Dear Diary,
Weeks passed by wana eb nafs el 7ala, in and out of the hospital every week... I kept over hearing the Doctor telling my mom I wasn't getting any better, but they still had to encourage me, and give me hope... though I know for sure I know have a 50/50 chance in living. Shaikha spent the day at my house, we had a blast
Shaikha: *Burp*
Farah: Hahahaha, weja3!
Shaikha: chub wela chna tawa you burped a bigger one
Me: *BURRRRP*
Shaikha: 3afyaaaaa taryou3aaaaa! Baaaal 3laaaaaich
The bell suddenly rang, and it was Sager... waiting for his sister to finish eating dinner
Me: ge3daaaaayy, latrou7een, taw el nas! ye3ni lazem ukhouch elmaleeq eekhareb 3laina
Shaikha: Magdar, lazem arou7... beezifny la2ana ga3d ana6ra bl 7ar
Mama: khaleeh eedish, 3adi... wetha ma retha, tell farah to go outside to talk to him
Shaikha: Khalty ra7 ee3a9eb
Mama: Nonsense, he's part of the family now.
Shaikha: Enshallah arou7 anady
So me and Shaikha, walked outside. I stayed next to the gate giving her and Sager some privacy. I can see, the anger in his eyes. He was probably more embarrassed than angry. haha, a7san. ana a3alma law ma fashalta. Both Shaikha and Sager walked in the house, Sager without even smiling or saying hi to me
Sager: Salam khalty shlounch?
Mama: Bkhair 7abeebi, and you?
Sager: el7amdellah tamam
Me: Haaa Sager laish kent m3a9eb a few minutes ago, shda3wa mataby tdesh lai hal daraja *eyebrows raised*
Sager: Laa mu 3an
And Shaikha interrupted him: eeeeh khalty law tshoufeena! Fe9al 3lay, 7saita bughait yerga3ny, ga3d egoul fashla deshay el sayara
Sager through gritted teeth: eklay tben entay weyaha la arga3 wyouhkum bl 6oufa
Me: Ha Sager ma sema3tek? Haw shfeek
Shaikha winked back at me which meant, 7ailna 3laih. Wayha 9ar a7mar, and mom started laughing
Mama: Bss a7ratjaw el walad! hahahaha, yallah ya jema3a ana badesh ghurfuty, have fun doing whatever you wanna do together.
Me and shaikha: bahahahahaahahhaha " La mu 3an" MASSKEEEN
Sager: Ana a3almch
And before he could catch Shaikha, she ran so fast, and was out of sight. It was only us
Sager: Ahaa, so I guess this is only me and you haaa
And he gave me his smile... akhhh my heart just melted
Me: haha wakher 3any
Sager: Maku
Me: Wallah a6gk
Sager: Jarbay
Me: A9lan agdar asheelk yal 3a9aya, awal mara ashouf 9bay la 3anda 3athalat wela 3anda shay
Sager: Ahaaaa.... bedaina haaaa.... ana ma 3andy 3athalat?
Me: Eeeh ma3andk
Sager: khanshouf shloun elli ma 3anda 3athalat beesheelch
Me: Saaagggerrr laaaaaa *giggle*
I took the bottle of water and poured it on top of him
Sager: Aaaaaaa7777, BAAAARED!
Me: Muahahahahaha, 3shan matjeesny
Sager: Shloun ba6la3 al7een?
Me: Take of your shirt eb the room over there, and I'll give you one of dad's old shirts
Sager: Enzain
He took a long time changing so I decided to check up on him, I knocked once, no one answered....
Me: Sager???
No answer whatsoever
Me: Saaaager??
I went in, afraid he might have got an asthma attack or something, but I found him looking at the pictures me mom had put up on the wall... He was staring at them, un aware that he was still topless. Oh my god, his body, his perfect biceps, he's so Aaaaahh. I dropped a souvenir on the floor blghala6, 6ela3 kent ga3d atsanad 3lay wana mu mstaw3eba. Umbay fashlaaaaa
Me: Umm, s-s-sorry ma kan...
And I got lost in his eyes, he came closer and closer by the second, we were dangerously close to each other, I can feel his breathe on my neck.
Sager whispering: its kind of rude to stare haha
I snapped back to reality
Me: Wai3 mn zeenk ag3ad akhzk
And just as I was gonna push him away, I just couldn't, My hand stayed there, more like froze there, on his chest. He put his hands in mine, and we just stood there. Gazing into each others eyes, speaking though our mouths weren't moving, we knew our eyes could say it all... I almost heard Sager whisper a7bch
Me: What?
Sager: e7mm... wela shay
and he quickly put his shirt back on, completely ignoring the fact of what just happened between us
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Saturday, December 22, 2012
One Step At A Time 24
Dear Diary,
My mom spent the next few weeks with her hubba Ahmed, in Maldives having the time of their lives. Me and the girls decided not to call them, to avoid any unnecessary worrying. And let them enjoy their time.
