07-29T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T09:07:09.840-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sunglasses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='missing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='look'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kiss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><title type='text'>Missing you !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rqy4mX19F5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/H66OUXuBn5M/s1600-h/73532508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648248024045458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="171" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rqy4mX19F5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/H66OUXuBn5M/s320/73532508.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I would have never thought in my life that I would have this feeling... just missing you beside me... I kept on thinking about you all the day, in everything I was doing all day long I've been thinking about you... I've been thinking of the short moments we had together, and the remarkable memory you left with me... My souvenir of life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss every single moment we had together, every word, every move, every touch, every smile...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rqy4zn19F6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l-O2tHDVVLY/s1600-h/200557272-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092648475657312162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px" height="287" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rqy4zn19F6I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/l-O2tHDVVLY/s320/200557272-001.jpg" width="148" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your smiling eyes, hiding behind your sunglasses... miss your touch... calling my hands to embrace them between your hands...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your fragrance.. your breath around me... your skin onto my skin...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today.. it was the memories day... just imagining you here beside me... counting the minutes till I meet you again... to take me between your arms... to feel your heart beats...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your driving... your sarcasm... your way of talking... your looks to me... that you always steal from behind your sunglasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the words of the world do not have enough meanings to describe what I feel now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I can say is that...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I JUST MISS YOU...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-8672932005040243796?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8672932005040243796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=8672932005040243796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8672932005040243796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8672932005040243796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/07/missing-you.html' title='Missing you !!!'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rqy4mX19F5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/H66OUXuBn5M/s72-c/73532508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-7296973464874632270</id><published>2007-07-23T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T09:15:02.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rivers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Understanding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='problem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flow'/><title type='text'>Between You and Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RqSpcn19F3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/_djYqs7k42I/s1600-h/110_Bear%2520River%2520Lodge%2520Main%2520photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090379788032218994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="131" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RqSpcn19F3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/_djYqs7k42I/s320/110_Bear%2520River%2520Lodge%2520Main%2520photo.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rivers of understanding are there... just between you and me... and they are like other rivers, they have pure crystal water that reflect us... with a warm slight &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alternation&lt;/span&gt; coming from the natural motion of the river flow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are faced with big stones within the river... but at the end, we find a way around it and we continue with the flow... Big stones take effort to remove, and more effort to live with or forget them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end... it is us who decide what to do.. whether to remove the stone, or just to turn around it... or simply give it our back and just "flow" into our direction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RqSqUn19F4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iznq5lMF9Dk/s1600-h/river.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090380750104893314" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RqSqUn19F4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iznq5lMF9Dk/s320/river.gif" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets flow without stopping... let us find our way with no stones... and with willingness to overcome them with our strong combined effort....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day... there were, there is and there will be always stones in the middle of the river flow....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7296973464874632270?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7296973464874632270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=7296973464874632270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7296973464874632270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7296973464874632270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/07/between-you-and-me.html' title='Between You and Me'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RqSpcn19F3I/AAAAAAAAAD4/_djYqs7k42I/s72-c/110_Bear%2520River%2520Lodge%2520Main%2520photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-8326926235607958156</id><published>2007-07-14T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T09:04:55.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='forgive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweetheart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='land'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Just Landed Sweetheart</title><content type='html'>Nice sentence... taken from a nice person.... Just Landed Sweetheart...