Nuit

Rain was sitting on the side of her bed, she was about to cry, but she closed her eyes, trying not to. Then she picked up her phone and opened the messages, and wrote, “Did you sleep yet?” to Cloud. Then she closed her phone and put it on her office table.

Few minutes later, her window got knocked, Rain smiled and moved the curtain. Cloud was standing looking at her with his cute eyes and smiled from behind the window. Rain smiled more, then opened the window. She stared at him for a few seconds and suddenly their both smiles disappeared then a tear fell down on Rain’s face.

Cloud got into her bedroom, looking at her with no words. “They made up their decision. I can’t go to it. It’s gone!” Rain said in a sad tone. “Rain. How did that happen?” She smiled, “It just happened. They decided and I’m doing what they want.” “Didn’t you talk to them, like, isn’t there another option?” Rain started laughing while crying, and said “No. They said don’t even think about it. It’s done, Cloud.”

Rain sat on her bed. Cloud was looking at her in shock. “You know what, for the first time in my entire life my heart and brain chose the same choice. For the first time in my life, I felt happy. I liked it. I liked everything about it. The city, the place, the people, everything, even my picture. For the first time in my life I prepared everything ahead of time. And I was ready to start even before a whole two months.”

Cloud sat next to Rain listening to her. She put both her hands beside her on the bed and continued, “When everything became ready, I said to myself, is that really happening? Am I really, for the first time in my life, going to start everything without rush, without stress, with a whole deep big smile covering my entire face? With a very satisfied heart? Am I really going to love the place that I’m going to for the first time in my life? Am I actually going to live in the city that I hoped to just look at when I was a kid? Am I actually making one of my dreams come true?”

Then Rain looked at Cloud with her puffy eyes, and her tears falling on her cheeks. Cloud was already looking at her feeling so sad. “I felt the meaning of happiness for the first time in my life, Cloud. When they gave me the ID, I can’t describe how happy I was, I was looking pretty in the picture! When I came back here from there, I looked at the bottle, the pen, the file, the lanyard, the stamps, the logo. Gosh, it hurts so much…” She stopped talking, looking up at the ceiling and burst out crying. “Hey, hey, you might have that chance, remember?” She moved her head (No). “Why not?” Cloud asked.

She wiped her tears. Looked up at her room’s ceiling, “It closed. I passed the deadline for it.” “What?” She moved her head (Yes) “If I did it before one month only, I could’ve been dancing from happiness right now.” “Rain!” Cloud said it in a hopeless tone. “I know. I’m the unluckiest person on earth.” “Shhh, don’t say this. Maybe it’s better this way. I don’t know. Maybe if you went there something bad would’ve happened to you! There are some things that are hidden in our destiny that we can’t see or even think of.” Rain looked at him.

“Look, if I was in your place, I don’t know what I would’ve done. I might have beaten someone, or broken something, or gone out and screamed with my loudest voice, or maybe drove my car so fast that I would end up unconscious in the hospital. I know it’s not easy and I can feel it.” Cloud said. “What hurts me is that I never wanted it from the beginning. But when I liked it, it started fading, going away. I lost it the same way I lost everything else. Cloud I’m tired of covering my bleeding wounds. I’m tired of collecting my broken pieces from every angle. I’m tired of building new dreams and seeing them crashing once and twice.” She closed her eyes in pain.

“I don’t know what to say to bring you back your smile, no matter how hard I try, I won’t be able to relieve your pain. But I’m here, and ready to listen to you till the morning. Till tomorrow, or till the day you decide. I’ll do my best to make you feel better, Rain.” Cloud said. Rain looked at him for a while then asked, “Can you stroke my hair?” Cloud looked at her and smiled, putting his hand on his lap like calling her to approach. Then Rain laid down and said, “Can you stay next to me until I fall asleep. Then leave. I just need you so much right now.” “I will never leave until I make sure that you are in a very deep sleep.” She smiled while her eyes closed. Then he whispered into her ear, “See me in your dreams.” Then he smiled and continued stroking her hair.


The be continued…


Ingénue

Rain slapped her bedroom door so hard. She was breathing so fast. Kind of pissed off from everything. She was having that angry look that was carrying lots of hate. Then she fell slowly on her bedroom floor and burst out crying.

Few seconds later, she looked up at her phone, then she grabbed it and started writing, and her tears started falling on her phone’s screen. Then she deleted everything, and dropped the phone on her bedroom floor. And burst out crying again.