Me: Aloo
Shaikha: Hello, shlounech
Me: Im good, and you?
Shaikha: el7amdellah bkhair, tabeen tyeen baity elyoum?
Me: Sure, ma waray shay... bss esa3a cham?
Shaikha: Al7een etha tabeen
Me: But it's wakt ghada, shoufay, I'll take a shower wakel bser3a wayeelech
Shaikha: Shda3wa teghaday 3andena
Me: Fashlaa
Shaikha: La testa3be6ain, eb ttghadain 3andena, now go take a quick shower ou ta3alay
Me: Fine
I grabbed my towel, and took a shower... by the time I was done. I saw 5 missed calls from Shaikha
Me: HAAAA YAL 7ANA
Shaikha: Yaaallaaaaah! Your late
Me: yallah kany yaya, 5 min away
Shaikha: Chathaba 7adech, hahaha yallah na6reench
Me: Wait, eb netghada brou7na ana ou entay 9a7?
Shaikha: La2? The whole family weyana
Me: FASHLA
Shaikha: Hush.
I closed the phone, took my purse. and was on my way to her house... I got there, cheeks so red and hot mn el 7ar.
Shaikha: Wa2akheeeraan! Shfeeh wayhech 6uma6a
Me: La2ana wa7da 7mara ga3d t7en 3lay ayee bser3a
Shaikha: Enzain ta3alay khan a3arfech 3ala my family, Mom this is Farah, Farah this is mom... Dad this is Farah, Farah this is Dad, and of course Sager mala da3y. Already t3arfoun ba3ath
Khalty Um Sager: Ana shayfetech eb mukan? Wayhech mu ghareeb
Me: eeh khalty, yemken eb 3ers 3amy Ahmed.
Khalty Um Sager: Eeeeh 9aaaa7! Galatly Shaikha. Enzain yallah shfeech chthy, eklay.
I scanned the sefra, and my eye caught Sager. Eating like a pig lol. He looked up and saw me looking at him, his face turned red mn el fashla, and 3adal his posture, and started eating like a decent human being. I gave a low chuckle... I finished eating and went to wash my hand, Sager was using the sink next to me
Sager: Elbait elyoum mthalam
Me: Madamek mawjoud, dayman mthalam
Sager: Hatha elsanech el 6weel yabeela ga9 tadreen?
Me: La2, madre... la2ana elsanek wayed a6wal
He took a little water and splashed it on my face
Me: Ya 7maaar!
Sager: Smela 3alaich, lay6ee7 ni9ich g6ait 3laich maaay
Shaikha: SAAAAGER! Basek tt7arash feeha!
Sager: Ohoo, ou yat el maleeqa
He carried Shaikha and started spinning her around
Shaikha shrieking: Sager bsssss *chuckle* SAAAGEERRR
Sager: Goulaay sorry
Shaikha: Eykhasy
Hs started tickling her like crazy
Shaikha: Khala9.... hahaahahaha.... khalaaa9..... hahahahahah sssoooorrrryyy!
Sager: Goulaaay sorry 3amy Sager
Shaikha: Sorrrryy 3aaamy Sager
Sager: 3abaly ba3ad, yallah rou7ay stansay entay ou rfeejtch el maleeqa, 9ej el 6your 3ala ashkaleha taqa3
Shaikha: yal sakheef *pulled out her tongue*
I gave him a cold stare and mouthed I hate you to him.
His face expression changed, he looked hurt. He turned around and slammed the door of his room... wow. What was that all about?
Shaikha: Now that were done from my annoying brother tabeen nel3ab let dance bl playstation. Its where you put your legs on the colors gala 7asab the screen
Me: No shit? hahaha a3arfha... yallah
We spent hours playing this game, ma sheba3na, it was like war... ya ana afouz ya ehya. mu rathyeen enwagef ella wa7da tfouz 3al thanya. This time I chose the level expert. And I started jumping and stepping on the mat so fast, that I twisted my ankle. I laid on the ground crying with pain.
Shaikha: Farah, shfeeech?!?!
Me: Reely
Sager: Shfeeeekum!? Sh'hal 9rakh? Staghfarallah matkhaloun elwa7ed eenam
Shaikha: Reel Farah!
Sager: Shfeeha reelha?
Kan 7ada bared, en9edamt... wela hama
Shaikha: She twisted it
Sager: Okay? Mu awal ou akher wa7da she twists her ankle, khal t7e6 3laiha thalj
He looked at me and saw me crying. His eyes softened. And he just stayed there staring at me with his brown dreamy eyes.