&lt;br /&gt;Landed from eternal heaven to give eternal living to my mind... my soul... and may be my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind keeps on thinking... what made this person land into my life and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of me specifically in this time... my soul feels this person... and my heart beats in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rhythm&lt;/span&gt;... that never existed before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Amazing how such a person made me think of other perspectives of life, and change my way of thinking... or at least alter it to a more positive direction... towards a smoother and lighter spirit that my soul was leveraged to... to musical instruments playing on my heart beats that made me feel the sweetness of life (with its bitter part all together)... with the word "Sweetheart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Landed like angels from heaven... to spread kindness... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt; and love... all over....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-8326926235607958156?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/8326926235607958156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=8326926235607958156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8326926235607958156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/8326926235607958156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-landed-sweetheart.html' title='Just Landed Sweetheart'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-2207298220364825884</id><published>2007-07-08T05:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T06:01:49.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting what you want and wanting what you have</title><content type='html'>- The real challenge in life is not getting what you want... but continuing to want what you have..&lt;br /&gt;- By acting in harmony with your soul's desire; and not just the desires of your mind, heart and senses; you will be prepared for both inner and outer successes.&lt;br /&gt;- Understand the secrets of creating outer success without having to give up being true to yourself and you will begin to get everything you want in the outer world.&lt;br /&gt;- Outer success is only teh cause of unhappiness when we make it our primary focus and neglect being true to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;- Money can be a blessing from heaven or a ticket to hell.&lt;br /&gt;- When you hold on to blame you forfeit the power to change your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-2207298220364825884?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2207298220364825884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=2207298220364825884' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2207298220364825884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2207298220364825884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/07/getting-what-you-want-and-wanting-what.html' title='Getting what you want and wanting what you have'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-2523584553764573697</id><published>2007-07-01T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T14:11:40.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sensitive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='appreciate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='size'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hands'/><title type='text'>Size of Life</title><content type='html'>The following is not something that I wrote... but I was touched when I read it... so decided to publish it here... My friend (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Memoo&lt;/span&gt; Sam) wrote it, and I thank him for sending it to me... I appreciated it and decided to spread it through my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi…, do u know that people are sizes …, brain .., feet .., hands…, etc…, some are alike but never the same …, so don't try to find the perfect size …, only imagine there are some .. &amp;amp; be aware &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; the more u find it MUCH matching .., the more it's fake…!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-2523584553764573697?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2523584553764573697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=2523584553764573697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2523584553764573697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2523584553764573697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/07/siza-of-life.html' title='Size of Life'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-7649825822326709753</id><published>2007-06-26T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T04:16:04.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes to cheer you up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080329501426086482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RoD0w8pwclI/AAAAAAAAADg/PmrPTmeWjTo/s320/Twitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RoD0-MpwcmI/AAAAAAAAADo/us9TD5YDGNI/s1600-h/Twitty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080329729059353186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RoD0-MpwcmI/AAAAAAAAADo/us9TD5YDGNI/s320/Twitty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080327925173088834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="254" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RoDzVMpwckI/AAAAAAAAADY/VdaZ6bf6UJo/s320/Twitty3.jpg" width="390" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080329995347325554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RoD1NspwcnI/AAAAAAAAADw/1TJ6_f8d7cQ/s320/Twitty4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7649825822326709753?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7649825822326709753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=7649825822326709753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7649825822326709753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7649825822326709753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/06/quotes-to-cheer-you-up.html' title='Quotes to cheer you up'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RoD0w8pwclI/AAAAAAAAADg/PmrPTmeWjTo/s72-c/Twitty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-2786586547277365934</id><published>2007-06-20T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T00:50:29.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='share'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='female'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='male'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>To LOVE or not to LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The same question that Shakespeare asked before... however... this version is modernized...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Shakespeare's time, love was not a choice, it was more like a coincidence, or even luxury, that their time did not have the option in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rnk2KcpwcfI/AAAAAAAAACw/585rgOBS_I4/s1600-h/200486836-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078149607954870770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="284" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rnk2KcpwcfI/AAAAAAAAACw/585rgOBS_I4/s320/200486836-001.jpg" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a choice of life and death... you are either able to get who you love in your life, or you scarifies your life for whom you love and just live with pain... that will lead to slow torturing death....