Few minutes later, someone knocked on her bedroom window. She was laying on her bed hugging her little teddy bear. She raised herself, wiped her tears with her left hand and opened her bedroom’s curtain. Cloud was standing there!

She opened her window, “What are you doing here?” Rain asked him. “What were you writing to me?” “How did you know that I was writing to you?” “You came to my mind and I wanted to ask how you’re doing, then I saw you typing for a long time, but didn’t receive anything!” “Yeah because I’m always the one who’s complaining and I’m not even trying to ask about how you are. I didn’t even ask you how did you come here?”

Cloud stepped into Rain’s bedroom, “You don’t have to ask about me. Because I’m not the one who’s broken here, Rain. You are!” Rain cried. “What happened?” She looked up with her teary eyes, then looked at him, Taking her breath.

“I’m tired. I’m so tired Cloud. I don’t know where I should start. Should I start from January, 2016 when I lost my future? Or from March, 2017 when I lost my dignity? Or from October, 2017 when I lost my ambition? Or from May, 2018 when I lost the most innocent creature that was the only one who used to understand me when no one did?”

Rain’s face was so red and tears were falling on her cheeks. Then she continued, “Or wait. What about October, 2018 when I lost my dream? Or December, 2018 when I heard the insult from my childhood’s idol; who was the reason for all that I went through? And November 2019 when my 19th birthday wish was to die? Or March, 2022 when you came to me when everything was just…” “Calm down. Look, you went through all of this and it’s so painful, I can feel it, but look around you, they still need you, you have them with you.”

“I fought with them tonight. And because of him, again.” Rain turned mad and continued, “Again, the same person behind everything.” “We all fight. You know why we fight? Because we love, and you love them.” “You know what they told me tonight? They said that I’m so bad, I’m so malicious, full of hate. They asked me when I became such a spiteful person!” Cloud looked at Rain when she said that in pain. Then he approached her, Put his hands on her shoulders, “Look they might not understand you. They might not listen to you. They might even not know what you are going through. But they still love you. They love you so much.”

Rain laughed mockingly, and stepped back, “They love me?! They don’t feel me but they love me! They break my heart with their harmful words, but they love me! They stand next to the one who insulted not only me, but them, but guess what, they are defending him like he’s an angel. And you keep telling me that they love me?! Are you freaking kidding me? They don’t even care about me. And guess what? I don’t care about them either.” “Rain. You’re not like that. You’re not a cruel person. You’re not like him. Don’t act like him.” She replied to Cloud angrily, “I know that I’m freaking not like him, and I will never be. Tell them to stop comparing me to him!”

Cloud looked at her with no words. Rain looked at him for a while calming herself down then said quietly, “Cloud, I don’t understand them, they don’t like him either and they know who he actually is, but they keep telling me to ask him for help. And at the same time when I say no I don’t want his help and I would rather die than asking for his help. They compare me to him. And they say, “The older you get, the more you look like him so much!” And I don’t want to be like him.”

Rain approached Cloud with a hateful look and said, “I’m not like him. I hate him!” Then Cloud said slowly, “But you deep inside don’t hate him, because you can’t hate him, you’re not like him. I can still see that light and smile in your eyes when you see him.” Rain moved her head (No) and stepped away. “Rain, this is not a bad thing, this is you. Even if you said it a thousand times, and no matter how high the pitch would be, you deep inside don’t hate him.” Rain looked at him with no words.

“You’re just mad, and without realizing it, you are becoming like him. And I know that you are not that one.” Rain sat on her bed. Feeling so hopeless. Cloud approached, and sat next to her, “Rain, I’m the only one who knows very well the depth of you. You’re not bad. You’re good, I can see it. But looking at your past and what you’ve gone through makes you start becoming like this.” She looked at him, crying.

“She died because of him.” “Don’t blame it on him. I’m not saying he’s a good person, he might be one of the reasons, but that’s her destiny, Rain. With or without him she had to die.” Rain burst out crying, “I miss her so much.” Then she laid down, putting her head on his lap. Cloud started stroking on her hair.

“Four years passed and I still have the same pain for her death like she died yesterday.” “I know.” “Cloud, I don’t want to be like him. I’m tired of all this hate. I’m tired of carrying all these painful memories inside my heart blaming him. I’m tired of being next to him. I’m tired of even thinking about all of this. Cloud I’m tired of being fake. I’m tired of looking at my past, thinking of it more and more and more.” She took a deep breath.