Shaikha: SAAAGER
Sager: haaa... shnu? Eeeeh! Yeebay thalj, khanshouf reelha shfeeha
He looked at my leg, and started moving it a bit, and asking me if it hurts with every time he moves it. He pressured it in some places. He pushed hard on my leg. I quickly put my hand in attempt in pushing his away. But that kind of didn't help. My hand stayed on top of his, holding each other by our finger tips.
Shaikha: Yebtaaa!
We both flinched, and pulled our hands away
Sager: Sa3a, yal barda sa3a!
Shaikha: Shtaby kan lazem a93ad foug
Sager: 3a6eeny yaah
He put it really slowly on my leg and asked me to stay still
Sager: Rou7ay yeebay lafaf 3shan alefa 3ala reelha and tape
Shaikha: enzain
Farah: how do you know all this? Like what to do in situations like this?
Sager: I spent the last 3 years taking care of my sister. I did all the research, and took all the classes that I needed to, to make sure nothing happens to my sister wana ma3aref shasawy
Farah: thats so sweet of you
I never thought Sager could be this caring. He surprises me by the day.
Sager: Thankyou
Shaikha came and gave him the stuff. He carefully wrapped my leg up and helped me get up. I sat down on the couch, still in pain, but a lot less than before.
Sager: You'll be fine. Don't worry, bss shway matfoukha... It'll be back by normal in 2 days, just don't put weight on it.
Me: Sager
Sager: Hala
Me: Mashkour
Sager: El3afu Farah.
And he got up, and left. I just stood there staring at what used to be where he was sitting down.
My mom spent the next few weeks with her hubba Ahmed, in Maldives having the time of their lives. Me and the girls decided not to call them, to avoid any unnecessary worrying. And let them enjoy their time.
*Calling...*
Me: Aloo
Shaikha: Hello, shlounech
Me: Im good, and you?
Shaikha: el7amdellah bkhair, tabeen tyeen baity elyoum?
Me: Sure, ma waray shay... bss esa3a cham?
Shaikha: Al7een etha tabeen
Me: But it's wakt ghada, shoufay, I'll take a shower wakel bser3a wayeelech
Shaikha: Shda3wa teghaday 3andena
Me: Fashlaa
Shaikha: La testa3be6ain, eb ttghadain 3andena, now go take a quick shower ou ta3alay
Me: Fine
I grabbed my towel, and took a shower... by the time I was done. I saw 5 missed calls from Shaikha
Me: HAAAA YAL 7ANA
Shaikha: Yaaallaaaaah! Your late
Me: yallah kany yaya, 5 min away
Shaikha: Chathaba 7adech, hahaha yallah na6reench
Me: Wait, eb netghada brou7na ana ou entay 9a7?
Shaikha: La2? The whole family weyana
Me: FASHLA
Shaikha: Hush.
I closed the phone, took my purse. and was on my way to her house... I got there, cheeks so red and hot mn el 7ar.
Shaikha: Wa2akheeeraan! Shfeeh wayhech 6uma6a
Me: La2ana wa7da 7mara ga3d t7en 3lay ayee bser3a
Shaikha: Enzain ta3alay khan a3arfech 3ala my family, Mom this is Farah, Farah this is mom... Dad this is Farah, Farah this is Dad, and of course Sager mala da3y. Already t3arfoun ba3ath
Khalty Um Sager: Ana shayfetech eb mukan? Wayhech mu ghareeb
Me: eeh khalty, yemken eb 3ers 3amy Ahmed.
Khalty Um Sager: Eeeeh 9aaaa7! Galatly Shaikha. Enzain yallah shfeech chthy, eklay.
I scanned the sefra, and my eye caught Sager. Eating like a pig lol. He looked up and saw me looking at him, his face turned red mn el fashla, and 3adal his posture, and started eating like a decent human being. I gave a low chuckle... I finished eating and went to wash my hand, Sager was using the sink next to me
Sager: Elbait elyoum mthalam
Me: Madamek mawjoud, dayman mthalam
Sager: Hatha elsanech el 6weel yabeela ga9 tadreen?
Me: La2, madre... la2ana elsanek wayed a6wal
He took a little water and splashed it on my face
Me: Ya 7maaar!
Sager: Smela 3alaich, lay6ee7 ni9ich g6ait 3laich maaay
Shaikha: SAAAAGER! Basek tt7arash feeha!
Sager: Ohoo, ou yat el maleeqa
He carried Shaikha and started spinning her around
Shaikha shrieking: Sager bsssss *chuckle* SAAAGEERRR
Sager: Goulaay sorry
Shaikha: Eykhasy
Hs started tickling her like crazy
Shaikha: Khala9.... hahaahahaha.... khalaaa9..... hahahahahah sssoooorrrryyy!
Sager: Goulaaay sorry 3amy Sager
Shaikha: Sorrrryy 3aaamy Sager
Sager: 3abaly ba3ad, yallah rou7ay stansay entay ou rfeejtch el maleeqa, 9ej el 6your 3ala ashkaleha taqa3
Shaikha: yal sakheef *pulled out her tongue*
I gave him a cold stare and mouthed I hate you to him.
