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The actor

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I once heard that an actor’s testimony can not be validated. I have no idea whether this notion has any reference, but I suggest it’s merely a point of view, likely as a reference to the lack of credibility.

Acting is a talent before being a profession. How many actors are there in the world? Countless, right? But how many are truely talented? Just a few, wouldn’t you agree?

The talented will make you weep, scream, laugh, hate, love, and sympathise with them. Above all, they make you believe whatever they’re giving you. The untalented will make you neutral, if not bored.

Perhaps, this is why some think that a real actor’s testimony might be considered invalid. After all, the courtroom can’t be a stage, and truth can’t be dramatised. Truth has to be proved with competent, relevant, credible, and unbiased testimony.

Have you ever noticed how many writers make it clear from the very beginning of their novels that it’s all fictional? They don’t want to mislead their readers, to bear no responsibility if things were not accurate. While the story and characters may reflect something or someone in real life, it’s all based on imagination.

Truth can’t be imagined, but imagination cam help us see the truth.

What do you think? Are you still reading? Pray tell, you are!

By the way, there are many unknown actors who perform better in real life than on the stage. They are professional, but not talented. Ironically, they can’t be exempt from giving testimony. Hopefully, the judge, would never be one.

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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My one-of-a- kind reading strategy

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While reading, I sometimes come across mentions of authors. Immediately, before I forgot, I check their brief biography and pick one of their books in my want-to-read list. Occasionally, though rarely, the book is a suggestion or a recommendation.

Honestly, I am not always loyal be to my want -to- read list. But the good thing is that once I make my mind to read a book, I will read it all. It’s something like challenging  myself, or out of curiosity to discover what this book has for me.

How long does it take to finish a book? That depends on how I like the book. If it is boring, and I feel like I won’t enjoy it, I read it when I am bored or when I don’t bother interruptions. For example, at a  café or when I am waiting for my daughter to finish her clubs.That’s why some books take much longer than others for me to finish.

On the other hand, I will read the books I like when it’s all quiet, espcially at home. I will finish them before I could even know it. With this strategy, I might have two books to read at the same time, one like a player on the bench waiting to be in action, and another scoring a goal after goal on the pitch.

Sometimes I wonder, you might too, why I just don’t return the book I don’t like, or keep it unread on the shelf? Honestly, I just feel there’s always something hidden there to learn. The only exception, when my mind won’t work this way, is when I’ve watched its adaptation which, for me, means all the fun of reading is blown into thin air.

I am sure you haven’t heard of this strategy before, or have you?

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Let’s play with the word

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What is your mission?

I read recently that the word ‘impossible’ can be also read as I’m possible.

What about the word ‘mission’? Can we play a bit with it in a different way?

I don’t know about you, but I think the word itself sounds so formal, complicated, and too rigid and narcissistic to relate to everyone.

Certainly, when you say ‘I have a mission’, or ‘I am on a mission,’  you are already announcing to yourself, first and foremost, that you have set your mind on doing a specific target, reaching a ceratin goal, and gaining a certain reward. “Mission fulfilled,” you would burst with pride when it’s all done. Unfortunately, in this formal, complicated context, you might have to say: “Mission failed,” with a broken heart, and full of despair.

Therefore, why not simplify the word ‘mission’ to a  plan, a task, or even a dream? At least with its simplified version, you might feel less pressured, less stressed, and less burdened. Some priorities might surface along your mission, requiring you to consider some humane appeals, some sensible decisions, and some simple needs. These changes and possibilities might let you open the door to making adjustments, diversions, or even finding peace.

On a mission, you can turn a deaf ear to your conscience and avoid seeking other possibilities. But when think of it as plan, a task, or better yet, a dream, you can listen to your heart, and see the possible in the impossible.

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Blue and Sky

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What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?


I have two cute parakeets for about three years now. Their story at my house started when my son’s colleague asked him if I could take care of her bird while she was away for a week. Of course I welcomed the tiny creature. Since it wasn’t mine, I never let him out of the cage but it was a torture watching him inside. Though, I liked him, I also couldn’t wait until he would go back to his friend. His short stay visits became frequent, and one day my son wondered if I would like to keep him for ever. Of course, I agreed, but I asked him to get a companion for my little friend. He did, and since then we have two: Blue and Sky.