She continued, “I’m tired of saying what if this didn’t happen, what if I didn’t talk, what if I didn’t ask, what if I didn’t call, what if I didn’t listen, what if I refused to go and stayed next to her. What if I took her to the other doctor, maybe she would’ve been alive now.”

“Rain, it happened, you can’t bring her back.” “I know. And this is what hurts me the most. I lost her. She never spoke, she used to look with her ocean blue eyes, and sit next to me with her white fur. She was the only one who felt me when there was no one even caring.” Cloud kept stroking Rain’s hair without saying anything.

Rain continued, “Cloud, I swear I’m not okay. I just want to be back to who I actually was. I don’t want to hate anymore, I don’t want to blame anymore. I don’t want to think of the past anymore. I don’t want to carry all of this burden anymore… I want to sleep… I just want to sleep… I’m tired… I want to sleep and wake up the next morning… back to who I was before all of this.”

Rain fell asleep. And her last tear fell down on Cloud’s pants. Cloud kept stroking on her hair and whispered, “You will one day. I promise.”


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Larme

Rain after that night, she lost her hope. The thing that she really worked for, for two years, was gone on that rainy night. Two days later, something happened to her that made her get her hope back. She was so happy, it was like a miracle, she couldn’t believe that something special like this would happen to her. And the thing is that, the beautiful news came on the following night after that painful rainy night. But Rain had no idea about it.

Rain started preparing for her new path and started planning everything from a very early time. Days passed then weeks, and that’s when she realized that yes the thing that happened was a new chance but this chance had a price. It wasn’t for nothing, because life as it gives you, it takes from you…

Rain was looking a scary look with her tears filled eyes. “What’s wrong?” Cloud asked when Rain opened her window. “I will be a poison, Cloud. What I’m going for is not who I am. I… I really can’t. I can’t do it… It’s not for me… I don’t belong to this world… It’s too heavy… too much for me.” He stepped slowly into her bedroom. She was taking her breath hardly.

Cloud put his hands on her shoulders, “Rain, what are you talking about? Can you explain slowly? Why would you be a poison? What world that you don’t belong to?” “The world where you poison people, let them die everyday without taking out their souls, killing their dreams and hopes every night, without even feeling it. You just go forward, get promoted, be rewarded, win the jackpot and continue your way with life by trampling on people, pretending like nothing happened. Like you did nothing and guess what? You’re the happiest person alive!” Rain started laughing in a scary way while crying. Cloud looked at her shocked from what she said.

Then Rain stopped laughing and came closer to Cloud, looking at him with her teary eyes, “I’m not that one Cloud. This is not what I wanted. I can’t do it. I can’t be like them. Yes, I hate them, oh gosh I hate them so much, but hating them doesn’t mean that I need to be like them for revenge. Cloud, I’ve always wanted to stay away from people, fly up there. But right now, with what I’m in now, I’m in the middle of them, inside their nests. Their presence suffocates me. And I don’t want to be with them, between them, I want to go to the place where my heart and I belong.”

At that moment, Cloud understood what Rain was talking about. He looked at her for a while, and his eyes started becoming teary, then he smiled a sad smile, and tilted his head, looking at her. She cried more. Then Cloud pulled her both hands and looked at her smiling, then whispered, “You will be okay one day. I promise.”


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Fenêtre

It was rainy outside, the weather was so cold. It was 9:00PM, the neighborhood was so quiet, only the sound of the rain was mounting in that cloudy sky. Rain was in her bedroom with her bedroom’s half closed curtains, throwing everything on her bedroom’s floor, crying, carrying a squared paper in her hand that had a red eagle logo on it. She suddenly with her teary eyes ribbed the paper into very small pieces and dropped them on her bedroom’s floor, then she put her left hand on the floor, sitting slowly, crying so deep, putting her right hand on her mouth trying to cry quietly so no one could hear her.

Few minutes later, Rain was sitting on her bedroom floor, with her back on her bed, putting her arms on her knees and her head on top of them, looking at the floor with her red puffy eyes. Then something hit her bedroom’s window from outside. She raised her head, stood up, walked slowly, and moved the curtains, stared for a while, then opened the window.