His face expression changed, he looked hurt. He turned around and slammed the door of his room... wow. What was that all about?
Shaikha: Now that were done from my annoying brother tabeen nel3ab let dance bl playstation. Its where you put your legs on the colors gala 7asab the screen
Me: No shit? hahaha a3arfha... yallah
We spent hours playing this game, ma sheba3na, it was like war... ya ana afouz ya ehya. mu rathyeen enwagef ella wa7da tfouz 3al thanya. This time I chose the level expert. And I started jumping and stepping on the mat so fast, that I twisted my ankle. I laid on the ground crying with pain.
Shaikha: Farah, shfeeech?!?!
Me: Reely
Sager: Shfeeeekum!? Sh'hal 9rakh? Staghfarallah matkhaloun elwa7ed eenam
Shaikha: Reel Farah!
Sager: Shfeeha reelha?
Kan 7ada bared, en9edamt... wela hama
Shaikha: She twisted it
Sager: Okay? Mu awal ou akher wa7da she twists her ankle, khal t7e6 3laiha thalj
He looked at me and saw me crying. His eyes softened. And he just stayed there staring at me with his brown dreamy eyes.
Shaikha: SAAAGER
Sager: haaa... shnu? Eeeeh! Yeebay thalj, khanshouf reelha shfeeha
He looked at my leg, and started moving it a bit, and asking me if it hurts with every time he moves it. He pressured it in some places. He pushed hard on my leg. I quickly put my hand in attempt in pushing his away. But that kind of didn't help. My hand stayed on top of his, holding each other by our finger tips.
Shaikha: Yebtaaa!
We both flinched, and pulled our hands away
Sager: Sa3a, yal barda sa3a!
Shaikha: Shtaby kan lazem a93ad foug
Sager: 3a6eeny yaah
He put it really slowly on my leg and asked me to stay still
Sager: Rou7ay yeebay lafaf 3shan alefa 3ala reelha and tape
Shaikha: enzain
Farah: how do you know all this? Like what to do in situations like this?
Sager: I spent the last 3 years taking care of my sister. I did all the research, and took all the classes that I needed to, to make sure nothing happens to my sister wana ma3aref shasawy
Farah: thats so sweet of you
I never thought Sager could be this caring. He surprises me by the day.
Sager: Thankyou
Shaikha came and gave him the stuff. He carefully wrapped my leg up and helped me get up. I sat down on the couch, still in pain, but a lot less than before.
Sager: You'll be fine. Don't worry, bss shway matfoukha... It'll be back by normal in 2 days, just don't put weight on it.
Me: Sager
Sager: Hala
Me: Mashkour
Sager: El3afu Farah.
And he got up, and left. I just stood there staring at what used to be where he was sitting down.
Monday, December 10, 2012
One Step At A Time 23
Dear Diary,
The chemotherapy sessions kept coming, and my hair kept falling... I spent my days in the hospital with Shaikha making sure I don't bump into her brother Sager. Days, weeks, and almost a month passed by, and by that time. My hair all disappeared, it was just me and my bald head. I covered my head with a turban whenever I went out. It was too embarrassing to be seen like this. I looked too ugly, I had to ersem 7wajby al7een, so much for the days where they were thick and marsoumeen. Haha. Chick boom I woke up with my mom announcing that today was her Melcha/3ers... Was it that fast?!
Mama: Yallah ge3day mn el noum yal 7lwa, 3ersy elyoum!
Life plans things in such unexpected ways, in such surprising ways. It's a jumble of irony. Rather than one of my sisters getting married, it's my mom. But that's what makes life beautiful, everything surprises you, it might be something good, it might be something bad, but at the end they both teach you something valuable in life. To cherish every second you go through.
Me: *Yawn* Yallah mama, kany al7een agoum just let me estaw3eb wats happening
Mama: Yallahhhhhh, its 1:00 ou we have to go to the Salon, we have a lot of things to do, hair, makeup etc.
Mom paused for a second and realized that she said the word "hair" and well... I sort of don't have hair.
Mama: Im so sorry 7beebti wallah ma kan qa9dy
Me: Mom shfeech? Umbay tara wallah 3adi, why are you guys making a big deal about me not having hair, just imagine that I shaved it all off on my willing.
Mama: 3shan agtlch
And she started tickling me till I woke up and ran all the way to the bathroom
We spent our day getting ready in the Salon, I of course finished the first seeing that there was no hair to be done, I sat there waiting for them, watching the women doing their hair into all kind of up do's. I envied them, but then started estaghfering raby, and e7meding him for all the ne3ams I have... 4 hours passed and FINALLY it was time for the 3ers. Me and my sisters helped mom with wearing her wedding gown, and put on the final touches. She looked, simply. Breathe taking. We had to leave mom for a while so we could salem 3ala the guests, and who did I see between the crowd of women dancing like gypsies? SHAIKHA! I couldn't believe my eyes, I went to her and gave her a hug mn wara
Shaikha: Farah? What are you doing here?!
