An Egyptian living in Europe but her heart stayed back home. Having some random thoughts about the before and after pictures. Ghawayesh means bracelets. In my context it symbolizes the cuffs of my culture. I don't know if I like them or hate them. Thanks for passing by.

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I started this blog in 2006 as a joke. Now that I look back, I have decided to take it seriously!

31 July 2011

A Walk At Night.. Sheer Delight..

Having a long walk at night is an incredibly relaxing experience.. Especially if you make friends with a swan.. All alone in the dark.

Next time I should take some bread.

Unless I come across a vampire.

♡ ❥ ❣ ❦ ❧ ❤ ☒☒ Felicem Diem Natalem, Confoederatio Helvetica! ☒☒ ❤ ❥ ❣ ❦❧♡

Many many many happy returns of the day..

Thank you for the beauty
Thank you for the weather
Thank you for the kind people
Thank you for the punctuality
Thank you for the great public transport
Thank you for well-selecting your newcomers
Thank you for the proper education
Thank you for the democracy ;D (no Zurich stadium due to that though.)

Your bread sucks though, I'd like to thank you next year for the better toast quality, though I found some OK toast at the gas station of the airport, but I wouldn't give it a 10 though .. Errrr.. Back to my speech..

Thank you for Fox Twon. XD
Thank you for the Swiss Army that does not fight..
Thank you for the Swiss
Especially the vampires among 'em.
May they live forever safe in you.

++ (Swiss kisses)

30 July 2011

Zebra Crossing Thoughts


Hope they'd be still open.. I wonder what he looks like.. That is one hell of a pair of pretty boobs!.. I can't get him out of my head.. I really hate those shoes.. Bananas and lentils- should not forget those.. The smell of his sweat, ah! .. Just call her and ask her out.. I can't believe I'll never see you again dad.. Shit I just got my period.. Damn my period is late.. I need a tissue.. I can live forever happy playing that bathroom moment in my head over and over again.. Look at that body! Thank goodness for the ugly face- I'm prettier.. I'm hungry and in bad need for a beer.. Is Zebra black on white or white on black?.. Why are all the good ones gay or taken?.. Oh, sorry.. Need ideas for dinner.. I miss you so much.. Goulash.. I'll start Atkins tomorrow.. I'll quit cold turkey tomorrow.. Oh those lips are the most delicious thing ever.. Must remember the cellulite cream.. I still have the smell of his perfume on my bra.. She-say-do, that's how to pronounce it.. If Peter Piper Picked a peck of pickled peppers, where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked? .. He's a food snob.. I want your ugly I want your disease.. shit my nipples are hard again.. Gym or no gym? That is the question.. He's got such nice feet.. She's hot but her vagina reeks of fish.. I can't stand the sight of my house, I have to clean up this weekend.. Remember to call off the gym membership on time.. Eggs to the pizza dough or no eggs? Gotta call mom.. Bad hair day. Perfect.. I love her but I can't stand her family.. He left me for that?! .. That's the Porshce I want.. Yawza! .. I have to get laid by this weekend or someone will get hurt.. Botox.. Eek! Did someone ahead of me just fart?


(P.s. Yet another attempt for the writers' group. The assignment is to get unique outlandish ideas.)

26 July 2011

Egyptians Going Gaga in Traffic Jams

Behind the Mashrabiya*

My coffee is ready. Black as black can be. Symbolic of my life perhaps? Astghfurullah.. That is blasphemy. No matter how bad my life might be, I should be grateful, and hopeful. For Allah promised the patient ones the highest prize in the end.

My hair is still dripping wet. I love the feel of water drops seeping from my hair down on my body, slowly following the arch of my back. Sometimes I concentrate on feeling one particular drop with my mind, as it takes its journey from my hair down on my back, down, down, and... Hop.. It disappears in my crack. It makes me smile of joy to think it could have been your fingertip.

I intentionally use cold water to wash my body; as it keeps me cool in this heat, and according to Saadiya the maid, it keeps the breasts firm and rounded. Allah promised all the good men women with firm and rounded breasts in his holy words of the Quran{ وَكَوَاعِبَ أَتْرَاباً } . I like the idea that I still can keep those rounded breasts just like the fairies of heaven. Every afternoon after having finished the cooking, baking and cleaning with Saadiya, I start my body-washing rituals. It's becoming my new religion to look after my skin since you came along. For perhaps, one day, in this life or the next, you might feel me, skin on skin.

The loofah is new- still hard and rough; my favorite phase before it gives in and becomes too soft and ineffective some weeks later. I close my eyes as I slowly rub my cheeks with it with one hand, while the other hand holds two fingers on my lips. For here and now; imitation is the sincerest form of having you have me. I squat, rub the loofah down there, and try my best not to be heard as my breaths turn into moans.

I make sure all signs of Halawa are well scrubbed off my skin. Ah, as good as new. Not one hair on my body from my head down. As the hope to have you touch me any moment is keeping me ready. A few drops of rosewater in my rinsing jug seal the deal and leave my skin softer than silk.

