هنا، ألوذ في هدأة هذا الليل براحةٍ من قيظ النّهار. هنا، أحوك في الفكر خواطر، وأولّد على الشّفة بنات. هنا، ابتسامات حنين ترجّع صدى طفولةٍ نائية، وقصص حبّ طواها الزّمن. هنا، حلمٌ بغدٍ أجمل
السبت، أيلول ٢٣، ٢٠٠٦
أريج غُربة
ولمّا سألني عن حبّي الأوّل، أدركتُ أنّني لم أعد أذكر تضاريس وجهك... وأنّ كتفك لو اصطدمت صدفةً بكتفي، لالتفتُّ إليك وسط جموع المتسوّقين، ومنحتك ابتسامةً معتذرة... لأسرعتُ الخطى كي أخطف ذاك الفستان الأحمر في الواجهة، وأنا لا أدري أنّني، ذات يومٍ، كنت قد وشوشت لوردةٍ، تشبه هذي، عن حروف اسمك.
ولمّا سألني عن حبّي الأوّل، ابتسمتُ وقلت عيونك الزّرق لون طيشي.
ولمّا سألني، نبشتُ اسمك من زمنٍ آخر وأغلقت على الوردة المتفتّحة أناملي.
is it because he is too overwhealming for you to remember anything in the past? too intense, you lost your memory of things... and people? if this is the case, then enjoy this moment. Otherwise... don't ever forget anything! no matter how bad you think it was.
HI EVE .. once i read a qoute saying : forgive your enemies but never forget there names !!
no .. i am not saying here that the past love returns to be an enemy after that !!, but i am saying this just as a hint in relations ,
u know eve its not about the first love ,its about real love when its from the heart. we always pretend that its gone the feelings of the past love , but suddenly it returns even for seconds to shread the whole into fragile pieces , even if we pretend to forget we'll remember :P ((ya3 tekon el 3afyeh !!))
Eve, Oscar Wilde once said:"Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead."
After the beautiful post, I ask you keep your first love in ur heart even if the physical image was lost in the traffic of memories. First love is the small bud that blooms to be your current and everlasting one.
sa3be el wa7ad yensa kel shi 100%. bnshouf ktir w bnlta2a b nes ktir, w yemkin yro7o w yeflou, bas ra7 yeb2o zekra mkhabeye b keteb el nesyen... bntzakaron b eshya basita yemkin tmro2 b 7ayetna. aw tmro2 b a7lemna...
_z. it's like when Fairuz sang "bass halla2 ma betzakkar shakel wijjak.. bass bezkor addeish kan alif" those words started to make sense aktar after that. what you said can be true, maybe it's a subconscious thing, and maybe because it's just not that important after all.
Feras, i wouldnt call anyone an ennemy in this case. it's just life; you go through different phases, and with each new one, you feel like you've never lived the old one before; that you don't recognize the person that you were five or six years ago.
Hashem, ma 2eltelleh shu ra2yak bil soura :) ?
Anonymous, It has the savor of impulsiveness and sweet foolishness. first loves are always like that, they remind you of what you're not anymore; and maybe that's why you have to forget about them. btw, you need to start naming yourself, my anonymous commentor :)
Nado, maybe i forgot the face but i surely havent forgotten the feeling and that's what counts. thank you :)
Mar, yes, it makes u sometimes wonder when the face completely disappeared, and would u have done anything about it, or just let it go? weird feeling..
RE : ((((((MY FIRST LOVE )))))) I think that I saw her … She looked gorgeous, more than ever before .. I shuffled , the time stopped for a second ,memories passed by so quick Wanted to shout by her name,or to turn my head to the other side which to pick ?? She looks different ,or the time made me forget her character details She didn’t notice me ,didn’t feel me ,cuz am from the past . Walk in peace ,continue your way I wont stop you The times when you used to sleep tight next to me ran away Both we are strangers now ,hope that you are satisfied .!!
Hi Eve yes3ed aw2atak habibte ,Ramadan Mubarak 3al jami3 enshallah :)w kel sene w ento bi 1000 kheir lama 2rit ur poste ballashet es2al 7ale ,eza ana fe3lan nsit el7ob el awal w ejet 3a bele gheniyet julia (el70b el awal ) sar albe youja3ne ktir w z3elet 3a 7ale deyman el benet bi awal tajerbe lama tefshal betsir tloum 7ala w ted7ak 3a 7ala enna nesyet w ma t2azet w eno alba maftou7 ktir 3al 7ayet w ma fi shi bihemma bas wen el 7a2i2a men kel haydol ma 7ada bya3ref 7atta hiye ma bta3ref eza ra7 terja3 t7eb metel awal marra 7abet aw eza ra7 terja3 ten7abb metel awal marra enshallah ma 7ada youja3o albo w enshallah kel el nes y3isho bi 7ob w 3ala 7ob metel ma lezem w a7san :)
Yay, ya Eve! I think you stole the words from my heart-mind (and perhaps everybody's) and gave them better shape than I could ever articulate! The obsolescence of those things that once meant so much to us, the full circle: from strangers to strangers…
It reminded me of that passage from Kundera’s “The Book of Laughter and Forgetting” where the protagonist is describing how, over time, she forgot the features of her dead husband, how the details of his face started to blur and dissolve until there was nothing there but a generic face that could have been anyone’s…
that is so real as Mirvat said when you are asked about your 1st love im not sure there is much after that other than repeating steps & changing faces trying to avoide the past mistakes & hoping to forget everyday
is it because he is too overwhealming for you to remember anything in the past?
too intense, you lost your memory of things... and people?
if this is the case, then enjoy this moment. Otherwise... don't ever forget anything! no matter how bad you think it was.
nice post eve... kal 3adah.