Mother and Sister now accompanying me, visiting places and reminiscing. :D
Nana strictly on rest etc.
" I mean from henceforth to lead a life of extreme seclusion; you must not be suprised, nor must you doubt my friendship, if my door is often shut even to you. You must suffer me to go my own dark way. I have brought on myself a punishment and a danger that I cannot name. If I am the chief of sinners, I am the chief of sufferers also. I could not think that this earth contained a place for sufferings and terrors so unmanning; and you can do but one thing to lighten this destiny, and that is to respect my silence."
-Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde: Robert Louis Stevenson
Its 11pm, and I am unbelievably tired. In Baghdad, I would stay awake until 4am, and happily wake up the next day alive. Now, I feel sleepy and 'emotionally drained'. Perhaps its the cold, and the fact I haven't seen the sky for over 4 days. I have for some reason, found some old books stored in the zips of the luggage. I read this around four years ago, and I find one page folded. I honestly don't even remember reading this book. I open it, and I can almost dictate the following paragraph. I didn't even remember this story well, and i never found it even in the slightest memorable. Until I finally understood the meaning of the lines above today. It crashed on me with waves of emotion. Naturally I supressed said emotions, and hit the keyboard.
What's weirder, is despite the straight concrete pavements, and tarmaced roads, I seem to trip and be clumsy here, a lot more than in Iraq, where you cannot tell the difference between road, the pavement and a patch of mud most times.
I have no idea what to write or what to say. Everything seems so surreal, and one matter keeps replaying in my mind unnecessarily, even though the sane thing would be to just wake up from the dream like state that I have put myself in.
I feel there's no guarentee to anything in life. I just need to enjoy it and smile, whilst maintaining what is most important in life. Unfortunatley for me though, I still have to work out what is most important to me in Life. My sister's voice echoes in the background as she talks of something. I realise I should stop thinking for once, and just go with the flow of things.
So, overall, I have realised, I have allowed something to be on my mind and affect me much more than it should, I need to "take it eazi, ya azizi" as my father often tells me, and most importantly, I have decided, I shall be happy wherever the journey of Life takes me.
AL HAYAAT HILWAAA (da da daaa)
(life is sweet, da da daaa).