I'm fresh, soft, delicious and clean- like a plate of hot Om Aly waiting for you.

I check my body in the mirror with admiration. Oh how I wish the mirror to be your eyes. Mirror mirror on the wall, where's my most beloved of them all?

As I wear my favorite white cotton dress with frills, I take a glance at my nipples, give my right one a painful pinch and imagine you doing it. That helps the blood to flow up and down then around and around my cheeks.

I had a dream about you last night. You showed up as gorgeous as you've always been. No one seemed to mind that you took me to show me a new home. I must have been yours in that dream. I could smell your scent, I could slowly hang my hand on your arm just like I was ready to hang my life on a word from your lips. I was too afraid to look you in the face. That fear was unlike any other. It was like being bedazzled by your light. We didn't talk in the dream- just like we never did before. I must go to seedna Al-Hussein and light a candle for that dream to come true. Make me his ya Rab. Amen, you mighty God of all worlds.

The other day when Adalat, the coffee reader, was visiting us; I took her to my room and tipped her with an extra penny to read my coffee ground. She smiled and promised me good news. May Allah forgive me having to deal with her, but it's all out of my longing for you and willing to do anything to see you in my future. The same day your sister's wedding party was held, and I sneaked in the bathroom and found your Old Spice. A sniff from it felt like I was breathing life through my veins. It was as a good sign as can be.

I go take my place on the Arabesque couch. Slowly sipping on my coffee while leaning and stretching my neck out towards the mashrabiya every minute. Habibi will come soon.

Waiting can kill.. And waiting can revive as well. I wonder how many girls are waiting behind their mashrabiyas right now..

It's Sunset prayer's time. This is the moment. Now come on, what are you waiting for?

Silence.. All the sounds stopped. All the things vanished. All the colors faded. Here comes my beloved. A cloud of desire falls over me.

I want nothing from you.. Yet I want all of you. I want you around me, beside me, ahead of me and behind me. I want you all over me. I want you on top of me, I want you under me. I want you inside me. But how do I still want what I already have? God only knows how I got you under my skin. Yet what I want the most.. Is for you to be forever happy. My love to you is unconditional, nontraditional, and non-transitional!

My heart skipped a beat... Did he just raise his head up to look my way? Did he really notice me behind the mashrabiya?

Now he looked the other way.. And walked away.

And tomorrow is another day.


*Mashrabiya is the Arabic term given to a type of projecting oriel window enclosed with carved wood latticework located on the second storey of a building or higher, often lined with stained glass. The mashrabiya (sometimes shanshool or rushan) is an element of traditional Arabic architecture used since the middle ages up to the mid twentieth century.

P.s. I have joined a writers' group and this is my first attempt with them.

25 July 2011

When Dry, Drained and Strained

When dry, drained and strained..

I check my photos and videos..

Then my phone.

Now I can breathe again.


24 July 2011

Royal Dinner, Brunch, Pool, Lunch, Zoo!!!!!!

You might think I'm a pathological liar after reading this post. It might have been a dream but anyway.. So I have dinner with King A. Fouad, during which he leaned over and said to me: "You have beautiful children, come on over and let them have a swim at our place tomorrow." I even forgot to say thank you. I was too busy searching for my lower jaw.

So we went! The whole tribe just went to His Majesty's house for a swim!!!! Of course my son's first question had to be embarrassing as hell: "Wow. You are the king? Where is your crown?" :/

I was too cold to swim though. I stayed with his majesty for a chat about the future of Egypt. He is a man who truly cares. He really wholeheartedly and sincerely would leave everything behind to go back home and help rebuild what has been destroyed!

He suddenly stood up and said: "It's time to watch Egyptian TV." I stood and followed him to his study. It was better than any dream: He sat there watching TV, behind him the flag of Egypt before the 1952 revolution, and before him was the post-revolution flag. It was like his love of Egypt was unconditional!

As soon as the TV was on, it suddenly hit me: It's 23 July!!!!! 59 years ago, his father King Farouk lost his crown to the revolution! He was watching the speech of General Tantawy with a lot of attention and compassion. As soon as it finished, he turned towards me, smiled and whispered: Ta7ya Masr. I was so emotional and was trying very hard not to turn out into a wleyya with loads of tears and barabeer.

Then we had his favorite lunch. It was so beautiful to see him enjoying Egyptian food so far away from home. =(

Then he offered to have some pictures with us! Still shaking my head!

I thought after that he would kick us out or something. Guess what!! He said he wanted to take the boys to the zoo!!

Come again your Majesty? :O

So he took us to the zoo!! I have never had so much fun in a zoo in my entire miserable life!

I'm still in shock. Could someone who's so high be so humble?

God save the King.

23 July 2011

The King and I

I had dinner last night.. With no one less than His Majesty Ahmed Fouad!

He taught so much about kindness, humbleness and true love for Egypt. I'm lost for words.

Now I've got a load of positive energy to go on working for a better Egypt- enough for the rest of my life.