“Cloud!” (Rain said in a shocked way, staring with her puffy red eyes) “Are you okay?” Cloud asked. Rain moved her head (No). Then she went into her clothes room throwing the tissue in the trash. Cloud stepped into her bedroom and looked at her. Then Rain looked at him with no words, crying again. “What happened? Why are you crying?” Cloud asked. Rain cried more, and said in a cracked voice, “Can you hug me?” At that moment Cloud looked at her in a very soft way and immediately approached her and hugged her. She burst out crying saying, “I’m so tired Cloud, I’m so tired. I can’t take it anymore. It hurts. It hurts so much. No. I’m not ready for all of this. I’m not ready at all. I’m still so young, so young to feel all this pain.”

Then Cloud said while hugging her, “It’s going to be okay. No matter what happened to you right now, it is going to pass, I promise.” “It will not pass. It will not. It’s like, a heavy thing that someone put on my heart preventing me from taking my breath. I wasn’t planning on living all of this. I’m not ready for all of this. I’ve never imagined my life to be this way, I can’t, I…”

“Rain. Calm down. Okay? You don’t have to tell me anything. Okay? You don’t have to. But you need to calm down. It doesn’t deserve all these tears. It’s not worth it.” She cried more. Then Cloud put some of her hair behind her ears, and smiled at her looking closer into her eyes, and said, “One day, you’ll remember this day, this moment, and you will understand very well why you lived it. Why did you feel all of this? Why did you go through all this pain? Now listen, you are still young and have too much to live, no matter what broke your heart now, another beautiful, wonderful event will mend it. I promise.”

Then he pulled her slowly, making her sit on her bed, then he sat beside her. “You have to sleep. You need to.” He said. She looked at him, then she put her head on his lap, and he started stroking her hair until she fell asleep.


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Cracked

“I regret to inform you that we are unable to offer you a place at the University of …” That’s when a new dream that took nearly a year, waking up everyday with, thinking of, planning on making it happen got destroyed.

You know? It took me so long to dream about something else, to collect the wreckage that was left of me and build my new self out of it. This new dream was born after years of pain, of frustration, of sadness, of brokenness, of wounds that have not healed yet. And today, March 18th, 2022, this new dream was shattered in a five-line letter. Just that easy.

It’s really easy to type down a letter and with one click send it to thousands of applicants, telling them that you are sorry. Your sorry doesn’t mean anything when their hearts start breaking, your sorry doesn’t fix what you ruined, your sorry doesn’t heal their wounds. Your sorry doesn’t turn back the chances they lost because of them wanting you, only you. Your sorry doesn’t bring back the time they lost working on doing their best to send you that six page essay. Your sorry will never make them forget what you made them feel the moment they received your letter.

You said, “Be createful” but you tore up all my creations, without even blinking…

I wanted you, because everyone said that you are different. You don’t look at what is shown. You search deep into each applicant, see how they do, find the hidden thing in them where the others don’t. But what I saw today was that you were like the others with no difference. Maybe you were worse, you didn’t even tell the reason. You just threw that five-line letter in front of my face asking me to continue my path with the same energy, encouraging me to continue working on my future plans.

You were a huge disappointment to me. You opened my old wounds that I worked years on healing. My wounds never went away, but in the moment that I walked into you, you were like a pain reliever to me. I said in my heart, maybe you’ll make up everything, maybe you will be the one who is going to draw a smile on my face again. But I forgot that heartbreaks come from the things we get the most attached to.

You thanked me because I considered you. Well, I thank you for telling me that you are not as perfect and honest as I thought.


Scene One

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That Cursed Day

Note: this play goes back to the year of 2012, Syria.

(Next to the house door, a washing machine and a laundry basket on top of it. On the right of the stage there were two bedrooms next to each other, and to the left is the big bedroom, and a bathroom beside it, while in the middle was the kitchen with a small four person dining table. The dinner was ready on the table, and the room’s doors were all closed. Then Sally in her 16 age goes out from the bathroom carrying a white shirt in her hands, running quickly towards the washing machine, she squats putting her white shirt inside the washing machine and making sure no one sees, then while she stands up putting the washing liquid her 18 years older brother Saleem shows up from behind her grabbing out that white shirt out from the washing machine.)

Saleem: What’s that Sally?

Sally: Nothing important!

Saleem: Nothing important huh… if you can’t see there is blood on it! Can you explain what that is?

Sally: I told you it’s not important, don’t be so insistent! (Tries to go to her bedroom, but saleem grabs her left arm strongly, and she moans).