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good old days have gone... LOVE, which used to be luxury, and a wish to everyone, is no longer as valuable and as important as it used to be... it is not treated with respect or holiness as before... It became a commodity, rather than a feeling... it became a bargain, rather than a sacrifice... it is now a trend and a mean rather than a life or a goal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we have the choice to LOVE or not to LOVE... we can push the button of the emotions "remote control" and decide to love hehe... funny, isn't it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure love that we used to see is now vanishing from our life... people are getting more materialistic, and don't have the time for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question now that everyone asks is: do we really need LOVE??? does it affect us not to have it...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we really have time to go through the hassle of the LOVE battle... try to win it or conquer our opponent??? do we really have an opponent in life other than "TIME"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you something... we had the luxury of having LOVE in our modern life... we have the option to choose, and life is much easier for us to access it... however, we are now lacking "time" to love, and to give love... we are ready to receive, but never give!!! What a shame!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rnk2qspwcgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lPtGyfB5qQ8/s1600-h/200457054-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078150162005651970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="163" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rnk2qspwcgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lPtGyfB5qQ8/s320/200457054-001.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd rather look for the person who loves us than the person we love... we do not want to waste our time... we'd rather save it for any other thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not give ourselves enough "time" to stop, take a breath, and check the world around us... look for pure love... we'd rather use the word "love" as a mean to a different goal... regardless of what we really feel.... it became a commodity stored in our brain, we just use it whenever it is needed... we use it as a weapon or as a tool... depending on the situation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me... I can tell you, (and from a life, hands-on experience) that LOVE for me is a sacred holistic state of mind... when you enter in this mood you are a sacred pure person... all the good things in you comes out on the surface of your deep iceberg character....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RnotWspwchI/AAAAAAAAADA/zFmwosopwPA/s1600-h/200486833-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078421397780328978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="172" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RnotWspwchI/AAAAAAAAADA/zFmwosopwPA/s320/200486833-001.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I simply love LOVE... love this state of mind that makes you tipsy while sober... that gets your wings out to be able to fly to the seventh sky of heaven.... that makes you happy for no reason except that you want to be happy... that you see everything in its positive side regardless of the agony you are going through...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it an amazing state of mind??? that should be appreciated, respected, and offered unconditionally to the person you share this with???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for reading this... I hope I was able to cheer you up... and give you a different meaning of our modern life with "good old days" LOVE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful lovely day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-2786586547277365934?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/2786586547277365934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=2786586547277365934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2786586547277365934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/2786586547277365934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/06/to-love-or-not-to-love.html' title='To LOVE or not to LOVE'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rnk2KcpwcfI/AAAAAAAAACw/585rgOBS_I4/s72-c/200486836-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-7513055802133761880</id><published>2007-06-11T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T07:26:40.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quote'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mankind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iceberg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humanity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='behaviour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='positive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Quotes About Attitude</title><content type='html'>I decided to write this to my blog readers, especially after my experience yesterday in the Pyramids... Enjoy reading... Comments are welcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CAN DO ATTITUDE:&lt;br /&gt;* You CAN DO everything, but not all at once.&lt;br /&gt;* You CAN DO everything, if it’s important enough for you to do.&lt;br /&gt;* You CAN DO everything, but you may not be the best at everything.&lt;br /&gt;* You CAN DO everything, but there will be limitations.&lt;br /&gt;* You CAN DO everything, but you’ll need help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST QUOTES ON POSITIVE ATTITUDE:&lt;br /&gt;* A positive thought is the seed of a positive result.&lt;br /&gt;* If you don’t like something, change it.  If you can’t change it, change your attitude.  Don’t complain.&lt;br /&gt;* The most significant change in a person’s life is a change of attitude. Right attitudes produce right actions.&lt;br /&gt;* If you really want to be happy, nobody can stop you.&lt;br /&gt;* Whether a glass if half-full or half-empty, depends on the attitude of the person looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;* There is a better way for everything.  Find it.&lt;br /&gt;* A positive attitude is not a destination.  It is a way of life.&lt;br /&gt;* The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack of will.&lt;br /&gt;* The positive thinker sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;* The man with confidence in himself gains the confidence of others.&lt;br /&gt;* You will only go as far as you think you can go.&lt;br /&gt;* The biggest mistake of all is to avoid situations in which you might make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;* A positive attitude is like a magnet for positive results.&lt;br /&gt;* Our life is a reflection of our attitudes.&lt;br /&gt;* Positive attitudes create a chain reaction of positive thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;* Attitude, not aptitude, determines your altitude.&lt;br /&gt;* No man fails if he does his best.&lt;br /&gt;* Sooner or later, those who win are those who think they can.&lt;br /&gt;* A creative attitude is the fuel of progress and growth.&lt;br /&gt;* Either I will find a way, or I will make one.