Month: December 2025

Just writing

Pride Comes Before The Fall

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Do you believe in this moral?

I hope you will keep reading, even if you don’t.

But, I do.

Do you know why?

Here’s why…

Because pompous people are too blind to see anything and anyone but themselves.

They walk the darkest roads, convinced they are the light.

They build vast empire, believing they will last forever, into infinity.

They accumulate wealth and make fortunes, believing that they will never taste need or misery.

They look down on others, convinced that they are the superior, the supreme.

And they hate truth, evade it, and believe they are right even though they know they are wrong.

But…

Dark roads are dangerous, full of humps, holes, and perhaps even a massive trench. And fake light doesn’t give good light. Fake light doesn’t guide. Fake light doesn’t last.

That’s a pompous fall.

Empires may be vast in shape, in power, in wealth. But, before these empires, there were other great empires. All becomes history, and history teaches us we that the greatest empires can vanish in the blink of an eye.

Another pompous fall.

Do wealth and fortune guarantee true happiness or only the hollow repetition of the name without living its meaning? The pompous crave genuine happiness, dream of it, but what they grab is nothing more than the word itself.

Another fall.

Doesn’t it happen that the very ones the pompous looks down on, may one day become their keepers, their leaders, and perhaps even their partners? The tables turn.

Another fall.

Truth is objective, but the pompous makes it subjective.  They miscalculate, misuse, and misjudge, intentionally. Then, instead of admitting their mistake, they raise their heads high, puff their chests, and announce that anything is possible. So, 2+2 can be five, or even ten if they think so. But, truth walks its own path, and survives. 

Another fall.

And there can be more falls. 

If there were no such pride, there would not be so many falls.

Got it!

Now, do you believe in the moral?

With hope and peace,

Nahla

Just writing

Do you think I am right?

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Do you like to read a review with a spoiler or not? 

I don’t like spoilers, but sometimes… when a book is too boring to enjoy, too complicated to follow, or… too bold to imagine, I take the shortcut and try them.

But, when I write a review, I try my best to keep it spoiler-free. At the end of the day, what’s the point of giving away the story instead of encouraging others to read it? Most dishes served on golden plates, are not really filling, right?

Have you ever heard the phrase “my mortal enemy”?

Well, that’s the title of the book I’ve just finished. 

Some people curse their lives, blame others for their misfortune, and regret their choices. They begin to believe that the closer the person is, the more likely they are to become an enemy. 

Things happen when, for example, a friend turns against you, or when someone you trusted becomes the cause of problems rather than the solution.

But, what about your inner selfish self, your bitter self that starts all the dilemmas? Could they be your mortal enemy? 

Some stories make you think twice before taking sides with any character, because the morals they give are not always true. 

So, as we say in Arabic: don’t say Amen to whatever others say—remember to use your brain!

With hope and peace,

Nahla 

Just writing

Simple Recipe for Driving Life

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Release.

Accept.

Live.

And—

Don’t stare long into the mirror,

into the past,

into the dark.

or …

into your fear.

What is missed is missed.

Embrace the change.

And focus on the present.

The road ahead might have more surprises,

than what’s been left behind.

Long story short;

Steer your life as safely as you steer the wheel of your car.

With hope and peace,

Nahla

Just writing, Philosophical musings

Faith and Friendship and December 

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“Anyone who requites faith and friendship as I did, will have to pay for it.”

The Professor’s House by Willa Cather. 

I’ve already shared my review of this novel, and this quote has inspired me to write this post.

The reason behind this quote was the loss of a friend —not through death, but through disagreement and disappointment. One was an idealist, the other an opportunist. Though they made good company together, at the first conflict, their paths parted. It was the idealist who said these words, lamenting the loss of true friendship to uncompromising ideals.

Faith and friendship are such precious gifts— too precious to be returned, too fragile to be repaired.

One is blessed to have them strong, and to keep them safe and nourished. 

How strong? How safe, how nourished? 

The balance depends on how much you are committed.

Along this journey,

perfection and idealism are neither required nor recommended.

Materialism, modernism, and other -isms have no place here.

These precious gifts need a simple home with strong pillars.

Understanding and sincerity can be the main pillars. 

But, if the pillars break, the building will collapse.

Then, regret follows,

and what a heavy, merciless creditor regret can be!

In brief, this is my interpretation of the quote, which I see as the bulb of the book. And perhaps you might think of it as… just a pat on the shoulder on the first of December. 

With hope and peace,

Nahla