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Please Follow The Recipe

But I can’t. I have to take off something, add something, or change something. Don’t they say you should have your own signature? I totally agree.

Honestly, it’s interesting to watch how others use measuring cups, measuring spoons, a special knife for a special job, etc — so neat and accurate. But some people do not feel comfortable, and cannot work efficiently this way. Some people mainly save the main ingredients, omit the extras, and play without measurements. It’s easier, more fun, and feels special this way. If you relate in this context, then you should have heard of the traditional, old fashioned kitchen club. It’s different from today’s kitchen, with its sophisticated equipment, countless ingredients, and artificial colours and flavours.

By the way, you can count me as a member of this Traditional Kitchen Club. Would you like to join? While thinking, let me explain a few points.

When joining this club,  you need to be both patient and smart. There will be moments when you face problems and can’t evade embarrassment. Here are some extracts from my no-fixed measurements experience.

Say, for example, you have guests, and they praise and applaud your hospitality. But then, things don’t stop at liking and praising, for they become intrigued to know your unique recipe, and perhaps save it. Here’s my reaction as a member of the club:

‘The ingredients are ….’ I list them and pause for there is nothing else to add. I don’t have specific measurements. ‘hmm, you know…  sometimes measurements vary, depending on personal preferences.’ I explain with a smile.

Now, remember that these occasional visits with guests are much easier than your everyday interactions with your family. You should thank God that you don’t have guests everyday, do you? Here’s some snaps of my everyday experience that you might expect from your family in case you decide to join this club.

Whenever my daughter helps me in the kitchen, she asks the usual questions: ‘how many spoons to add?’ Big or small? Which cup? How long to stir? How long to wait?’ Now she’s the aprentice, and I am the chef, and to make things easy for both of us,  I have to estimate. But honestly, my estimations, most of the time, make things taste a bit different — or sometimes entirely different.

And there’s another challenge with my sons. They rely on their own measurements, but they don’t stop asking questions: “Which is which?” “Where is that?” “Can’t find it.” “Please put labels on things, mama.’ I finally did, though as a member of the Traditional Kitchen Club, I am convinced that your sense of smell is all you need to find what’s required for the recipe.

Now it’s tea time – traditional black or green tea. But according to the club, adding herbs to tea is beneficial, so I add some: mainly mint, cardamom, rosemary, or somtimes, thyme which tastes great with tea. (I add one at a time – in case you’re thinking of following the recipe). But, you have to expect that your spouse will miss the familiar taste and ask for a cup of plain tea.

And finally, in this club, while there are no fixed measurements, and freedom is granted, there’s one simple rule to remember: be yourself in your kitchen, and if you prefer simplicity, natural ingredients and warm flavours, then you’re more than welcome, and the Traditional Kitchen Club is waiting you aboard.

With hope and peace,

Nahla

P.S. I was so hungry today – It’s the 28th of Ramadan. Perhaps that’s what inspired me to write this post.

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Liked Or Admired


Which one do you prefer: to be liked or to be admired?

This question is not an easy one to answer, so think carefully and take your time before answering it.

Is there anyone who doesn’t want to be liked or, at least, once, admired? I believe there isn’t.

But here’s the thing — you might be liked by many, but you can’t be admired by many. Do you why? Let me explain my perspective.

When you like someone, you feel comfortable, welcome, and happy in their company. That’s how friendship begins — through liking and connecting. But we also experience this feeling in everyday interactions – whether in person or online. It’s a feeling that is spontaneous, common and simple. It doesn’t need time, effort, or contemplation. I imagine you’re already thinking about the many things and people you like— I have done the same. And they can be anyone: the neighbour, the doctor, the teacher, the postman … the list goes on.

On the other hand, when you admire someone, there’s something in that person that evokes respect and awe — it’s what people mean when they say, “You take your hat off to them.” Admiration doesn’t require connection or communication; It just creates recoginition and leaves a lasting, positive impression. Unlike liking, admiration is complix, rare, and deep. It needs time, effort, and contemplation.

Not everyone or everything you like will earn your  admiration, right?  But isn’t admiration a form of liking?

Imagine a teacher who assigns a special writing task to her class once a year. She’s been teaching for years, knows each of her students well, and liked them all. But because of this special writing task, she discovers more about each one of them. As she reads and marks their work, she finds a piece or two that are not like the rest; a piece that makes her think deeply, feel differently, and even learn something new. She gives that piece full marks — that’s another way of taking the hat off  to the exceptional. And that’s admiration.

Now back to my first question: do you prefer to be liked or admired?