Saleem: What’s wrong with your arm? Show it to me (Raises her sweaters sleeve)

Sally: Saleem stop, there is nothing, you just hurted me, that’s all.

Saleem: (Starts screaming) Stop lying, I asked you what is this blood on the shirt?

Sally: (Tries to put her hands on her brother’s mouth) Don’t scream, my mom will hear you!

Saleem: Then tell me what is going on so I can stop.

Sally: (Grabbed Saleem’s arm taking him to her bedroom, and closed the door half shot) First you have to promise me that you won’t tell anyone!

Saleem: Are you involved in any of what I think?

(Sally breathes hardly then shakes her head in the meaning of yes)

Saleem: (Steps back for a while looking at his sister, then gets closer) Show me your arm, now.

Sally: (Raises up her sleeve and a big white bandage covering her entire arm) It’s not what you’re thinking, it wasn’t my fault, I was standing there with Talya when the car exploded, Reem was inside it.

Saleem: I told you a thousand times to stay away from Reem but you didn’t hear me.

Sally: Saleem, you know that she is my childhood’s friend.

Saleem: But she chose to be one of them.

Sally: You’re talking about her like you’re not! I saw the gun in your drawer, so don’t blame her, she is dead now, and to be much clearer she has been killed. The car was having all her friends, when she got in and closed the car’s door, the car exploded!

Saleem: (Looked at the white shirt) How about you? Your shirt? Your arm?

Sally: Me and Talya were getting out of school as usual, then we saw Reem, we followed her silently and stood behind a wall when we saw her getting in her friend’s car, and when the car exploded, we went closer to see how did that happen, but suddenly a police man showed up from behind us and said, “You two, who are you?” We didn’t turn our faces back at all so he wouldn’t see us.

Saleem: And then?

Sally: He pulled out his gun and pulled the trigger and said, “You two, don’t move and turn back slowly.”

Saleem: Then?

Sally: At that moment I knew that I had two choices, either give up and show him my face, or run without looking back, and in both ways I would be dead, but if I would be lucky enough, I would survive in the second choice and he might miss shooting me. (Closed her eyes) I told Talya to run without looking back, and that’s when he shot my arm. While I was running I wrapped my arm and made sure that the blood was not falling on the ground.

Saleem: How did you survive? They won’t let you go.

Sally: We both went together. And on a forked road, each one of us ran in a different direction, and he chose to follow me. Talya survived but I…

Saleem: But you?!

Sally: (Sighted) I ran first, but then I hid, I stopped taking my breath so he wouldn’t catch me, I thought he wouldn’t, but he did.

Saleem: Why did you stop? Continue Sally. Did he hurt you? Did he do anything to you? What happened?

Sally: I killed him.

Saleem: (Started breathing hard, and stepped back) How?

Sally: (Her tears started falling) He put the gun on my head, and said, “Don’t move.” He grabbed my shoten arm, walking me slowly from where I was hiding, then made me stop walking, and told me to turn around, but I didn’t. Then he said in a harsh scary voice, “I said turn around.” But I didn’t. Then he grabbed my shoten arm, strongly making me turn. I closed my eyes.

Saleem: He saw your face, no Sally no!

Sally: I hit him in his sensitive area, so he dropped the gun. I tried to take the gun, but he pushed me, so I fell. Then he bent over to take it, but I kicked him with all of my strength and took the gun, and shot him.

Saleem: (Sarcastically) He died from one shot?! (Anxcioused) They absolutely saved him, and he knows your face, he will tell them and they…

Sally: (Interrupted Saleem) I shot him nine shots.

Saleem: What? Nine?!

Sally: I had no other choice, they don’t die, they all don’t die. You kill them once they live a hundred times. (In confidence) I got closer and made sure that he was not breathing.

Saleem: (Mocks) Oh perfect, now you made me feel better. How about his body? And your blood? Your fingerprints? Your shoes? All of that? (He looked at Sally, while she was not answering) Sally?

Sally: I left him there. But.. but I cleaned up my fingerprints from his gun, and I made sure that my arm was not bleeding. And for my shoes I took it off when I went out of that place, and kept it inside my backpack. I will burn it tomorrow (Starts crying) But I didn’t know what to do with his body… Where to bury it… The whole ground is paved, I can’t dig it… And the graveyard is too far away from there… And I don’t have a car to carry his body in… And even if I would grab him… I can’t do that in the middle of the day, while all eyes are open.