&lt;br /&gt;* Be the change you want to see in this world.&lt;br /&gt;* Forgive others and you will be forgiven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-7513055802133761880?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/7513055802133761880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=7513055802133761880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7513055802133761880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/7513055802133761880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/06/quotes-about-attitude.html' title='Quotes About Attitude'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-1788253252966101689</id><published>2007-06-11T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T03:01:24.181-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pyramids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egypt'/><title type='text'>Worst experience at the Giza Pyramids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rm0ctspwcdI/AAAAAAAAACg/vVPXRfIZpdU/s1600-h/Egypt-Cairo-Giza-the-Pyramids-1-BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074743926522409426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="151" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rm0ctspwcdI/AAAAAAAAACg/vVPXRfIZpdU/s320/Egypt-Cairo-Giza-the-Pyramids-1-BG.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Helloo&lt;/span&gt; All....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will wonder why I am writing such a title... but really I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; furious and angry of what happened with us in OUR COUNTRY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I felt really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;humiliated&lt;/span&gt; yesterday.. it was one of the worst experiences I have ever had... that is why I decided to write about it... so that people who faced such an attitude and experience, know that the normal Egyptian person could suffer and be treated like "shit"... excuse my french &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, me and my personal trainer (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;rehabilitator&lt;/span&gt; and personal trainer to recover from my previous accident), went to the Giza Pyramids... since there is a lot of sand there, so I can better train my leg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went there yesterday.. like normal people visiting the pyramids... just to have some sports and do exercise, then come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We parked the car, my personal trainer took the initiative, and went to but two tickets (of course Egyptian price.. 2 LE each).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the gate of the pyramids, a guy, wearing normal clothes, approached us and he asked us in ARABIC what is our nationality (of course we answered him back in Egyptian slang language that we are Egyptians).. it seemed that this was not enough for him to prove that we are EGYPTIANS... (although he was speaking Egyptian slang language, and he does not know any other language)..&lt;br /&gt;I simply answered... "if we speak Egyptian slang language.. so definitely we are Egyptians" simple and Easy... does not need any intelligence to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, another guy approached my car (again with normal clothes and no sign of him being a policeman), and he asked me of my driving license... I simply answered that I do not know him and need to have a prove that he is a policeman...&lt;br /&gt;"In such a country you can never guarantee who is who, unless there is a proof... and everyone doubts everyone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he told me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;"... since you said that... I want to check your car... meaning that he wants to scan and screen it himself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I do not mind, since this is the instructions they have.... apparently it was not the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;instrusctions&lt;/span&gt; they have... it is the guy's instructions... he did not like my face or so... so he started treating us like criminals... not only this... HE ENTERED MY CAR AND CHECKED EVERYTHING IN IT... AND NOT ONLY THIS... HE WAS TALKING IN A REALLY RUDE WAY... AND GIVING ME ORDERS TO... "SUCH AS" OPEN THIS AND DO THAT...ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the same time... I saw other cars... not having the same treatment... so it is apparently what the police officer sees, and not by rule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really felt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; offended... I am in my country and I am treated like shit... where if I only bought a foreigners ticket with 40 or 50LE... I would have been treated like a queen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how Egyptians are treated and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;humiliated&lt;/span&gt; in their country...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This assures me that whenever I need to go to a public place... I should privatize it for myself &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt;.. meaning.. that I should call the connections and friends I know there so that I get the royal treatment... or at least the normal one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth does that happen??? How do Egyptians accept to be treated as an inferior race in their own country, while foreigners who treat us badly when we go to their country, we treat them as a superior race.!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a real explanation for this... &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rm0dR8pwceI/AAAAAAAAACo/X-UV94kw8hQ/s1600-h/pyramids-Gizeh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074744549292667362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rm0dR8pwceI/AAAAAAAAACo/X-UV94kw8hQ/s320/pyramids-Gizeh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This incident makes me translate it like the following: I am going to my house... and I find that the concierge who has the house key "whom I am paying his salary", in this incident it is the "taxes I am paying" is being rude... not only this.. but he thinks he owns the keys to heaven and is controlling it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lack respect... we lack manners... we lack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;professionalism&lt;/span&gt;... and I do not think that such a caliber of people, who was in front of the Pyramids gate, is the caliber that should represent us in front of the world visitors, who are coming to visit us...&lt;br /&gt;As an Egyptian... I protest bad manners and less respect to each others... I have the right to be treated like a human being, with respect and in a descent way...&lt;br /&gt;I am not talking about myself only... I am talking about the normal local person... he had dignity before and he is now deprived from even being treated as a human being...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is not in the police officer who was by the pyramids gate only... the problem lies in the attitude in general... the way people deal with each others... the way people use their power for just controlling people, and not for applying the rules...