Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Personal. Show all posts

Thursday, July 01, 2010

Small things – Part 8

  • An empty road for driving when you are already late
  • Stepping into a football game to score the winning goal
  • Opening a window to find a perfect sunshine greeting you
  • The way people stare at a pretty foreigner; when she’s not that beautiful
  • Napping after a good meal on a Friday afternoon
  • Air drying after wodoo’ “ablution”
  • Biting my fingernails artistically
  • Cell phone applications
  • Switching on the tele to find a movie you were dying to see
  • Proper planning of the week’s appointments & obligations
  • Finding help when you least expect it
  • Chocolate Milk
  • Quitting your job for a much better job offer
  • Sincere apologies
  • Children waving at you from the back seat of a car ahead of you
  • Dreams that you remember the morning after

Thursday, June 10, 2010

طالع يا ريس؟

صراع اعيشه كل يوم .. مواقف احتار اكون فيها ظالم ام مظلوم ... سوف اتكلم عن موقف اعيشه يوميا وهو ركن العربيه.

طبعا اذا كنت محظوظ في ركن العربيه فلا اسلم من ركن البعض صف ثاني و حبسي لمدد طويله ! .. طبعا كلنا نتعرض لهذا الموقف و لكن كيفيه التعامل مع هذا المازق يختلف .. فاظل ابحث عن صاحب العربيه الي "قافله" عليه او اتصرف مع بعض الماره في تحريك هذه العربيه الي بتكون غالبا معشقه! .. ما الذي يدفع مواطن صالح في التعدي علي حقي في الخروج من الركنه بطريقه امنه؟ احيانا ينتابتي نوبه غضب بعد طول الانتظار و اقوم بتجريح العربيه بمفتاحي و هذا خطأ افظع .. شعوري بالغضب يغلب طباعي و مبادئي .. و هنا اكون قد تعديت بالأذي علي صاحب العربيه بدون وجه حق.

انا هنا اتكلم عن قناعتي التامه بسوء فعلتي ولكن هذا لا يردعني عن فعل الخطأ .. تحدثت مع شيخ جليل في هذا الامر .. قال لي ان العين بالعين و السن بالسن .. والرد يكون ب"التقفيل: عليه بالمثل .. ولكن هذا حل – او رد – غير عملي بالمره.. رد علي الشيخ بالاحتساب!! .. الغريب في الامر ان صاحب العربيه لا يبدي اي ندم او حتي يعتذر .. فقط يحرك عربته في لا مبالاه ، مما يزيد من شعوري بأحقيتي في أيذاء عربيته

في علم التنميه البشريه يطلقون علي هذا الموقف Lose – Lose situation و هو الخساره لكلا الطرفين. فما هو الحل السليم لهذا الموقف؟ الغريب ان هذا السلوك متفشي في المجتمع المصري ولا يفرق بين المتعلم و الجاهل. عندما يدفعني المجتمع لهذا السلوك فهو حقا .. مجتمع مريض!

Monday, December 28, 2009

RIP Maadi


مش كفايه رمووكي في حلوان
لأ و عايزيين يفشخوكي و يخلوكي مدينه نصر او المهندسين
المعادي الي اكبر شارع فيها حارتين حتتردم عربيات
مش مهم الي ساكنين .. المهم نشغل 40 الف شخص
أصل البلد ضيقه قوي و مفيهاش مكان (92% صحراء ) و مش محتاجيين تعميير
شكرا للحكومه الذكيه و تخطيطها الرائع

Friday, December 04, 2009

رابطه مشجعين "اي دوله ضد الجزائر"



يلا نشجع العالم الحر و سلوفنيا ضد البربر


Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Small things- Part 7


  • Listening to “Cover” songs
  • Football forums
  • Cats chasing dogs
  • Fizzing of a glass of coke when adding ice to it.
  • Biting your fingernails
  • Watching the upcoming movie trailers before an exciting movie
  • Buying tomorrow’s newspapers the night before
  • Remote controls
  • Steve Carrel deserved success
  • Mario-related merchandise
  • President (Blue cheese flavored) spread cheese
  • When you order a shisha & comes on the spot
  • “Mother Care” display window
  • Winning her attention

Thursday, August 13, 2009

The Road Less Travelled

Like kings & queens from a dying age who thought they can change the world .. we paired.

With our own cleverly concealed scars .. we bonded.

Like an E minor followed by an A7, A baseline with a drum snare .. we rhymed perfectly.

Chopin may admire the power chords of Blackmore, Malmesteen must appreciate Yanni’s notes. Yet sadly both cannot jam together; it’s a different gig.

The road less travelled; the most appealing of roads; mysterious and fascinating; is also known for being a dead end; a pitfall from the nicest of dreams to the oblivion of reality.

Now I realize why men & women of imagination hesitate to choose that road. We all want to play it safe.