Me: Its my mom's wedding! What are you doing here?!
Shaikha: Its my uncle's wedding! Omg the coincidence! Kuwait 7adha 9gheera!
Me: Uffff 7aadhaaaa!
Me and Shaikha, spent the next hour dancing and laughing... Up until they announced it was time for my mom to walk in, She slowly walked her way down the aisle, with over 200 pairs of eyes staring at her, analyzing her every move. She looked absolutely flawless, with her white skin and her dark brown hair, all up in a up do, showing her perfect collar bones. My eyes met her's and she was tearing up, and a tear escaped her eye. For once, I actually saw my mom crying... tears of joy. She made me start crying too, it was just too touching. A while later it was time for the men to walk in, The me3res aka Ahmed came in all handsome looking with his bisht, but no one caught my eye except Sager, he came in looking ever so manly, eyes seeda wela eltefat. I could feel the girls looking at him, and some of them started "accidentally" dropping there 3abayas, showing some cleavage, the cheapness...
Mom had trouble with her dress, so I went up and helped her adjust it, Sager looked at me, eyes bulging. He then realized how hard he was staring at looked down... I really had to go to the loo so I made my way outside the ballroom and all the way to the bathroom. On my way, a guy was screaming a few meters away saying
...: ANA AWAL OU AKHER WA7ED YAKHTHECH BL7ALAL!! WAINECH YA 7MARA WAINECH?!?!
I suddenly realized who that person was, it was my father! I ran my way towards him, spreading my arms trying to keep him from going in the ball room, he wasn't going to ruin my mom's day. He twisted my arm, and I cried in pain.
Sager: HEDHA!!! GELTLEK HEDHA!
Sager grabbed him from his shirt and threw him on the wall, calling the security with the top of his lungs, his eyes raging from anger, his face as red as blood. The security took him with baba yelling and screaming barely on his feet, as always... he was drunk
Sager: MNU HATHA!!!!
Me: Sager hady, shfeek m3a9eb
I held his shoulder trying to calm him down, he suddenly realized how mad he was and slowly calmed down
Sager: Im sorry, la ou ts2leeny ba3ad? Sheftay shloun maskech?! Mnu hatha mn9ejy farah, ou shnu kan yaby mnech?
Me: th-th-thats my father, or at least thats what written on my birth certificate, bss ana ma3teref eb wejouda
Sager: Farah 3aib shhal kalam hatha ubouch
Me: You don't know anything about him. Ma atsharaf eni asameeh ubouy
Sager: Khala9 khala9, khan9ek el salfa... ta3alay entay shyaybech mny?
Me: Sheft the bride?
Sager: Eeeh
Me: Hathy umy
Sager: 7elfay?! Shakelha 9gheera, matshabhech! Ehya 7elwa, entay laish 6al3a chthy 3ouya hahahah
Me: Ayal 7mar ana 3ouya, ma sheft nafsek ma3a wayhek m7asesny enta elli kelesh
Sager: A9lan ana jameeeeeel, mazyoouuuun... look
And he started walking the cat walk walk, smiling and waving at the imaginary crowd
Me: weja3, ya sekhfek
Sager: ye3ni you can do it any better mathalan?
Me: Hell yes!
I started imitating his walk, I accidentally stepped on my 3abaya and it fell down, Sager quickly looked away. As I leaned down and took my 3abaya and put it on
Sager: *whispering* jameela
Me: Shnu gelt?
Sager: ga3d agoul, sheefa weye3yath bella
Me: Malat ella malat
I walked my way back to the ballroom but Sager held my hand
Sager: Dgeega ne6ray
Me: shtaby?
Sager: Lai hal daraja eehimich rayee? *raising his eyebrows in a teasing way*
Me: Sheft lman there's no man on earth ella enta?
Sager: yeah?
Me: Even then, rayek mara7 eehimny
Sager: Enzain, tara you look beautiful.
I blushed and walked my way to the ballroom completely ignoring the fact that he just complimented me. I found my mom and Ahmed dancing to the song Locked out of Heaven- Bruno Mars, seeing that everyone went home by now, we all joined in, dancing to the playlist I had on my iPod " Jam Time"
The chemotherapy sessions kept coming, and my hair kept falling... I spent my days in the hospital with Shaikha making sure I don't bump into her brother Sager. Days, weeks, and almost a month passed by, and by that time. My hair all disappeared, it was just me and my bald head. I covered my head with a turban whenever I went out. It was too embarrassing to be seen like this. I looked too ugly, I had to ersem 7wajby al7een, so much for the days where they were thick and marsoumeen. Haha. Chick boom I woke up with my mom announcing that today was her Melcha/3ers... Was it that fast?!