I would say I’d rather be liked and let admiration come along whenever possible — as an unpredictable surprise.

With hope and peace,

Nahla

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Justice, Patience, And Victory


Have you ever noticed that these three words come in order both alphabetically and practically?

Justice is the supreme power that blesses Patience and grants Victory — all in time.

By the way, I am referring to Divine Justice here. This is the Supreme Power that is just, merciful, and abundant.

Humans cannot be trusted with his great responsibility, because humans are humans.

We have this funny saying in Arabic: if the keys of heaven were given to a human being, they would hurry inside and lock all its gates —  not to let any other soul in and to have it all for themselves. As for the keys to the gates of hell, there’s no thing “funnier” than watching the news.  “Humans” are already opening the gates of hell into others’ lives by following their own laws and their own justice.

Patience is a virtue that is always rewarded by the best. Most of the time, the patient are also wise, because, though helpless, they are not faithless. The patient never gives up and keeps living.

Victory is coming — the long – awaited prize. The divine promise knows no jokes, but everything happens in God’s time. Both the dead and the living will feel it, celebrate it, and thank the Lord for it.

Justice, patience, and victory — three harmonious, universal concepts.

Have you ever prayed for the first, strived for the second, and celebrated the third?

I have.

With hope and peace,

Nahla

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Spring Forward, Fall back


That’s how to remember when to change the clock. We’re changing it forward this Sunday.

Every time we change that blessed hour forward or backward, I feel a bit confused for a while, trying to figure out what time it was supposed to be.

But this post is not about time, or why and when the process started. Of course, it’s interesting to know, but don’t be disappointed when you find out it’s related to wartime decisions.

When I saw this phrase early today, I mainly thought of spring and autumn. How they both go in different directions, and never meet.  Or do they? I am not sure, but let’s see how my mind takes this post.

Life in spring goes forward — and with abundance. Spring steps forward, happy to leave winter behind. The trees put on their new, fresh green costumes. The small birds grow, spread their wings, and leave the nests. The flowers brighten their colours, and diffuse beautiful scents. The bees and butterflies receive the news, and come out of their cocoons and hives, adding more colours and sounds to life. The fruits become tastier, more sour, more sweet. The vegetables grow fresher, more editable. And, the day extends longer, warmer, and clearer. The nights become more sparkly, noisier, more adventurous. See? Spring goes forward.

After six months, autumn arrives. It’s the season of beautiful firey colours, chilly mornings, and cosy nights. But, it has to take a step backward, just to close the door on summer. Otherwise, summer would extend for more than enough. Autumn stands there for a while, shaking the leaves from the trees, sending the birds back early to their nests, and rushing the butterflies and bees to their hiding places. It offers its specials: root vegetables, and citrus fruits to strengthen the body and warm the heart before stepping into the cold, freezing winter.

Apparently both Spring and Autumn can never meet at any point. There are two gaps: winter and summer. But as I think about it now, perhaps there might be a possibility. Don’t day and night meet? They do, and there are more gaps than just two between them. In Arabic there are at least ten names for the stages of night, starting from dusk until it reaches dawn. Therefore, if we think of spring as a the first summer, and autumn as the first winter, perhaps there would be no gaps.

Hope this post doesn’t confuse you.

Do you change time in your country?

With hope and peace,

Nahla

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A Debt You Don’t Owe

That’s worrying, and it’s awful. 

As usual, I came across this quote while scrolling through Instagram. And, as always, it reminded me of what had been my strongest enemy over the years:  my worries.

If you’re hoping this post will offer any tips on how or why to overcome your worries, then I am sorry, so sorry. All I can offer are kind words and prayers. Something like; ‘Don’t think about it too much,’ ‘I hope everything will be alright,’ or ‘Don’t forget to hand your worries to God.’ The same simple phrases I use to soothe myself or others when worries strick.

This method might seem useless to some, but to me, it’s the best. Imagine, you’re worried about … say your job as some of your colleagues get fired. So far, you seem to be in the safe zone, but without safe mind for your worries are eating it bit by bit. You pour out your worries to me, and I say: ‘Worrying is like paying a debt you don’t owe.’ Would that really ease your mind? Or would that remind you of your actual debts and make you feel like throwing yourself out of the window?

Everyone has their own worries. It seems that even though life is becoming easier, it’s also becoming harder. There’s nothing quite like finding a good listener, someone to hear your worries, and reassure you with kind advice or heartfelt prayers. But, in most cases, people are busy, and overwhelmed with their own worries. They don’t want to listen, but to talk and nonstop.

