2014
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" t3alay salmay 3ala faisal by6la3 al7en "
My mom's words rung through my head. My heart started to accelearate. My entire world started spinning. I tried to calm myself but nothing was working. I watched myself in the mirror. It was like my face has encountered a ghost. I brushed my fingers through my hair and i told myself to hold it together. I made my way down the stairs, i counted the steps carefully, and they ended until number 8. I saw my mother hugging my brother tightly, her tears smudging his shirt. My brother looked sad too, he was on the urge of crying, but he held it in. "Derbalik 3ala nafsik 7abebe wa dig 3alaina awal ma to9al "
" inshallah "
" wa la tinsa 9alatilkk"
" inshallah youma lat7aten "
I started approaching them, and my brother's smile lite up. He pulled me into a tight hug. " la tishtagaylee wayed"
" you wish " i punched him slightly .
"Dzele kil el ashya2 ely tabenha 3shan ayebhum weyay ib christmas "
Christmas is 5 months away. How can i wait all that time.
" shukran" i smiled fakely.
My brother and mom walked outside to say their final goodbyes and i followed them. A guy got out of the car, he was tall, and his eyes matched his soul, innocent, sweet and pure. He ran his fingers through his hair, and he cleared his voice before speaking.
" salam 3laaikum 5altee shlonich "
" wa 3alaikum salam, shlonik jassim shlon omik wa obook inshallah b5air "
" wallah kilena zaynenn el 7mdillah "
" salim 3layhumm wa derbalik 3ala walaydee shedo 7aylkum bl derasa wa latlhoon nafskum ib ashya2 tafha "
" allah iysalmich yo9al inshallah wa lat7ateen 5alte "
His eyes finally landed on mine. And he looked away before they would understand. The tears were on the edge of my eyes. This was unfair. I shouldnt be standing here watching him leave without saying or doing anything. All of me, wanted to hug him before he took off, but i couldnt. He said 2 last words to me before leaving.
" shlonich lujain "
" el 7mdillah "
And they were gone.
If ur wondering on how it all started. We go way back. Way way back.
2013 ( 1 year ago )
Faisal : rab3ee byon 3nde 5al rb3ich iyon yom thane
Me: faisal la tista3b6 ana 3azmathum min last week, inta mita 3zamthum, elyomm, fa i win u lose.
Faisal : cham 3omrich intay yal yahel. Latbchen 3laina bs
Me: latkalmnee chithee. Tadren shlon badig 3ala mama al7een wa ra7 agolha inik ma wagaft tad5een.
Faisal: ghabeya intay
He snatched my phone.
Faisal: 5ala9 shofay, i7na ib nig3ad bara wa intay wa rab3ich el mela8 g3daw da5el okay? Intaw lat6l3on wa i7na ma indish.
Me: min 7alat rab3ik 3ad kil wa7ad ajkar min el thane.
I walked in my room before faisal said another comment. I texted my friends to come over in an hour, and since my brother is here too, we wont have much freedom to stay out as much as we want. Hes the over protective brother unforchantely. It does get annoying, but i get where its coming from. Since my dad passed away a long time ago, there is no man in the house except for my brother and he mad sure he covered up for my dad's space so we can feel secure and he did a pretty good job. I do look up to him for inspiration and i love him even though we fight alot. And by alot i mean every hour if not more.
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" t3alay salmay 3ala faisal by6la3 al7en "
My mom's words rung through my head. My heart started to accelearate. My entire world started spinning. I tried to calm myself but nothing was working. I watched myself in the mirror. It was like my face has encountered a ghost. I brushed my fingers through my hair and i told myself to hold it together. I made my way down the stairs, i counted the steps carefully, and they ended until number 8. I saw my mother hugging my brother tightly, her tears smudging his shirt. My brother looked sad too, he was on the urge of crying, but he held it in. "Derbalik 3ala nafsik 7abebe wa dig 3alaina awal ma to9al "
" inshallah "
" wa la tinsa 9alatilkk"
" inshallah youma lat7aten "
I started approaching them, and my brother's smile lite up. He pulled me into a tight hug. " la tishtagaylee wayed"
" you wish " i punched him slightly .
"Dzele kil el ashya2 ely tabenha 3shan ayebhum weyay ib christmas "
Christmas is 5 months away. How can i wait all that time.
" shukran" i smiled fakely.
My brother and mom walked outside to say their final goodbyes and i followed them. A guy got out of the car, he was tall, and his eyes matched his soul, innocent, sweet and pure. He ran his fingers through his hair, and he cleared his voice before speaking.
" salam 3laaikum 5altee shlonich "
" wa 3alaikum salam, shlonik jassim shlon omik wa obook inshallah b5air "
" wallah kilena zaynenn el 7mdillah "
" salim 3layhumm wa derbalik 3ala walaydee shedo 7aylkum bl derasa wa latlhoon nafskum ib ashya2 tafha "
" allah iysalmich yo9al inshallah wa lat7ateen 5alte "
His eyes finally landed on mine. And he looked away before they would understand. The tears were on the edge of my eyes. This was unfair. I shouldnt be standing here watching him leave without saying or doing anything. All of me, wanted to hug him before he took off, but i couldnt. He said 2 last words to me before leaving.
" shlonich lujain "
" el 7mdillah "
And they were gone.
If ur wondering on how it all started. We go way back. Way way back.
2013 ( 1 year ago )
Faisal : rab3ee byon 3nde 5al rb3ich iyon yom thane
Me: faisal la tista3b6 ana 3azmathum min last week, inta mita 3zamthum, elyomm, fa i win u lose.
Faisal : cham 3omrich intay yal yahel. Latbchen 3laina bs
Me: latkalmnee chithee. Tadren shlon badig 3ala mama al7een wa ra7 agolha inik ma wagaft tad5een.
Faisal: ghabeya intay
He snatched my phone.
Faisal: 5ala9 shofay, i7na ib nig3ad bara wa intay wa rab3ich el mela8 g3daw da5el okay? Intaw lat6l3on wa i7na ma indish.
Me: min 7alat rab3ik 3ad kil wa7ad ajkar min el thane.
I walked in my room before faisal said another comment. I texted my friends to come over in an hour, and since my brother is here too, we wont have much freedom to stay out as much as we want. Hes the over protective brother unforchantely. It does get annoying, but i get where its coming from. Since my dad passed away a long time ago, there is no man in the house except for my brother and he mad sure he covered up for my dad's space so we can feel secure and he did a pretty good job. I do look up to him for inspiration and i love him even though we fight alot. And by alot i mean every hour if not more.
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