Mama: Yallah ge3day mn el noum yal 7lwa, 3ersy elyoum!
Life plans things in such unexpected ways, in such surprising ways. It's a jumble of irony. Rather than one of my sisters getting married, it's my mom. But that's what makes life beautiful, everything surprises you, it might be something good, it might be something bad, but at the end they both teach you something valuable in life. To cherish every second you go through.
Me: *Yawn* Yallah mama, kany al7een agoum just let me estaw3eb wats happening
Mama: Yallahhhhhh, its 1:00 ou we have to go to the Salon, we have a lot of things to do, hair, makeup etc.
Mom paused for a second and realized that she said the word "hair" and well... I sort of don't have hair.
Mama: Im so sorry 7beebti wallah ma kan qa9dy
Me: Mom shfeech? Umbay tara wallah 3adi, why are you guys making a big deal about me not having hair, just imagine that I shaved it all off on my willing.
Mama: 3shan agtlch
And she started tickling me till I woke up and ran all the way to the bathroom
We spent our day getting ready in the Salon, I of course finished the first seeing that there was no hair to be done, I sat there waiting for them, watching the women doing their hair into all kind of up do's. I envied them, but then started estaghfering raby, and e7meding him for all the ne3ams I have... 4 hours passed and FINALLY it was time for the 3ers. Me and my sisters helped mom with wearing her wedding gown, and put on the final touches. She looked, simply. Breathe taking. We had to leave mom for a while so we could salem 3ala the guests, and who did I see between the crowd of women dancing like gypsies? SHAIKHA! I couldn't believe my eyes, I went to her and gave her a hug mn wara
Shaikha: Farah? What are you doing here?!
Me: Its my mom's wedding! What are you doing here?!
Shaikha: Its my uncle's wedding! Omg the coincidence! Kuwait 7adha 9gheera!
Me: Uffff 7aadhaaaa!
Me and Shaikha, spent the next hour dancing and laughing... Up until they announced it was time for my mom to walk in, She slowly walked her way down the aisle, with over 200 pairs of eyes staring at her, analyzing her every move. She looked absolutely flawless, with her white skin and her dark brown hair, all up in a up do, showing her perfect collar bones. My eyes met her's and she was tearing up, and a tear escaped her eye. For once, I actually saw my mom crying... tears of joy. She made me start crying too, it was just too touching. A while later it was time for the men to walk in, The me3res aka Ahmed came in all handsome looking with his bisht, but no one caught my eye except Sager, he came in looking ever so manly, eyes seeda wela eltefat. I could feel the girls looking at him, and some of them started "accidentally" dropping there 3abayas, showing some cleavage, the cheapness...
Mom had trouble with her dress, so I went up and helped her adjust it, Sager looked at me, eyes bulging. He then realized how hard he was staring at looked down... I really had to go to the loo so I made my way outside the ballroom and all the way to the bathroom. On my way, a guy was screaming a few meters away saying
...: ANA AWAL OU AKHER WA7ED YAKHTHECH BL7ALAL!! WAINECH YA 7MARA WAINECH?!?!
I suddenly realized who that person was, it was my father! I ran my way towards him, spreading my arms trying to keep him from going in the ball room, he wasn't going to ruin my mom's day. He twisted my arm, and I cried in pain.
Sager: HEDHA!!! GELTLEK HEDHA!
Sager grabbed him from his shirt and threw him on the wall, calling the security with the top of his lungs, his eyes raging from anger, his face as red as blood. The security took him with baba yelling and screaming barely on his feet, as always... he was drunk
Sager: MNU HATHA!!!!
Me: Sager hady, shfeek m3a9eb
I held his shoulder trying to calm him down, he suddenly realized how mad he was and slowly calmed down
Sager: Im sorry, la ou ts2leeny ba3ad? Sheftay shloun maskech?! Mnu hatha mn9ejy farah, ou shnu kan yaby mnech?
Me: th-th-thats my father, or at least thats what written on my birth certificate, bss ana ma3teref eb wejouda
Sager: Farah 3aib shhal kalam hatha ubouch
Me: You don't know anything about him. Ma atsharaf eni asameeh ubouy
Sager: Khala9 khala9, khan9ek el salfa... ta3alay entay shyaybech mny?
Me: Sheft the bride?
Sager: Eeeh
Me: Hathy umy
Sager: 7elfay?! Shakelha 9gheera, matshabhech! Ehya 7elwa, entay laish 6al3a chthy 3ouya hahahah
Me: Ayal 7mar ana 3ouya, ma sheft nafsek ma3a wayhek m7asesny enta elli kelesh
Sager: A9lan ana jameeeeeel, mazyoouuuun... look
And he started walking the cat walk walk, smiling and waving at the imaginary crowd
Me: weja3, ya sekhfek
Sager: ye3ni you can do it any better mathalan?