Saleem: (Put his hands on his forehead) Where is his body?

Sally: Do you remember that place where we used to play hide and seek with Talya, Tamer, Shady, Shery, and Shareef, when we were kids? It was surrounded with low walls and had swings and a long slide. We used to play there a lot.

Saleem: (Smiled a sad smile) I know it.

Sally: His body is laying there. Beside the slide.

Saleem: (Got closer and kissed Sally on her forehead) If anything happened, don’t tell mom and dad about anything, okay?!

Sally: (Looked at Saleem) Where are you going?

Saleem: Promise me that you won’t make them catch you. Keep the gun that you saw in my drawer with you, but don’t use it. But if you got in a situation that any of these dirty men would touch a single strand of your hair, at that moment you’re allowed to use it. Deal?

Sally: (Shook her head in the meaning of yes, then she hugged Saleem) I’m sorry.

Saleem: don’t be sorry for protecting yourself. Plus, I’m not an easy brother, I’ll be okay, and come back taking your mixed songs CD that Talya gave you. (He smiled at his sister, then opened up the house door, leaving.)

(The light fades out, and the scene shifts. Salleem reaches that place, while he’s wearing plastic bags in his shoes and black gloves in his hands. He started looking all around, beside that long slide, between the swings. He looked closer at the ground for blood or anything, but there was nothing at all, like nothing had happened. Then he notices something under one of the swings flashing, he grabs it and it’s Sally’s necklace. And suddenly someone from behind hit him strongly on the back of his neck with a heavy wooden stick.)


Flying Bird “Destination One”

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Istanbul “the city of love”

When I mentioned once to one of my friends that I was living in Istanbul, he immediately said, “The city of love!” When I heard him saying this, I smiled and told him, “Yes.”

I remember the first time I went there, alone in the airplane. I can’t describe how happy I was, when I arrived, and got in the car, looking from the window at every side, so I don’t miss any view. It was huge, beautiful, and filled with so many people, that each one has a totally different story than the other.

When you talk about Istanbul, remember that you’re also talking about a huge civilization thousands of years ago, about people who lived with traditions that have persisted since ancient times, and about love stories that have always been like fiction and still are to this day.

Some people think that if they went there once or twice that they know everything about it, but you want me to tell you a secret? If you didn’t live, love and become friends with the Turkish people that live there, then you know nothing about neither Istanbul, nor Turkey.


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Hope Potion “Potion Four”

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Hogwarts,

The place where magic is possible, real, beautiful, good and bad. That school has always been a place of strange feelings to me; mysterious and terrifying, beautiful, and fun at the same time. Hogwarts was the only school that I wished that I could belong to one day. The archeological building, the elegant uniforms, the genius students, and the professional professors were the first things that caught my attention in this school since I was young. That school that was full of confidence, steadfastness, and strength where fear is just a word.

I used to see Hermione as my favorite girl character. The way she used to speak, to show her intelligence, to be the first person in class to raise her hand to answer a question that no one knew the answer to, was making me deeply love her character day after day. And because her character affected me so much, I started to see myself like her.

The boy character that I loved so much was Draco. I know this is crazy, loving an evil character, but I really was so upset that Harry didn’t become friends with him from the beginning when he introduced himself. I know that Draco was making fun of Ron, but I don’t know, maybe if later they all became friends things would’ve changed. I mean many friendships started with fights and sometimes hate. I felt really sad for Drako because maybe without the presence of his dad he could’ve been a good person, maybe!

What made me really like the Harry Potter series after the school’s building and the student’s uniforms was the magic. In this series, I believed that magic exists, that the flying car, the moving tree, the dancing stairs, the talking pictures, and the mirror reflecting what’s inside us are all real.

I reached a stage in my life that makes me believe that if I got in trouble one day, something magical would happen to save me. I know of course that this won’t happen in reality, but deep in my heart, inside there, there is always something saying that magic exists. Even till now, after all these years!

It was the one that saved Harry from that cruel family that he was living with; the one that made Hermione go back in time to stop something bad from happening in the present; and the one that made Ron drive a moving car as a child under his legal age. It was the one that made me believe that one day I’d fly on a magic wand to travel anywhere I want. I’ll be honest, I’ve always wished I had friends like Harry and Ron; friends that I would grow with, share every second in my life with.

