Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Story. Show all posts

Saturday, August 20, 2011

The Filthy Desire (An old Story, I had laying around)


The Filthy Desire  
Despite all the pain she went through, she deeply knew that she will never give up or quit. She was right on the edge; she was losing everything and everyone around her just to satisfy her inner desire. She had nothing to live for but her damned repulsive desire, it led her, guided her and it was always her dear companion. With her desire she was always looked at as an outcast, stranger an outside of the word person that was always bound by social norms and sometime by religion. But she never cared, she never thought about how others would see her, although their looks killed her.

“What kind of girl does that” “are you happy with yourself” “only who**s do that”  “And what kind of religion are you following that gives you that right” These were all the translations of the looks she used to get, living in an Arab country that abide with religions and traditional norms didn’t give her the freedom she expected so it wasn’t that easy.  People were sometimes fierce and mean but so is her desire, it wasn’t the people that bother her most. Deeply she knew that she didn’t have the freedom she wished for and not because of the people and their looks, it’s because something more powerful have captured her and controlled her for the rest of her life.  She knew she had nothing left but her desire, it was the only thing that was keeping her alive, yet it was still the same thing that will end her life.

One day she sat in the dark, lonely, lost & miserable with nothing but the light of her desire slowly destroying the last piece of her.  She was suffocating and the light was getting brighter; she tried to stop herself but her desire kept on fighting back and didn’t let her go. Her tears filled the place and her eyes were bloody, her nose was runny and her heart was racing so fast. She couldn’t stand the heat, yet she couldn’t stop her soul from surrendering to her desire. She was a strong girl but the pleasure she experienced was way stronger than her, it just gave her exactly what she was looking for a dream that came true, but what if this dream became all her reality. She never wanted anything else because she never saw anything else. There were no alternatives in her life that is the only reality she knew, so she never looked for an alternative. 

She took a deep breath and she took control over herself and she gazed deeply at the light and said:

“You were always there for me a dear friend and a beloved companion, you have never let me down or even decided to let me go, you have always understood my needs, simply you were part of me. I loved every detail about you, your smell, your taste, the way you touch my lips; the way you lie helplessly in my hands and they way you make me feel after touching my soul. But NO! As sensational as you are as filthy you will always remain. I know you will be hurt but there is a time when we both have to take our separate ways, I know you will survive without me, but simply you will destroy me if we stayed together, I am not being ungrateful here, but you were purely vicious and cruel. I have to look for other options and experience new things that will surely not give me the same amount of pleasure you did, but eventfully will keep me alive. Thank you for our time together but now it’s time to let go. Now is my time to not let my desire take control of my life, now it’s the time to get back my freedom and gain back my dignity, now it’s my time to finally……..





Quit Smoking. “

Monday, May 16, 2011

The Cone Chat


A day full of work overload and maximum stress all she wanted to do is break free and be liberated . She walked out of her office and took the stairs, her colleagues never knew why she never took the elevator some of them thought she was claustrophobic, and others feels that she is afraid of heights. She just didn't give them the pleasure of knowing the real reason, and she always gave them a sarcastic laugh whenever they ask her.

On every floor she goes by she dumps a block of her stress behind her, on every step taken she gets a memory of her happy moments and today will be one of the best days of her life. It’s Thursday the day she waits for every month, its her break. A break for her doesn’t mean a break from work, because she is a total workaholic she never stops even on weekends. She gets down to the street and walks directly to her car all she can see is the cone. She started to drive and she didn’t see the people around her, all she can focus on is the cone it was calling for her.

She stopped her car and got out she took a deep breath and started walking until she faded and went out of sight. She came back to her car with the cone finally in her hand. She opened the door and started the engine and drove to a near quite place under a beautiful oak tree. She closed the windows and played her favorite song, and rested the chair. She gazed deeply at the cone she took a deep breath and she said: "Hey my perfect little cone, you are so dear to me, you are my passion and my inspiration and sometimes you help me to go on. To me you are pure joy covered with ultimate infatuation, filled with utmost enthusiasm and sprinkled with extreme passion. But sorry you won’t stay for long I won’t let you stay for long and I want allow you from keeping me away from reaching me goal even if it means that you will only be with me once a month, I can do that I can stay away from you longing for the day I will meet you again. As fundamental as you are to me, you still can’t be the essence of my life because I have a life and I plan on keeping it sparkly, astonishing and fit"