Me: Hell yes!
I started imitating his walk, I accidentally stepped on my 3abaya and it fell down, Sager quickly looked away. As I leaned down and took my 3abaya and put it on
Sager: *whispering* jameela
Me: Shnu gelt?
Sager: ga3d agoul, sheefa weye3yath bella
Me: Malat ella malat
I walked my way back to the ballroom but Sager held my hand
Sager: Dgeega ne6ray
Me: shtaby?
Sager: Lai hal daraja eehimich rayee? *raising his eyebrows in a teasing way*
Me: Sheft lman there's no man on earth ella enta?
Sager: yeah?
Me: Even then, rayek mara7 eehimny
Sager: Enzain, tara you look beautiful.
I blushed and walked my way to the ballroom completely ignoring the fact that he just complimented me. I found my mom and Ahmed dancing to the song Locked out of Heaven- Bruno Mars, seeing that everyone went home by now, we all joined in, dancing to the playlist I had on my iPod " Jam Time"
Friday, November 30, 2012
One Step At A Time 22
Dear Diary,
I kept taking monthly doses of chemotherapy. Every session was worse than the other. I actually had company with me today, a young girl named Shaikha, she was 13 years old, she was a sweet person. She was bald with no hair whatsoever, not on her face, wela on her head. But surprisingly, that didn't bother her.
Shaikha: Men meta wentay eb hal 7ala?
Me: A few months
Shaikha: embayen your a newbie
Me: Shadarach?
Shaikha: Cause unlike me, your hair is still here.
Me: Laish entay shkether 9arlech
Shaikha: 2 years in counting, it just never seems to fade away
Me: Enzain lets talk about something else, something fun!
Shaikha: Hahaha okay!
And we kept talking for the next 2 hours till the session was over. And it was time for us to leave. I was waiting for the driver to come pick me up, what took him so long? Shaikha called her brother and told him to come a little late seeing that she wouldn't leave me here all alone. 15 min later and the driver still didn't arrive.
Shaikha: tabeen age6ech el bait?
Me: Laaa laaa, ka al7een elsayeg beyee
Shaikha: tg9een 3ala mnu, you've been saying that for the past 30 min, yallah mu bkaifch get your stuff ana badeg gala ukhouy wagoula eyeee
I took my stuff and waited till ekhouha yah and got in the car
Shaikha: khan a3arfech 3ala ukhouy
And her brother turned around and it was HIM!! God have mercy! Lai meta, me and him started laughing our asses off, this was too ironic
Shaikha: haw shfeekum? Did I miss something?
Me: No, you didn't miss anything
Shaikha: You know my brother?
...: Lel2asaf eeh a3arfha
Shaikha: Laish tgoul lel asaf ya 7mar
Me: Mind me, but I have never met a more annoying brother like yours
...: eee7a9elech 3ad
Shaikha: Sager, Farah! Shfeekum?
Me: Hahahaha nothing
Sager: Kelesh nothing ha??
Shaikha: Next time we have chemo betgouleenly elsalfa
Sager's face turned pale. He just realized that I was in a hospital that treated cancer.
Sager: Farah? You have cancer?
Shaikha: Laaa yal 9aida 3yal laish kanat weyay.
Me: Yes
Sager's POV
I kept taking monthly doses of chemotherapy. Every session was worse than the other. I actually had company with me today, a young girl named Shaikha, she was 13 years old, she was a sweet person. She was bald with no hair whatsoever, not on her face, wela on her head. But surprisingly, that didn't bother her.
Shaikha: Men meta wentay eb hal 7ala?
Me: A few months
Shaikha: embayen your a newbie
Me: Shadarach?
Shaikha: Cause unlike me, your hair is still here.
Me: Laish entay shkether 9arlech
Shaikha: 2 years in counting, it just never seems to fade away
Me: Enzain lets talk about something else, something fun!
Shaikha: Hahaha okay!
And we kept talking for the next 2 hours till the session was over. And it was time for us to leave. I was waiting for the driver to come pick me up, what took him so long? Shaikha called her brother and told him to come a little late seeing that she wouldn't leave me here all alone. 15 min later and the driver still didn't arrive.
Shaikha: tabeen age6ech el bait?
Me: Laaa laaa, ka al7een elsayeg beyee
Shaikha: tg9een 3ala mnu, you've been saying that for the past 30 min, yallah mu bkaifch get your stuff ana badeg gala ukhouy wagoula eyeee
I took my stuff and waited till ekhouha yah and got in the car
Shaikha: khan a3arfech 3ala ukhouy
And her brother turned around and it was HIM!! God have mercy! Lai meta, me and him started laughing our asses off, this was too ironic
Shaikha: haw shfeekum? Did I miss something?