God bless your winged soul

Sunday, June 14, 2009

نصيحه للشباب الي بيشتغل

الشغل في اي حته فيكي يا مصر يخضع لقانون واحد بس .. قانون صاحب المال او قانون صاحب الشأن (في حاله الشركات ذات الجنسيات المتعدده و الباشا هو العضو المنتدب) ، حتقولي ازاي ده فيه قانون عمل و تأمين اجتماعي و ضرايب .. حقولك ده موجود فقط حفظا لحق الحكومه و بس ..  يعني لو صاحب الشغل اصدر اي قرار- من وجهه نظرتك الي مش مهمه تماما-  صح او غلط .. حق او باطل .. قانوني او غير قانوني .. حضرتك مفيش في ايدك حاجه تعملها .. المشكله بقي انك لو اعترضت او أبديت رأيك المخالف لرأي "الباشا" ، كده ممكن يحصلك حاجه من 3:

1-تتحط في البلاك ليست و اصبحت من المغضوب عليهم ..  خطواتك بقت محسوبه و ايامك معدوده

2-تنال لقب "المشاغب بتاع المشاكل" و ابقي قابلني لو اترقيت او خدت زيادتك السنويه حتي!

3-حد فيكو "يتهور" و النتيجه الحتميه الاستماره السداسيه

طب واحد محترم زيك يقعد في مكان مقرف كده ليه .. الي رماك علي المر؟ .. والله لقيت مكان احسن اتفضل روحه .. ملقتش يبقي تبلع لسانك و المبادئ علشان ده أكل عيش .. علشان كده تلاقي الturn over عالي بين شباب الرجاله بالذات .. المنصب و التقدم الوظيفي مبقاش مضمون يبقي نخلينا في الي بيدفع اكتر .. فلوس اكتر دلوقتي اضمن من بناء مستقبل وظيفي افتراضي.

يا سلام بقي لو جالك عقد عمل في الخليج .. فلوس كويسه و عربيه هوندا أكورد .. حر فظيع بس البلد كلها مكيفه ..  عيشه نضيفه و باسبورك مع الكفيل .. تستحمل كام سنه هناك علشان ترجع مصر تفتح مشروع و تبقي صاحب مال و تعمل الي انت عايزه .. طلع كلاكيعك بقي زي منتا عايز .. فقد عبرت للجبهه الاخري  حيث تتحول رغباتك و أراءك الي قوانين و لوائح.

 

Friday, April 10, 2009

Small things - Part 6

  • Chinese crackers
  • British comedy
  • Stealing over-priced cable TV
  • Websudoku.com
  • The sting of the aftershave cologne
  • Shelves
  • Finding the perfect parking spot on a busy street
  • Facebook status (although I’m not a fan)
  • The first 10 minutes under the blanket in a cold winter night
  • Last page of “Elmasry Elyoum” newspaper
  • Markers
  • Clipping your toe nails
  • The many ways we justify our shortcomings

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Note to Self

Don't fight it, Just go with the flow..

Just swallow it for a few years


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Tuesday, February 10, 2009

"Have to" options

I can't believe the status I'm in... I was counting on being the next best thing by now, professionally established, doing well (money wise), and investing heavily on prosperous fronts.

Now I have to look at other options, the “have to” options..

Crap!

P.S: Fuck the Canadians embassy and fuck their “small” employees.

Saturday, January 03, 2009

Oops

I think that was inevitable... I should be happy but I’m terrified. I’m clearly unprepared, unqualified and unfinanced.


Fate is playing me like a piñata, I can never see where & when the next strike will be.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Acceptance

It’s the phase that makes you numb & indifferent. It’s when you feel like a minor gear in an over-elaborative works; a fly on the wall that never intends to bather anyone; a C-student who cares to pas his exams.

Slowly the greater picture escapes your imagination, you sleep tight under the covers to wake up every morning wondering where dreams have gone.

And you know that you are just there for the day.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Brick

People never fail to amaze me...

I’ve shuffled 4 careers in the span of 5 years and I couldn’t find an honest supervisor/manager, those who supervise/manage my work; are “playing” confident instead of “being” confident, and I can understand .. This is the way of the world and you have to go with the flow otherwise your life will be very too unpleasant and unendurable.

I know that confidence establishment is an arduous thing to pull off, but if you are an honest human being; no .. Let me rephrase .. A man or woman of dignity .. Why don’t you give it a bloody shot?

I’ve tried and I’ve failed .. My dignity is like a glossy diamond showcased by words; endorsed by pre-conceptions rather than actual implementation; hyped up as the next best seller book that really ain’t that advantageous; vaulted deep inside the labyrinth-constructed soul .

Let me rephrase, I never fail to amaze me.

Monday, November 03, 2008

We built your countries


May be we are not treated as humans in our own country
But at least we are not animals
obsessing about food, sex and trivial crap ..

Maybe we are not that clever to relieve ourselves.
But at least we don’t have shits for brains,;
hiring others to solve our problems

Maybe we are ill-fortuned,
with no black gold underneath our – not so long ago - tents
But at least few of us posses knowledge and faith
your egocentric brains can’t even begin to grasp ..

Maybe I just met an Ignorant SOB
Maybe he’s in severe denial
His ass was itchy from the long power drive
Maybe he just couldn’t digest or absorb
a smart, handsome, representable Egyptian being interviewed
We built your fucken land ..
We helped you evolve into human beings ..

