In my culture, when something breaks, burns, or gets damaged in any way, people usually say, “Thank God, it took the evil eye away.”
Funny how my grandfather, many years ago, used to laugh and say “Doesn’t this evil eye go anywhere else? It had almost broken all of the cups.”
Actually, I follow the tradition.
I never wept over spilled milk or a broken cup.
I repeat the same phrase and feel relieved.
I thank God that the damage was in things that can be replaced, not any one of us.
What disturb me and what I make a fuss about is the mess. That’s when I start yelling at everyone around me to be careful, to watch out, and definitely to be safe.
By the way, I didn’t break anything today, but I did have some funny, slightly annoying moments.
So… instead of making a nice, fresh orange juice, the machine grew grumpy and violent. It started shaking as if it were going to explode, splashing juice everywhere including me. Of course, I unplugged it, but then I hit the cup, and a river of juice came flooding across the counter.
After cleaning the mess, I went to have some fresh water before heading out. But for some reason, the glass didn’t feel comfortable on the mat and decided to lay down for a bit. Then, again, another river flooded the table, and headed straight towards both my phone and iPad. No way, I gasped, snatching my precious devices just before the flood reached them.
Then I went out, happy with the sun, the blue sky, and the steps I was taking until the wind decided to make another mess. Not with rain, but by blowing pollen everywhere.
I came back with a headache, itchy eyes, and a blocked nose.
Could it be another evil eye?
No, it is the spring evil.
Let me introduce the most unwelcome visitor: Mr. Spring Hay Fever.
Wasn’t it just a wonderful day!
With windy spring thoughts,
Nahla
Pure and Simple 