Me: No, you didn't miss anything
Shaikha: You know my brother?
...: Lel2asaf eeh a3arfha
Shaikha: Laish tgoul lel asaf ya 7mar
Me: Mind me, but I have never met a more annoying brother like yours
...: eee7a9elech 3ad
Shaikha: Sager, Farah! Shfeekum?
Me: Hahahaha nothing
Sager: Kelesh nothing ha??
Shaikha: Next time we have chemo betgouleenly elsalfa
Sager's face turned pale. He just realized that I was in a hospital that treated cancer.
Sager: Farah? You have cancer?
Shaikha: Laaa yal 9aida 3yal laish kanat weyay.
Me: Yes
Sager's POV
I remembered the day when I bumped into her in the hospital, and when she was forced to sleep in a hospital in Dubai, and how much she got affected when Wahab died. It all made sense, why was I so stupid, all the signs were right in front of me, and I never realized it, we both knew we had a lot we wanted to say, bss we couldn't la2ana shaikha was here. The second me and Farah are alone, Im gonna confront her. Why didn't she tell me?
Back to Farah's POV
I remembered when I bumped into him in the hospital, and how much he understood me when it came to Wahab. I can't believe ma galy ena his sister had cancer, he had a lot of explaining to do, But why didn't he tell me?
I went back home and started combing my hair, it was so kesha... Suddenly strands of my hair started falling on the ground. It kept getting more khafeef everyday. I was worried that by the end of this month, and by the time mom's wedding occurs, I would be well, hairless. I took the hair and throwed it in the garbage, hiding it with a bunch of tissues on top of it, I didn't want anyone to know that I was loosing my hair. The attention I had was over bearing.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
One Step At A Time 21
Dear Diary,
I went back to Kuwait, with my family and friends greeting me in the airport. Shahad and Noura ran into me giving me the most bone crushing hug.
Shahad: We missed you so much!!
Noura: Eeeeh, umbay 6afech wayed wayed?
Shahad: OOOSSH SEKTAAAY!!
Me: Haw shelsalfa?
Shahad: Malat 3laich, 7aljech hatha mat3arfeen tsdeena! YUMAA BENTECH GALAT ENA FEEH SHAY
Mom gave Noura a hit on a head, and turned to me and smiled
Noura: Ouch.
Shahad: Chub testahlain
Mama: Hala 7beebti, how was your vacation
Me: So Much for a vacation bss el7amdellah... enzain shelsalfa! Goulouly, ma7eb chthy
Mama: well... I kind of, got engaged
Me: WHAAAAAATTTT!!! MNUUU?? METAAA?? LAISHH MA GELTEELY???
Mama: Remember lam an gelteely that Im gonna find my prince charming eb hal 3ers specifically? Well I did, I was once a married man, then allah yer7amha murta matat while giving birth, and so did the child. He's been a widow ever since. Akbar mny in a year and he comes from a good family. I got everyone's approval on this, Im just waiting for yours 3shan namlech sometime in the next month. We wanna do it fast just in case your dad decides to make a riot.
Me: Mom are you kidding? Im more than just okay with this! GO FOR IT!!! Im so happy for you!
I was more than happy for my mom, finally I can see my mom smile, and actually mean it. For once in years, she would have someone to sleep next to, without feeling lonely every now and then
I went back to Kuwait, with my family and friends greeting me in the airport. Shahad and Noura ran into me giving me the most bone crushing hug.
Shahad: We missed you so much!!
Noura: Eeeeh, umbay 6afech wayed wayed?
Shahad: OOOSSH SEKTAAAY!!
Me: Haw shelsalfa?
Shahad: Malat 3laich, 7aljech hatha mat3arfeen tsdeena! YUMAA BENTECH GALAT ENA FEEH SHAY
Mom gave Noura a hit on a head, and turned to me and smiled
Noura: Ouch.
Shahad: Chub testahlain
Mama: Hala 7beebti, how was your vacation
Me: So Much for a vacation bss el7amdellah... enzain shelsalfa! Goulouly, ma7eb chthy
Mama: well... I kind of, got engaged
Me: WHAAAAAATTTT!!! MNUUU?? METAAA?? LAISHH MA GELTEELY???
Mama: Remember lam an gelteely that Im gonna find my prince charming eb hal 3ers specifically? Well I did, I was once a married man, then allah yer7amha murta matat while giving birth, and so did the child. He's been a widow ever since. Akbar mny in a year and he comes from a good family. I got everyone's approval on this, Im just waiting for yours 3shan namlech sometime in the next month. We wanna do it fast just in case your dad decides to make a riot.
Me: Mom are you kidding? Im more than just okay with this! GO FOR IT!!! Im so happy for you!
I was more than happy for my mom, finally I can see my mom smile, and actually mean it. For once in years, she would have someone to sleep next to, without feeling lonely every now and then
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