Over the years, I’ve learned that most of the things we worry about don’t actually happen. Yet, they stay there inside our heads for a while, tightening each and every muscle, piling pressure on the skull, and causing the most awful type of headache: the tension headache. And you know what? No medication, no scientific tips, no meditation, nothing can relieve this headache like your own determination to overcome your worries.

I mentioned earlier that my worries had been my strongest enemy. They were, but not anymore. Raising a family is no easy task. Raising a family in a foreign land is ever harder. And raising a family with no family or friends around is the hardest of all. You can imagine why worries find it easy to pay me a visit every now and then. But those worries taught me to think differently and grow stronger, and, most importantly to hope for the best, and never lose my faith.

With hope and peace,

Nahla










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Water — Literary and Literally

What Is Water? 

There are two ways to answer this question — literarily or literally. Which one do you prefer?

Of course, in a science class, I would have no other choice but to define water using its H2O formula. I’d have to think of it, literally: as molecules, atoms, and a chemical substance existing in three different states — liquid, gas, and solid. Such great, interesting, and very important facts, indeed. But, do we need to study water to know it ?

That’s why, with all due respect to science, in most cases, my brain leans toward thinking literarily, and in most cases, I let it take the full reign.

So, to literarily answer the question, I’d say: water is the soul of life. It’s the source of life. It’s pure, clear, and holy. It’s sweet, salty, and unique. It’s up there in the sky, lies deep underground, and flows between the mountains.

Nothing quenches your thirst like water. Nothing cleanses your body like water. And, nothing purifies your heart like genuine tears, which, too, are water.

Water gives and takes, destroys and builds, heals and wounds.

It’s so powerful, yet so gentle.

It’s part of our creation, every creature’s creation.

Isn’t it miraculous? Far more wondrous than the Seven Wonders of the World?

Ironically, a Bedouin in the desert, a farmer in the village, and even an animal in the woods appreciate this divine blessing more than students in a science class.

And here’s a beautiful quote by Rumi that says: “Perform your ablution with love, for a prayer with a spiteful heart is not permissible.” (My translation). A spiteful heart is the only thing water cannot cleanse, because it is unreachable, untouchable. It’s only when that spiteful heart discovers love that water can reach and cleanse it, fully preparing it for the sacred prayer.


With hope and peace,

Nahla

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The Gracious Eye

First of all, I’d like to say that I have just come across the concept of the gracious eye in the book I am currently reading. I find it interesting to let you know about it too — perhaps, you’re already familiar with it. Anyway, this insight might be helpful when life feels as sour as expired Milk. But, does life have an expiry date? keep reading, and I will explain my point in just a moment.

They say truth needs the gracious eye. Do you know why?

Truth, in most cases, is objective. It reveals accurate facts, real stories, unbiased conclusions. That’s why it can hurt, shock, and even terrify. Truth is usually blunt and heartless. And, that’s why it needs the gracious eye — to make it tolerable, acceptable, and even beautiful.

So, what is the gracious eye?

It is the way you try to find unmentioned within the mentioned, the possible within the impossible, and the light within the dark. In other words, it is when you choose to believe in healing, and strive for contentment. After all, aren’t there useful uses for sour milk? Of course, there are.

Here’s the quote about the gracious eye:

“If we were to describe our life strictly in terms of its factual truth, most of its interesting, complex and surprising dimensions would remain unmentioned. The gracious eye can find the corners where growth and healing are at work even when we feel weak and limited.”

And finally, does life have an expiry date?  I believe it doesn’t, because it is not a commodity. Yes, it’s temporary, but it’s a journey — with a beginning, a fixed time, and a certain destination.

With hope and peace,

Nahla

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Hate Or Envy

Both are destructive feelings, but which one do you think is worse?

I don’t know about you, but I believe envy is far more harmful and destructive. It’s envy that opens the door wide to hate, but not the other way around. For example, you hate evil, but you would never envy it. Hate is a stong word which is used for limited and specific reasons or occasions — that’s how our hearts work.

Isn’t it interesting that the heart in Arabic is called Qalb which means something that constantly turns or changes? This can explain why the people or things you hate today, might be the ones you like tomorrow.

On the other hand, envy is an awful disease. It is fed by pride, grows on jealousy, and produces one rotten fruit — hate. It begins as a small, sickly plant called jealousy. One day, you notice that your colleague at college is popular and beloved by all. You start watching them, and wishing them ill. That is when the sharp thorns of envy begins to sprout on the sickly plant. Eventually, you start plotting against your colleague. By this point, the rotton fruit of hate has blossomed, bearing no goodness, and knowing no mercy.
“I want what is yours” “I am better than you” “I will destroy you” the envier whispers, and laughs out loud.

