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Oh Time, Answer Me

What’s a song that changed your life?

Instead of the original prompt, can it be which song crossed your mind just now?

Isn’t it better than asking which song changed your life?

How could a song change one’s life?

Honestly, the only thing that a song can really affect is one’s mood.

And, recently, I have listened to a Arabic song in a beautiful classic Arabic.

It could be classified as a nostalgic song but it is really beautiful.

I will translate some of it. 

Oh Time answer me.

Oh Time answer us: 

Why did we grow up?

Why did we get lost in life until we broke?

We left our friends and those we loved.

And Yesterday didn’t come back,

and neither did we

…

When we were children, we were afraid of loneliness, 

but as we grow older, we seek it as a fortress.

And, we used to truly love life,

and how painful to say “we used to.”

….

Peace upon the memories of the years.

Peace upon what we have lost.

…..

We always return to the starting point,

from which we escape,

and to which we long to return.

….

We want to live the life of innocent children,

to run away from all the things that have befallen us.

….

And the question remains:

Why did we grow up?

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So now, would this song change your life? Or would it simply remind you of the life you once lived?

With nostalgic song thoughts,

Nahla 

Weekend Word Prompt

Bedlam

This post was inspired by Weekend Writing Prompt #491: This weekend challenge is to write a poem or a piece of prose in exactly 74 words using the word “Bedlam”.

The swans and their little chicks were having some relaxed moments in the big pond.

They were quietly swimming, gently whispering to one another.

A few cars were parked on the opposite side of the pond.

A bit later, more and more cars arrived and parked along the road.

Then people and children got out of the cars.

They started walking, talking, and laughing around the pond.

Some paused to take photos, and others threw some bread to feed the flock.

Crows, gulls, and pigeons gathered out of nowhere.

Caws, squawks, cooing, fluttering, and human noise filled the place

The big swans watched the scene with cautious eyes as they circled their little ones.

Then, with elegant posture, they gave three trumpet calls. 

“What is Bedlam?” a child asked his parents.

“It was a hospital for the insane, son. But when did you learn that word?” his parents asked, looking surprised.

’Those big swans were shouting ’BEDLAM! BEDLAM! BEDLAM!’ the child said, and the parents burst out laughing. 

With bedlam thoughts,

Nahla

P.s.  apparently, I exceeded the limit.

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Same Day, Same Sun play

It just happened on the same day last year, when Mrs Sun decided to have some fun with us. And as always, her favourite game is hide and seek.

So an hour, she decided to shine high and low, bright and warm. And an hour later, she decided to hide behind some big grey clouds making one wonder when and how they gathered for such a big party up there in the sky.

Anyway we feel grateful that Mrs Sun neither disappeared completely nor fought with the clouds until they shed all their tears over us.

With sunny and cloudy thoughts,

Nahla

P.s. this post was supposed to be published yesterday, but I forgot all about it.

P.s.s. Today Mrs Sun has packed up and gone on holiday. Hopefully she won’t be away for long.

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The Best Advice for Exploring a New City

What’s the best way to explore a new city?

Last summer, me and my family went on holiday to Malaysia. I already wrote some bits and pieces about it in my summer holiday posts, but I totally forgot to talk about this piece of advice from a taxi driver.

He said: “Use the public transport to get to know Malaysia better. You won’t know us, the local people, until you communicate with us. Malaysians are good people.”

This advice is one of the best memories I will always remember from Malaysia.

And I totally agree with the taxi driver. 

Yes, the best way to explore a city is to use public transport, to communicate with local people, to taste their food, to listen to their stories, and, of course, to learn a little of their language. 

Did we follow that advice?

To some extend, we did.

So, in case you’re thinking to explore a new city on your next holiday, remember that piece of advice from the Malaysian taxi driver.

With summer-holiday-thoughts,

Nahla

A Sound, a Lizard, and a Big Laugh

Thanks, Malaysia

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Which Fictional Character?

If you had to switch lives with a fictional character for a week, who would you choose?

I’ve read too many fictional books that it’s hard to think of a certain character to swap lives.

Some of those characters stayed with me, like Jane Eyre. 

By the way Jane Eyre was the first novel I read and studied for my English degree. I loved this book, and later I read more by Charlotte Bronte. 

I liked other fictional characters too: Anne Shirley, Judy Abbot, and others I can’t remember right now. 

But honestly, I can’t imagine swapping lives with any. My imagination can’t work on this idea. 

Perhaps it’s because these characters belong to someone else; their authors. 

I believe writers temporarily swap lives with their characters, to make them come alive on the page.

And as you read, you become an invisible guest hiding under a magical cloak; seeing things, but not seen. 

So perhaps the best option is to write a book and create your own story.

Hopefully, one day, I will.

With fiction–and–characters thoughts,

Nahla