‘How long do you expect birds would live?’ My son usually asks, teasing me.
‘Why does that matter? Today, they are alive, chirping, fighting, playing, eating, and flying around.’ I answered, making a face at him.

Do you think birds care about how long they are going to live? I don’t think so. But they do, of course, care about their life and take good care of it.

There is a common saying in Arabic:  “The soul is so precious.”

Every breath counts, every day counts, and every moment counts.

That’s my concept of a very long life.

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Please stop it!

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I don’t know whether it’s a new phenomenon or if it has always been there and I am just recently noticing it.

Have you ever been on a bus where all of a sudden one of the passengers decides to either answer or make a phone call ? They would talk as though they are at home, as if there is nobody else around, as if they have all the right to disturb others’ peace of mind. Still, that isn’t the main the problem The main issue is swearing, those F words slip off their tongues so easily, so nonchalantly.

You get off the bus, and inhale a deep, fresh, clean air, thanking the Lord that the ride was over. After walking a few steps, you find some children and teenagers, joking, laughing, and repeating that infamous swearing word.

Finally, you get into your house, and close your door, lean against it, and close your eyes. You try your best to forget about that phenomenon. You make a cup of tea, sit at your dinning table, and open your phone to check your email and scan your media accounts. And, there, the post you decide to read, is just another adaptation of a phenomenon that not only disturbs and annoys others, but also degrades the beauty and value of the work.

It’s just at that moment you realise that even if it’s non of your business to change others’ code of behaviour, at least you can try with just a piece of writing.

Please stop it!

With all the best wishes,

Nahla









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The Idiot

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“There are two kinds of idiots: those who don’t take actions because they have received a threat, and those who think they are taking actions because they have issued a threat.”

Have you ever come across this quote? Do you think it should be taught as a life skill lesson in school and universities?

But isn’t Life the greatest teacher of all?

We all learn this lesson in our lives, though, of course, at different levels.

We call others idiots, but if we take just a quick look at ourselves (not in the mirror but in our minds), we’ll find that we’ve been one at some point.

Have you read Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier? If you have, you might share my opinion that It’s a story full of idiots,  though at some point you couldn’t help recollecting some memories that make you just as one.

By the way the above mentioned quote is not from Rebecca. I couldn’t remember the source right now. But, herewith my review and my favourite quote from the book:

/https://nh825.wordpress.com/2025/01/06/rebecca/

“… kindness, and sincerity, and – if I may say so – modesty are worth far more to a man, to a husband, than all the wit and beauty in the world.”

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Idolization

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Just look at how people follow a special player, or jump on stage to hug that famous singer, or run after a remarkable actor to take a selfie. And look at those who bow, kneel, and even kiss the ground that this leader or that walks on. This idolization has been the same throughout the ages, it’s obviously disgusting these days because of the social media madness.

Have you ever thought how those idols throughout the ages take but, never give? They don’t know you, won’t care about you. Whether in the form af a celebrity, a leader, or a political party, they want you, as a number, as a voice. They stand high and long, here and there, just like statues. Their strength and durability depend on the expertise of their craftsmenship. But, they never live becuase statues are soulless, vague, and empty. And, one day, they would be dumped, forgotten, and replaced by other statues.

I remember one day while watching a documentary about a famous Egyptian singer from the seventies, there were women throwing themselves out of the top windows of high buildings. Were they really happy following him into the grave? I wondered, thinking how those people will one day answer to God for commiting suicide. This is completely blind idolization, which I believe is so destructive, so humiliated, so pathetic.

On another occasion, when I first came to live in the UK, I met different people. My first friend and neighbour was following the Shia Mathhab. By the way, we didn’t introduce ourselves as Shia and Sunni. These differences just seemed to be obvious. Well, as my friend and I used to visit each other quite a lot, I noticed that there are certain things that she was celebrating and practising which I wasn’t. I asked her about that and she simply replied, ‘I swear I don’t  care about this Imama or that, I just do what my mother does.’ We burst out laughing. How simple and funny our life would be, if we don’t idolize our differences!