Years ago, my teacher spoke to us about the dangers of envy, describing it as a satanic trait. “Hadn’t Satan been jealous of Adam? Hadn’t he envied Adam? Hadn’t he promised to destroy Adam and all his descendants? He had, full of pride, and challenging God,” my teacher explained and advised us to strive for a positive and healthy mindset. “Instead of focusing on the others, focus on yourselves. If you admire something in others, try to create your own version of it. And, if you find things staring to lean towards envy, pray and pray and pray. God will guide you towards finding your way out.”

May your heart never know envy, and be full of love!

Amen

With hope and peace,

Nahla

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Opposites And Light


‘Opposites throw light upon each other.’

Isn’t this a wonderful quote? Do you think it is common to experience it in this fast-paced, technological world? I doubt it, but first, let me explain my interpretation of the quote.

The opposites in the quote refers to the unique pairs of opposites: day and night, male and female, sound and silence, etc. Here, light symolizes beauty. Now, when you think of it, you can see how the opposites form a beautiful conection in a special, unique way. They complete each other.

Why then, do I doubt this beautiful quote’s relevance in nowadays life? Simply, because, in most cases, the opposites we encouter are not complementary, but  rather one – sided entities with one – sided purposes. As for the light, it’s mostly artificial nowadays.

There are also the opposites in thoughts, which can throw a shinning light on conversations, discussions, or brief encounters. In this context, the shinning light symbolises respect and understaning. Can we allow  this light to flow, or will we turn it off for ever? In other words, we can choose to make our differing ideas fruitful and treasured, or to discard and misuse them.

That’s how opposites throw lights upon each other — just like the day welcomes night, and the night blesses the day.

Does my perspective make sense? I hope so.

With hope and peace,

Nahla

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Friends

How many beautiful quotes and sayings do you know about friendship? Loads, I am sure.

But, how many of these fantastic quotes reflect your friendship experience in real life? A few, and I believe that “true friendship is rare” is the most realistic adage.

Years ago, as we were relocating, my middle son was so upset because he didn’t want to leave his friends. The more I explained how it was a good promotion opportunity for his father and all of us, the angrier he became. Then he exploded: “It’s easy for you because you have no friends.”

I didn’t know why his words hurt so much, though they were true. It’s not that I have never had any friends, or that I am an introvert, or I don’t like socialising. I am not. Besides, if  the long list of contacts on your phone and social media accounts counts as true friends, then I have enough. Do you think they count? I don’t think so, because friendship is about quality, not quantity.

By the way, what is a friend?

A friend is someone who crosses your path naturally, smoothly, and unexpectedly. They make you feel comfortable. They truely listen, and genuinely talk.They make you laugh, weep, and even get mad. They wish  you well, and mean no harm. Above all, they trust you, and you trust them.

You may say this perspective of a friend is too angelic to find in the human world. But, I don’t mean they have to be perfect. I don’t expect them to be flawless. I don’t ask for a stong CV with high qualifications, extensive work experience, and a dazzling photo on top of it.

I only expect my friend to be a human with a genuine presence. A friend who wouldn’t disappear all of a sudden, and would ask about me if I did. A friend who promises to call and keep their promise. Is this too much?

Perhaps, that’s why we made the best friends in the simple, carefree, and funny phase of childhood. But later on, things take a different route. In our teen years, friendship becomes moody, insecure, and even dangerous, just a reflection of the phase. In adulthood, it is casual, business – like, and a pastime much like social media. In middle age, it is a good book – the best friend indeed. And, in old age, I believe it will be a blend of good and bad memories.

By the way, this is my perspective on friends and friendship, and as we say in Arabic, it’s not the Holly Quran, so you can disagree.

Now, back to my son’s words. He didn’t ‘intend to hurt my feelings. He was about eleven years old, and his friends meant the world to him. He didn’t know about the phases of friendship, nor did he expect his mother to have gone through the same experiences with their ups and downs. Now, he’s twenty – two, and he has forgotten about his childhood friends, and has to move for better opportunities. It’s funny how I am the one asking about the whereabouts of his old friends. In most cases, he doesn’t know.

Isn’t that just how life is?

With hope and peace,

Nahla

P.S. I started this post last Friday, night but due to many intqerruptions including having a bad cold, It took longer than usual.  Finally, it’s all done.