TweetIf there’s one regret I have in this entire trip, it’s not being able to walk the last 10 steps of the hike! I was really looking forward to that feeling: “The Accomplishment”. Feeling that I did it, I finished the whole hike. All the pain, agony and trouble finally finished and done, what’s left [...]
TweetI got up very early from bed, even before 5 am, there was a lot of commotion outside and people talking, laughing and shouting. Once out, I saw over 30 people (some in shorts and tank tops, majority in very light clothing) warming up and stretching. As I was told by Eric & Julian from [...]
Tweet“Oh Sh*t, get up” I thought as vision returned, Belal, Maha & Dr. Ramzi faces slowly coming into focus as if fading in from a whole white screen. “Get up, get up get up” urged my inner voice as I tried to get up mumbling I’m OK while they insisted that I keep laying down. [...]
TweetDAY 8 still: Through paper thin walls you could hear the hushed conversations in the late night three rooms down in each side. In the most distant room, Belal is reading Quran. Although I can’t make which Soura it is, but the mere lilt of tajweed soothes my soul and calms my nerves. I haven’t heard Quran [...]
TweetI woke up around 5 am, it was still dark outside, cold, and the warmth of the sleeping was way too enticing to let go of. Other than a distant rooster, and the snoring of a close by tired trekker, there wasn’t a sound to be heard. I felt that my breathing is too loud [...]
TweetI woke up early, or I should just say, I got bored laying in the bed sleepless too early. Maha - my room mate – was still in bed sleeping peacefully, so I didn’t think packing would be a good idea. Had a quick shower, prayed on the balcony, and as the dawn cracked, a magnificent view started [...]
TweetDo you just go on being so “selfish” in fulfilling something that you know is right, but does not seem to be in anybody’s interest? Or you ignore all the needs and wants that are stirring inside of you for the sake of being what you’re expected to be for other’s sake? But isn’t being [...]
I think that people are critical. The root cause of the depressed society is the critical society itself. We love to criticize, we love to tell you why you’re wrong (it doesn’t mean we’re right, or we even know what right is) but we sure know what is wrong, and it is what you do or what you say. We started thinking that we will be attacked for what we think, let alone what we say or do, so we decide to keep it in.