Children, of course, might idolize their parents, or students idolise their noble mentors but that’s out of pure love and ultimate reverence, because they deserve it. These people in our lives are the ones who really care and love us.They can not be replaced, can not purchased.

By the way I have just finished The Stationary Shop Of Tehran. It’s a good book, I enjoyed it, enjoyed more reading about Persian Culture and traditions which are a bit different from my Arabic ones. Herewith is my book review, hope you will like it.

The Stationary Shop of Tehran

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Life in the countryside

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Do you ever see wild animals?

One of the best things about living in the countryside is the ability to handle difficult problems and situations. There, people live and strive to thrive. Using basic ingredients, they can make the most delicious meals and desserts. They can fix broken things, mend old clothes or sew new ones, and even save lives as quickly as an ambulance.

I’m not sure if countryside life is still the same nowadays as it was when I was a little kid vising my grandparents for a month during summer holidays? But to be honest, though I enjoyed it, I couldn’t wait to go back to my easy life in Cairo.

I remembered that becuase of today’s prompt.  I am not sure if a scorpion can be considered as a wild animal, but I am making it one in my post for today.

It was one of those long, hot summar nights, and I was having a sleepover at my Aunt’s country house. We had just come back from visiting one of her neighbours. We were laughing and joking, and couldn’t wait to hit the pillow. My aunt rested on a wooden bench in the big, high ceiling, and so dimly lit hall, pondering her next day chores.  I headed straight to the bedroom I used to share with her, but just before getting changed, her screams filled the house. I ran out, and saw her hands tightened around one of her calves, as she lifted her leg, trying to slow her blood circulation. ( of course I understood that later). ‘Scorpion,’ she shouted, and her sister ran outside to get some help from their neighbour, asking another to fetch the village doctor. That night, she survived, and I went to bed whispering one prayer: ‘Please God keep that dreadful insect away from me. Amen,’ I prayed and fell into a sound sleep. Next morning, life went back to normal, with my aunt doing her chores and me playing around.

By the way, did you know that scorpions don’t live in Antarctica, although they can adapt to almost every other place on Earth. Of course, they would freeze, be unable to use their venomous sting, be easily seen, and their lifespan would be cut down to a few days. Don’t you think this can also apply to wild, evil people?

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Reading Challenge

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It’s almost the end of the year, and I am running our of time to finish the 50 books I had planned to read this year. Actually it’s not that bad, I  read 47 books so far. By the way it’s thanks to my WordPress friend Arlene for starting this experience in the first place. I can’t remember exactly when I did, but I was inspired by her reading challenge experience.

Before the coffee gets Cold, is the most recent book I have finished, and here’s my book review for it.

https://nh825.wordpress.com/2024/12/05/before-the-coffee-gets-cold/

Please have a look. Hope you’ll like both the book and my review.

With all the best wishes,

Nahla

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Instincts or Intuition

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Do you trust your instincts?

Who can’t or won’t trust their instincts? It’s a conscious, automatic reaction after certain stimuli; a warning, a threat, or a danger, and we have to respond. Otherwise, we will be in a big, big trouble. Imagine you find a lion in your garden. Would you open your arms wide for a hug or run for your life?

But the story is different with intuition. Totally different. This is because intuition is subconscious. You think, feel, and react without reason, without stimuli, without even understanding why.  Imagine you see someone for the first time in a group of people you are introduced to for the first time. It was at this first encounter when  you decide that they would never be your friend. Later, perhaps within a few months, you find out that you made the right decision because there was nothing mutual you could have shared with that person.

Can we trust our intuitions? I believe that would be different from one person to another, because we are different. Intuition is stimulated by our different life experiences, our intelligence, and talents. or it might be a blessing from God. That’s why some people ignore this gift while others not only keep it in mind but also in their actual decisions.

And I do trust my own intuition.

With all the best wishes,

Nahla