Viva Egypt.

20 July 2011

What Have We Done?

“Indeed, it is becoming ever more obvious that it is not famine, not earthquakes, not microbes, not cancer but man himself who is man’s greatest danger to man, for the simple reason that there is no adequate protection against psychic epidemics, which are infinitely more devastating than the worst of natural catastrophes. The supreme danger which threatens individuals as well as whole nations is a psychic danger. Reason has proved itself completely powerless, precisely because its arguments have an effect only on the conscious mind and not on the unconscious. The greatest danger of all comes from the masses, in whom the effects of the unconscious pile up cumulatively and the reasonableness of the conscious mind is stifled. Every mass organization is a latent danger just as much as a heap of dynamite is. It lets loose effects which no man wants and no man can stop. It is therefore in the highest degree desirable that a knowledge of psychology should spread so that men can understand the source of the supreme dangers that threaten them. Not by arming to the teeth, each for itself, can the nations defend themselves in the long run from the frightful catastrophes of modern war. The heaping up of arms is itself a call to war. Rather must they recognize those psychic conditions under which the unconscious [tsunami-like] bursts the dykes of consciousness and overwhelms it.”

- C. G. Jung
1875 – 1961 A Swiss psychiatrist, an influential thinker and the founder of Analytical Psychology. Jung is often considered the first modern psychologist to state that the human psyche is "by nature religious" and to explore it in depth.

17 July 2011

Divine Signs

Quran: [41:54] ❊Soon We will show them Our Signs in all parts of the earth, and among their own people until it becomes manifest to them that it is the truth. Is it not enough that thy Lord is Witness over all things?❊

Praise Allah for his divine miracles all over the hood. ;)

16 July 2011

Evolution Gone Wrong

دي ميريام فارس وهي صغيرة. طب أنا كنت أحلى منها وأنا صغيرة- ايه بقى اللي حصل في عملية النشوء والتطور؟

Geneva Calling

I can't believe it but it is really going to happen! Going royal in Geneva next weekend! God Save The King!

15 July 2011


I wish I could translate this song in English.. But no one can!

She died in 1944. They say Um Kulthom had a hand in her death out of jealousy. No wonder.

RIP, gorgeous..

The Awkward Moment When (1)

You look at someone and attempt to say: "You are the most beautiful thing ever existed in the Milky Way", before you get interrupted by them saying: "Lets' go to the circus; they will not assume you're an outsider."


11 July 2011

Time Machine

My son suddenly came to me and said he wanted to get in the time machine and see himself as a man in the future. He would see his kids and call them Frankie and Lola.



08 July 2011

Happening Now in Tahrir Square!

Egyptians won't give up on the ruling thugs. A picture worth a million words.

07 July 2011


Just been back from a Swiss integration meeting! OMG these people have taken a different path in the evolution than us. If we assume they descended from monkeys they must assume we descended from cockroaches. Jeez! Too tired to write now, especially after arriving home soaking wet- for having to run a kilometer in a rainstorm! Saw the rainbow though- and that made my day!

Chuchichaeschtli! Yeah! ++

Grandma and Sons

Same DNA. Same cells. Same love.

06 July 2011

Study: Massage Helps Treat Low Back Pain

Most Egyptians suffer from low back pain!
Researchers Say Massage Provides Pain Relief and Improves Daily Functioning!

Massage may be serious medicine, at least when it comes to treating persistent low back pain, a new study shows.

The new study randomly assigned 400 adults with moderate-to-severe low back pain lasting for at least three months to either weekly whole-body massages for relaxation, weekly massages that focused on specific muscle problems around the lower back and hips, or usual care.

People assigned to the usual care group were tracked by researchers, but they dealt with their back problems on their own. The approach could include, for instance, taking pain medications or muscle relaxants, seeing doctors or chiropractors, physical therapy, or simply not doing anything.

After 10 weeks, participants in both massage groups reported greater average improvements in pain and functioning compared to those in the usual care group. And the type of massage they received didn't seem to matter.

Daily functioning, for example, improved, on average, between 2 to 4 points on a 23-point scale. Average pain improved about 2 points on a 10-point scale.

Experts say that's a bit better than the degree of benefit that most people see from taking over-the-counter nonsteroidal anti-inflammatory drugs (NSAIDs), like ibuprofen, for low back pain.

But for a substantial minority, however, the improvements were much greater.

At the end of the 10-week intervention, 36% and 39% of patients in the massage groups said their pain was nearly or completely gone, compared to 4% in the usual care group.

P.s. That's great news. Since I'm an excellent masseuse. ;)

Article from here:

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Two dragons walk into a bar. One dragon says, "It's warm in here." The other says, "Shut your mouth."

Miss you. I wish you were here to meet G. & N. RIP.

02 July 2011

My Boy's First Dream Ever Told

"I had a dream that it was every day winter, no summer or spring or autumn.. It was always Christmas in the dream. Do you like my dream?"

As a "desert rose"; I never ever had such a dream in my life!!

Yes I do. My sweetheart.

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