Hogwarts, made me hate summer break, and eagerly wait for winter to come, so I could go back to school hoping to wake up on a morning where my Hogwarts uniform is hanged over the clothes hanger, waiting for me to wear, and my friends Harry and Ron are sitting there on the table welcoming, smiling at me while entering!

Harry Potter is the only childish thing that grew up with me and will always be deep inside me forever. Harry Potter made me believe that crazy things could happen if we just believed deeply in them.


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Pictures are taken from: Twitter, Tumblr, Pinterest.
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Hope Potion “Potion Three”

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“Every adventure requires a first step.”

Cheshire Cat, Alice in Wonderland

There’s that very dark path that has a light at the end of it. And you’re standing here, seeing that light, but feeling too afraid to take your first step. You may be standing in your place asking yourself, “What should I do? Should I go till the end and close my eyes without seeing anything, or should I open them seeing what is going to happen. Or should I stay where I am right now waiting forever?”

You may choose to close your eyes and run as fast as you can to get to the light! I would’ve taken this choice if I was younger, but now, I will take the second choice; opening my eyes, seeing the whole journey, with its bad and good paths, I may fall, and if my eyes were closed I will fall again, again and again and never learn from my mistakes, but if my eyes were opened I may fall once, maybe twice, but then learn to be more careful.

Life is that path, that deep dark path, and that light is your goal, you don’t know what you will live or go through, but while on your way to get to your goal your eyes need to be open to see and learn from your mistakes, you can fall once twice maybe more but when you stand you will stand stronger than you were before.

Life needs warriors not pacifists, keep this in your mind.


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Hope Potion “Potion Two”

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Most of us grew up with cartoons, Walt Disney, DreamWorks stories. We all had that wonderful, big imagination that was filled with a lot of dreams, hopes, and future plans.

But when we grew up, we had those wonderful dreams disappear, gone, crashed, and we got to a point that dreams cannot be real. Maybe that could be true sometimes, but I want you to listen to me and keep this in your mind that no matter what happens, no one ever will have the permission to stand in front of your dreams, hopes, even if these dreams are impossible, you are the only one who can make these dreams possible. Don’t be weak and make them destroy you or break you down. People are jealous of you because you’re different, you’re a dreamer, and a dreamer person is filled with light, hopes and colorful smiles, while normal ones are just dim.

Keep that light shining in you, please don’t let anyone break you down. Please.


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Hope Potion “Potion One”

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“You’ve made this day a special day by just being you. There’s no person in the whole world like you, and I like you just the way you are.”

Mr. Rogers

I’m not going to write so much here, because this post has enough doses of hope. But I’ll just tell you what I’ve been telling myself when I was younger, and when my school friends were not my friends, I used to say some words to myself  that I want you to take, keep saying them to yourself whenever you feel bad, “Keep calm. Be strong. Always smile. Live your life. Dream and don’t be afraid and say dreams are not real, close your eyes and do all you can to make your dreams come true. And never ever give up no matter what happens. Be yourself.”


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Gilded Crowns “Crown Four”

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I have always heard of gentlemen, but I have seldom come across them in my life. I may have seen them pass me when I was staying in a luxury hotel for the holiday. Or sitting at a table in an expensive restaurant making a deal with another gentleman. When I hint at them, I watch them carefully, impressed with their look, their walk, their hand in their pants’ pocket, their smile, the way they stand proudly. But in my life I have not dealt with them, no, not yet. 

I’ve never met these characters that I used to see in movies, the kind who are intelligent, the kind who keep their mind busy with work, success, completion. The kind who never give up. The kind who never waste a moment with other people’s stories, and the moment they decide to take a break in, they open their computer and start reading…

Instead I have seen many boys whose minds are occupied with trifles and silly things.

I have never met a young man who has intrigued me with his thinking, his outlook on life, or his manner of respectful treatment of others. Many say that these types of men have never existed in reality. But from my point of view, they do exist and somehow a young version of them is reading what I’m writing now. Perhaps this young gentleman is reading this while he is on his break that does not last more than nine minutes, and as long as his break finishes, he will close this page and go back to whatever he is studying to build up himself.

If you are reading what I wrote now, please do not be like others. The world needs successful, persistent young men, who believe that nothing is impossible. Please keep working for your last breath, this is what will make you the center of everyone’s attention, and this will draw the scrutiny of everyone around you to you.


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