Tag Archives: Personal Feelings

Day 14: Pokhara to Kathmandu – The Day of Ambulance Ride

Your ads will be inserted here byEasy Plugin for AdSense.Please go to the plugin admin page toPaste your ad code OR Suppress this ad slot. I woke up with engorged eyes, buffed knee, and a horrible feeling in my gut. Belal had already advised me that I shouldn’t tell them back home (namely mom and Khaled) about my knee, when I called mom this morning to say hello, she kept asking about who fell because she could “sense” something was wrong! Mom is spooky that…

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Day 13: Jhinu to Pokhara The Day of the Injured Knee, Mule Ride, & Pre-Historic Jeep

Your ads will be inserted here byEasy Plugin for AdSense.Please go to the plugin admin page toPaste your ad code OR Suppress this ad slot. If 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 is the afterglow and the…

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Day 11: ABC to Senwa- the day of the descent & 23 km hike

I 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 Canada, they are running down around 15 KM back to Bamboo, where they will have breakfast, and then continue on with their hike. I loved that! The idea seemed almost…

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Day 10: Duerali to ABC – The Day we Reached the Top

“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. Hyper-ventilating, trembling and dry-mouthed as I lay on an ice cold rock surrounded by snowy meadows and white peaks, my sweat started to cool down under the sub-zero winds over…

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Day 8: Chhomrong to Bamboo – The Day of the Helicopter & People’s True Colors

This entry has been modified from the original diary that was written during the trip. You’d wonder, does it take a week to see through who people really are, or is it the accident with Muna that forced some to shed the filter they used for their words and actions before they are out? Or was the hidden fear and stress that invokes the primal reflexes rather than the tamed more civil demeanor. I guess I would never know. But if there was a favorite…

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أفضل وأسوأ الهدايا لعيد الأم

تم الاجماع ومن مختلف الفئات العمرية والحالات الاجتماعية بأن الأفكار أدناه تعتبر من أسوأ الهدايا في عيد الأم (إذا جبت هدية من هدول، عالسريع فكر بتبريرات مناسبة)، طبعا مع ملاحظة ان الاشخاص المختلفين لديهم تفضيلات مختلفة، وما قد يكون في خانة أسوأ على هذه القائمة قد يكون في خانة أفضل ما يمكن لدى شخص معين.

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هل هناك طابق رابع في شركتكم؟

بصراحة، انا من اشد المعجبين بخرابيش واعمالهم، والعديد منهم اصدقاء واعرفهم على صعيد شخصي… أشخاص واعيين، مثقفين، سهلي العشرة وعلى مستوى عالي من الابداع والمهنية. وربما هذه هي الاسباب الاساسية التي جعلت من خرابيش واحدة من اهم وسائل الترفيه الجديدة التي تحاكي مشاعر الشباب والصبايا في الوطن العربي كافة (مش بس بالاردن) وتجعلهم من المدمنين على محتوى خرابيش ومشاركته، وليس فقط على مواقع الاعلام الاجتماعي، بل يتعداه الى ما بعد ذلك، فترى البعض يعرضون محتوى خرابيش على اقربائهم واصدقائهم وغيره من الاشخاص الغير مندمجين بهذه…

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The Selfless Side of Selfishness…

Do 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 so selfless, and measuring up to others’ expectations of you dilutes who you really are, leaving you resentful, under-appreciated and thus a worst version of who you are? Doesn’t somehow being selfish…

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Eight Years Under Covers!

It wasn’t until recently that I noticed how self-conscious I am about my Hijab! How the fact of wearing a Hijab dictates the majority of my behaviors, most of my thoughts, and even some of my aspirations. How it impact the small as well as the big events of my life, changes the way I understand a sideway look from a half-naked mom while picking up my kid from school, makes me reconsider smiling back at people in a New York street, or get irritated…

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