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you... this police officer without his id... is nothing... but he is using it against people... not with them or at the service of the rules and regulation and general benefit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this what we want to have??? Is this what we want to be??? are we subliminal and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;irrespective&lt;/span&gt; to each others like that??? Does our power give us the excuse to mistreat each others????&lt;br /&gt;I do not think so.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that I can say is "Ya 7'ossara Ya Masr"... I am really sad and ashamed that we reached this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me your comments and what do you think of this... or just let me know if you faced such an incident before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-1788253252966101689?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1788253252966101689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=1788253252966101689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1788253252966101689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1788253252966101689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/06/worst-experience-at-giza-pyramids.html' title='Worst experience at the Giza Pyramids'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rm0ctspwcdI/AAAAAAAAACg/vVPXRfIZpdU/s72-c/Egypt-Cairo-Giza-the-Pyramids-1-BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6938501950113205755</id><published>2007-06-04T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T14:57:07.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spirituality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Letter to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I’ve done my part… or so I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God…&lt;br /&gt;I know it is strange to send you this message since you do have other means to communicate to you… I know really that you are there for me.. not only for me but for everyone on this planet and for every creature you have created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmQUZydQkSI/AAAAAAAAACI/KPtMCcXHKWc/s1600-h/Hurricane5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072201513599799586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="192" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmQUZydQkSI/AAAAAAAAACI/KPtMCcXHKWc/s320/Hurricane5.JPG" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not claim that I was doing all the right things you asked us to do… or all the good things you wanted us to do… but I felt you always were with me… and you are still with me in all what I am doing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I do mistakes, and I sometimes exceed my limits… but I feel you understand me and you are forgiven… JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always think of you and believe in your power.. and believe that you will help me out from my situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You helped me in my operation and my health problems… you stood beside me and made people stand beside me for that… you even gave me a lump sum gift from you.. I never thought it would come to me JJ&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel comfortable, while I was in pain… you assured me that there will be a good tomorrow… you sent me all the good people to help me, and even sent me people I never thought they will stand beside me.&lt;br /&gt;I really remember that… and will never forget that when I was in the worst time… you were there for me… you did not forget me… you did not deny me from your mercy and blessing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that you sent me people to ease away pain and to boost my moral.. you even gave me power to say yes and no… you gave me power to conquer pain, heal and stand… you gave me power to be patient and calm… to look at the positive side of everything… and to learn lessons from what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmSJkidQkTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8c0Ei_uVZYc/s1600-h/Hurricane4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072330341143843122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="184" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmSJkidQkTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/8c0Ei_uVZYc/s320/Hurricane4.JPG" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to all that… and grateful that you inspired me and gave me part of your power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to everything you made for me… and more grateful that you made some people appear in my way to help me out… even when looking for a job… you made people ask me to send them my resume, without me asking them to do so… JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for love that you kept in my heart… the passion and emotions that I express… the love that I spread all over and around me… the friends that you made me gain during this period of time… the activities that you kept me busy in for me not to feel bored… the adequate trainer who trains me to help me to come back to normal status and ride horses again JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for everything you’ve done to me… I sometimes look like I do not care in front of people, but I do not care about their opinion… because ONLY you who knows what I think and how I act… even when I do mistakes, you know that those mistakes are learning lessons… JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I think you are there for me… I know that I ask you sometimes for too much.. but you created me like that, and you know my keys and how I operate… sometimes you give me choices… and when I choose the wrong one… again you are there to support me in it… somehow with your mercy and blessing…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes act wild… arrogant… irrational… or may be ignorant… but deep inside me there is faith… faith in you… in your powers… in what you can do… and I believe you always save the best for last… JJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmSKSidQkUI/AAAAAAAAACY/Mp85syBt8oI/s1600-h/Hurricane8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072331131417825602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="193" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmSKSidQkUI/AAAAAAAAACY/Mp85syBt8oI/s320/Hurricane8.JPG" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am trying to find words to thank you but I cannot find them… I am really speechless… this letter is a confession… I have done my part and told you everything I am thinking of and I took everything off my chest ..I feel relieved that you read this and listened to me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May be you know that for a fact, but I really wanted to write it to make it as a statement.. to feel that you really know it.. and may be just writing it made me feel more confident in tomorrow and in your power…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot say more than that… I feel I burdened you with all this letter… I know you know all of it beforehand… but writing it seems to me like a reassurance for my mind that you know it…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to hearing from you soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all my love and respect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your grateful creature…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6938501950113205755?