You sorry pricks

Sunday, September 21, 2008

RIP Richard Wright 1943-2008

Your Broken China and Wet Dream will live
to testify your individuality
Your legendary presence and contribution
to the greatist band of all time
will live forever
echoed in our hearts



Thank you for being part of the inspiration

W i s h y o u w e r e s t i l l h e r e
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Sunday, August 10, 2008

A Chronic State of Skepticism

I'm torn between making "comfortable" money with no real prospect of progression, and building a vague yet a prestigious career which pays trivial amounts of money and requires more patience, tolerance and endurance than I can ever imagine.

Quality of life has always been my ultimate concern, but ever since my new social status; I've been focusing my drive towards meeting my dire financial obligations, in simpler words; echoed by academy award winner Cuba Gooding Jr. .. "Show me the money".

Values VS Money

What I want VS What I need

Challenge VS Comfort

Dangerous Hope VS Adaptation

A trooper in a war zone VS a leader in a bird's cage

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Small Things – Part 5

  • The first waves of cold air from the AC of your car
  • Post-it notes
  • Timberlands shoes
  • The smell and sight of freshly-cut wet grass
  • A nice dream you remember in the morning; and lingers through the day
  • When the odds are on your side for a change
  • Torrents files
  • When your team wins at the dying minutes of the game
  • The moment your body hits the water; jumping into a pool in a hot summer day
  • When you wake up and find you still have 20 minutes to sleep
  • Pretty Chicks in BMWs
  • Wikipedia addiction
  • My Simpsons boxer-shorts
  • Yawning till you eyes waters
  • The smell of freshly made ta3meya in the morning

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Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Interviews

"You can work as a physician, a pharmacist, an engineer and paid trivial money or; work for our sales department - selling insurance - and get paid a basic of 2000 EGP plus a hefty bonus for each and every business you bring"

Mmm.. A salesman, I'd rather be a janitor ..

"Your Basic salary will be 1500 EGP, it may increase according to your performance to 1700 EGP in the first 6 months, by next year I promise you a senior position with a net salary of 2000 EGP, you will be often asked to work on weekends and even stay up to 8 and 9 pm to finish whatever project you are handling

Oh, I almost forget, your contract will have a 15,000 EGP penalty if you left us in the first 2 years"

Your promise is as good as your "special" offer, and don't get me started on the contract penalty.. Little man stuck in little business.

"Definitely, Definitely it's a sales Job, I know the add said "health advisor", but you'll be advising customers about our exquisite health insurance package"

Wtf?

"Sorry, but you lack leadership skills"

And you discovered that from our 30 minute interview? You must be psychic .. Or better, you see the matrix !

"We went for someone with more experience" – an email sent to me 8 months after conducting the final interview.

It's a pointless email, if they don't call within 2 months from the final interview, chances are you are not selected. I emailed them back with a piece of my mind.

"Your qualifications are not best suited for the position"

You should have written what kind of qualifications you need in the job post instead of wasting both your time and mine

"Ideally, we are looking for a female who lives in heliopolis .."

So what The hell am I doing here?



P.s: HR specialists, you are so full of it, and you know it

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Back at Square One

I'm quitting my job very soon, and I'm taking some time off to reflect on things on my mind.

I liked to believe that I can do whatever I want if I put my mind into it, my substantial determination and my resilience broke under the sheer reality of how things work.

I'm astonished by the my shortcomings, I thought they were small but on the contrary, they are disastrous, and I'm too old and messed up to even try to work them out.

I'm starting to question what I really want; sometimes I'm not cut for what I really want, other times I want the right things for the wrong reasons or at the worst timings. I want to fly but my wings have been so denied.

I knew long time ago that nothing makes sense, although this dangerous conclusion can drive a man to disbelief or approaching-atheism, I'm not trying to figure life out, I'm simply trying to adjust to its anarchy.

Friends around me seem to "carry on" with their lives without even pausing to ask themselves what the hell they are doing, automated to mainstream of typical ideologies and choosing to exist as zombies, But they seem reflect an image of happiness and content. Should I try to change my attitude to "happy and misleaded" instead of "dissatisfied and enlightened"?

I'm back at square one and I'm narcoleptic.

Discouraged but hopeful.

Sane yet Overwhelmed.

Another misconception established; This is Mo'men .. Over and Out.







P.S: I'm now listening to Norah Jones first album on my PC; this may or may not affect and contribute to the content of what I'm writing.

I was me but now .. he's gone

The other day, my neighbour across the street was talking to me about the parking space situation outside our buildings, he's about 50+ years old and he was vomiting value this and logic that allover me ..

The old me would have talked back and debated the concept "whatever that is", the new me just humored him and gave em the fake respect and attention he thinks he deserves.

I don't like the new me, but he will out live the old me and surely his quality of life has improved by increasing his stress-free moments.

Am I border-line schizophrenic? Or am I undergoing a profound mental metamorphosis?

The new me doesn't give a rat's ass about it !