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6938501950113205755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6938501950113205755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6938501950113205755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6938501950113205755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/06/letter-to-god.html' title='Letter to God'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RmQUZydQkSI/AAAAAAAAACI/KPtMCcXHKWc/s72-c/Hurricane5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-1435571024016869481</id><published>2007-05-26T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T05:45:13.641-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><title type='text'>Alexandria... best weather during this time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Helloo all how are you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RlgqgSdQkRI/AAAAAAAAACA/jw3aPnbFbQ4/s1600-h/25052007018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068848114804232466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="165" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RlgqgSdQkRI/AAAAAAAAACA/jw3aPnbFbQ4/s320/25052007018.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you all know... I was out of job for a while, since I was recovering from my accident...:):)&lt;br /&gt;I am now trying to enjoy my time as much as I can... so thought of going to Alexandria (Actually King Marriott) for a long weekend... starting on Wednesday and ending on Sunday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rlgp1SdQkPI/AAAAAAAAABw/d9phsQIFq1U/s1600-h/25052007019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068847376069857522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 91px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" height="250" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rlgp1SdQkPI/AAAAAAAAABw/d9phsQIFq1U/s320/25052007019.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather is amazing here... I just met my friends here... and went to see the horses in the stables of King's Ranch (A very nice social and horseback riding club in King Marriott)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really had an amazing and lovely time with friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends here from different age groups... ... you will find their pictures here :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about our friendship, is that we try to find the common ground and interest between us, and we try not to put pressure on accepting each others' problems or non-common interests.. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RlgqHCdQkQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/shEix2ooAb0/s1600-h/30032007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068847681012535554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" height="214" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RlgqHCdQkQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/shEix2ooAb0/s320/30032007.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We share the related views and related activities... rather than someone pulling the other to his pole or side... which makes a perfect relation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the truth about friendship... finding the common ground... the common interest... the common activities... and work around them... This way friendship stays longer...:):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to see your comments on this one... and your point of views...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next post ...cheers and hope you have a wonderful weekend...:):)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-1435571024016869481?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/1435571024016869481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=1435571024016869481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1435571024016869481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/1435571024016869481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/05/alexandria-best-weather-during-this.html' title='Alexandria... best weather during this time'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RlgqgSdQkRI/AAAAAAAAACA/jw3aPnbFbQ4/s72-c/25052007018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6060128476177220671</id><published>2007-05-19T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T05:42:23.596-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='healing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>My horse and my dog</title><content type='html'>Hello.. it's been a long time since I posted anything new in my blog... actually it was the time where I had my freedom back... everything is ok now.. the doctor said I am fine and I can do horseback riding again .... yeppyyyyy.... :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rk89ESdQkOI/AAAAAAAAABo/u8fonm0FJYQ/s1600-h/n590760305_119351_9125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066335249698427106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rk89ESdQkOI/AAAAAAAAABo/u8fonm0FJYQ/s320/n590760305_119351_9125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I sound crazy but it really was something I was looking for for a long time... now I go to the gym every other day... I still do not ride... I believe it will come in a while :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the main subject stated in the title...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a horrible week for me... my horse got colic and he was about to die... the doctor gave him the necessary treatment and he is fine at the moment... I had to stay one whole night with him in the club.. Poor Jappeloup (this is his name by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I my poor jessy was colic as well, and was vomiting .... again... it seems it is something in the air, or because of the seasons change. She is again fine at the moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what???? having pets and living with them is such a bless... they give you the passion, they are faithful, funny, playful, and the best thing by far is that they do not talk... they are just quiet, they live a simple life, they worry about nothing, and they please our souls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you... I am now in Retro cafe, using my friend's computer (Theodora)... she is a funny girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely post a piece about her... she came into my life by coincidence and I think she is a lovely person.... I have a lot to say about her... will read it in my next posted piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya next post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6060128476177220671?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6060128476177220671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6060128476177220671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6060128476177220671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6060128476177220671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-horse-and-my-dog.html' title='My horse and my dog'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rk89ESdQkOI/AAAAAAAAABo/u8fonm0FJYQ/s72-c/n590760305_119351_9125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6894106041316586617</id><published>2007-02-10T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:38:51.310-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='training'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pets'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>New photos for my dear female dog Jessy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2CBfd1GSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nygVm3P_cLo/s1600-h/DSC00917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029819320980805922" style="WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="248" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2CBfd1GSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nygVm3P_cLo/s320/DSC00917.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2Cd_d1GTI/AAAAAAAAABE/xpjwjvZIhjY/s1600-h/DSC00918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029819810607077682" style="CURSOR: hand" height="190" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2Cd_d1GTI/AAAAAAAAABE/xpjwjvZIhjY/s320/DSC00918.jpg" width="257" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2C5vd1GUI/AAAAAAAAABM/rkRqq9VKRaI/s1600-h/DSC00916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029820287348447554" style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="302" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2C5vd1GUI/AAAAAAAAABM/rkRqq9VKRaI/s320/DSC00916.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2Bffd1GRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XAmVhESH69c/s1600-h/DSC00915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029818736865253650" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" height="281" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2Bffd1GRI/AAAAAAAAAA0/XAmVhESH69c/s320/DSC00915.jpg" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6894106041316586617?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6894106041316586617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6894106041316586617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6894106041316586617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6894106041316586617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-photos-for-my-dear-female-dog-jessy.html' title='New photos for my dear female dog Jessy'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/Rc2CBfd1GSI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nygVm3P_cLo/s72-c/DSC00917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-4532612426516871861</id><published>2007-02-07T03:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T10:23:19.863-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'>Valentine's day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is amazing what love can do to people's life... especially when it is complemented with faith and confidence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RcoY2CuBDvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uRJNA1YK6w0/s1600-h/image5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028859250634460914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="154" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RcoY2CuBDvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uRJNA1YK6w0/s320/image5.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can see that in my sister and her husband (newly married just last 19th of January)..&lt;br /&gt;Everything changed in them.. or at least in my sister.. sharp looks became relaxed... no harsh behaviour.. life is rosy in their eyes. :):)&lt;br /&gt;Is it a state of mind or soul??? Is it a new life to begin??? is it a temporary status that disappears by time???.. I think it is all together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February is the month of love... with Valentine's day on its 14th, and celebrations are everywhere in Cairo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 years ago, Valentine's day was not a big deal... but since then.. all the country started to introduce Valentine's day in all its activities "like new year, Christmas, Sham El Nessim and Ramadan" it became a very important day to people.. where they started to go out in couples and celebrate this love day somewhere.. either in a hotel or a restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RcoV5CuBDsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/edike1-HyM4/s1600-h/Cake_Top_by_ntora[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028856003639185090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="212" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RcoV5CuBDsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/edike1-HyM4/s320/Cake_Top_by_ntora%5B1%5D.jpg" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me.. I will celebrate this day with my female dog Jessy hehehe... she is the only one that is faithful "by nature" and I have confidence in her.. most probably will bring some bones to chew.. and may be some crackers, and will watch the TV..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it happens for any reason and I will go out, you will definitely hear from me.. telling you what I did exactly in that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am offering my toast to all lovers in Egypt.. celebrate this day to the bones... you will never have a better chance to celebrate your emotions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will leave you now to watch TV.. until the next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-4532612426516871861?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/4532612426516871861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=4532612426516871861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4532612426516871861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/4532612426516871861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s day..'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2XQg9QQplaU/RcoY2CuBDvI/AAAAAAAAAAo/uRJNA1YK6w0/s72-c/image5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-734406085410373027</id><published>2007-02-06T06:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T07:47:44.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results'/><title type='text'>Final results</title><content type='html'>At last, and after a very long 6 months of doing nothing but watching TV, the doctor was merciful enough to tell me that I am OK, and that I can walk with no crutches.. of course I still do not have the guts to do that, but at least I know that I can do it...:):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am free to do many things.. I was imprisoned in my body, or in fact, in my leg hehe...&lt;br /&gt;now I can walk on my prison and build a castle... or may be a fortress... depends on what I will do next in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hard lesson to take... however.. it gave me more confidence... and made me appreciate many things.. even the tiny ones that we take fore granted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now appreciate health, life quality and, above all that "time"... but in a different meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hear that time is very important, we should not waste time, we should be multi-skilled to do many things in the same time, we should worry about the big picture rather than details... &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In fact I say the opposite now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... time can be a healer, can give you more space to think, can give you enough of it to relax, and above all that, can give you confidence in tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time.. the factor that we cannot stop no matter what happens, does not work against us, in the opposite, it works with us if we use it the right way.. of course wasting time is no good... but also rushing things and running will make our hearts stop.. and damage our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned that I should give everything its time... and forget time miserliness... we will never be able to save some time aside, we will always be able to consume and spend time.. so at least we should spend it in a balanced way.. some time to be spent at work.. some time to be spent in leisure and fun, and some time for our soul...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lesson is well absorbed now... I really should work on my life in a way that make me apply the learned lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am happy and I am trying to enjoy this happy moment (again back to time)... so I will take my time to enjoy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will leave you now and will continue later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy reading and please give me your comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-734406085410373027?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/734406085410373027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=734406085410373027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/734406085410373027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/734406085410373027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/02/final-results_06.html' title='Final results'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6178764588036940868</id><published>2007-02-04T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T14:42:54.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waiting'/><title type='text'>Waiting forever</title><content type='html'>Imagine yourself waiting forever.. waiting for the result of an exam.. or a project you have presented to your boss.. or even an application for masters.. imagine the way you think and the anxiousness you are in when you wait for the result..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what... I am in this mode since the past 6 months.. just checking every month what will be the result of my x-rays... as I told you before, I broke my leg and I am waiting for the healing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it is taking much longer than I expected, it seems to me that I needed this long vacation.. It's been a long time since I had such a long vacation... for the past 11 years I was working like a dog.. may be the dog was taking a rest, but me .. "no way"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This "must have" vacation made me think and re-think of my rythem of life. I was too fast to enjoy life.. and I am now re-considering my way of living and thinking of changing it.. or in other words, reshaping it to a better shape, rather than the too much work I used to exhaust myself in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still on crutches and I am going tomorrow to the doctor.. when I talked to my sister I told her that it may be one of three answers: either I will be on one crutch rather than 2, or I will stay on both crutches for sometime, or will have to have a fourth operation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will see what the doctor will have to say and then inform you tomorrow of all the happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, it is too late, and I am sleepy.. I will go to sleep now.. good night....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6178764588036940868?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6178764588036940868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6178764588036940868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6178764588036940868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6178764588036940868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/02/waiting-forever.html' title='Waiting forever'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4352451126130268346.post-6314285354121481498</id><published>2007-01-08T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T13:21:52.719-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Old'/><title type='text'>Going on 31</title><content type='html'>Born in December, I was really surprized when I reached my birthday. It suddenly shoked me that I reached this age and suddenly, the reality hit me... 31 is not a bad number though, however, when you think of it as just a number, not an age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the year 30 was not the best year in my life, I had a terrible accident, broke my leg, and had three operations so far... I hope 31 comes with good news rather than more operations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now relaxing and enjoying the "must have" vacation that I am in because of the accident and I am trying as much as I can to explore ideas to make me busy, such as doing crochet, chating on msn, sending nice emails to my friends and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to the doctor tomorrow and hear what he has to say for my progression... I will definitely write about it tomorrow as soon as I know any news (either good or bad).. writing is like a therapy to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel more comfortable writing things and just thowing them in the air hehe... "this is a metaphoric expression" I am sending them out in the internet so that everyone can read it...&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will receive some comments or ideas of how to spend my time at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tomorrow... :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4352451126130268346-6314285354121481498?l=remidiary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/feeds/6314285354121481498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4352451126130268346&amp;postID=6314285354121481498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6314285354121481498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4352451126130268346/posts/default/6314285354121481498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remidiary.blogspot.com/2007/01/going-on-31.html' title='Going on 31'/><author><name>Riham Reda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02416625722361528831</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='12' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6e2E3JbUnuw/TxVPAztli6I/AAAAAAAAAhc/puWv_8Q5s4E/s220/DSC01633.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