She got closer to the cone and smelled it and enjoyed its look, and its taste she ate it till the last bit and after she was finished she held her head back and said "your creaminess and softness is the essence of your exquisiteness" It was really an experience of a life time and as great as it is, it must have an end, and the cone of the cone was now the end of the ice cream cone is now! It won’t keep her away from staying fit and getting in shape and having a “to die for” lifestyle full of activity, healthy body, fitness and absolute inspiration. She held the driving wheel and laughed and said "that’s fools what's keeping me away from the elevator”

Friday, February 4, 2011

هاياخدوا الكرسي يا بابا: سيناريو سيتكوم جديد من داخل قصر الرياسة


هاياخدوا الكرسي يا بابا: سيناريو سيتكوم جديد من داخل قصر الرياسة

(يوم 24 يناير بليل داخل قصر الرياسة, احمد نظيف و شوية وزره قعدين بيلعبوا استيماشن مع الريس)

حسني: هنعمل ايه يا نظيف في شوية العيال بتوع 25 يناير
نظيف: متشغلش بالك يا ريس دول شوية هتفات و هيروحوا لحلهم , و لو مروحوش احنا هنعرف نسكتهم!
(ضحكات شريره متقطعة داخل القصر)

  بدئ يوم 25 و بدئت المظاهرات السلميه و الشعب لا يريد الرحيل

(يوم 26 الصبح الريس في اجتماع مجلس الوزارة, و يقتحم جمال المجلس في غاية الانفعال )

جمال: الحق يا بابا هايخدوا الكرسي, لازم تعمل حاجة
حسني: اهدا يا جمال يا ابني, مش انل الي يتاخد منو حاجة(هةهةهةهة)
انس: طيب ازيع حاجه يا ريس؟
حسني: لا اوعه انا هتصرف, حبيب انزل بشوية من رجلتك و خلي الضرب علي خفيف

(مشي يوم 26 و 27 و الريس عرف من حبيب انهم نوين علي جمعة الغضب)

حسني: بص يا حبيب انا مش فاضي للكلام الفارغ ده, اتصرف معاهم
حبيب: متحملش هم يا ريس دول شوية عيال تفه و انا هسكتهملك
حسني: نظيف كلم طارق كامل خلي يقطع عنهم النت ده, ام النت و النتييت و الى بيتنتتو علية...و خلي يقطع الموبيلات بالمره.

(بدئ يوم 28 الملئ بالعنف من رجال الشرطة و معرفوش يسيطروا علي المتظاهرين)

(الريس امر باجتماع وزري مفاجئ)

انس:  يا ريس لازم ازيع حاجه شكلنا بقى وحش قوي و القنوات الخرجية عمله تغطية شملة, كدا الاعلام المصري هيفقد مصدقيتة!!!!
حسني: ماشي بس انا بحظرك اوعي تزيع كل حاجة
انس: عيب يا ريس احنا تلاميزاك
حسني: ها يا حبيب ايه الاخبار عندك؟
حبيب: تحت السيطرة يا ريس, انا كلمت صفوت و عز عشان ينزلوا البلطجية بتوعنا, و لو منفعش السجون مليانة

(ضحكات شريره متقطعة داخل المجلس)

حسني: علي خيرت اللة, عشان يعرفوا ان وجودي حميهوم!!!

(داخل قصر الرياسة, سوزي و حسني بيكلوا كاجو و فزدق, و دخل غليهم نظيف متوتر)

نظيف: الحق با ريس, سحبنا الشرطة و نزلنا البلطجية, و مهديوش, دول عملوا لجان شعبية عشان يحموا نفسهم!!!
سوزي:  لازم تسكتهم يا حسني قلهم خطاب ولا حاجة
حسني: كلم انس و قلوا يجهز الدنيا انا هخطب علي الساعة 12
سوزي: خد بالك يا حسني
حسني: حاضر
سوزي: اوعي تتنازل عن الكرسي
حسني: حاضر
سوزي: دا مستقبل الواد جمال يا حسني
حسني: حاضر

(حاول الريس يهدي الدنيا و قال انو هيغير الحكومة, و بردو الشعب يريد اسقاط النظام, عين نائب و غير الوزارة, و لسة الشعب عيزوا يمشي)

(داخل مقر الحزب الوطني)

حسني: طيب و بعدين, اعمل اية يا صفوت
صفوت: بص يا ريس انت تقول انك مش هترشح نفسك و تقول كام كلمة عاطفية عشان تقصر علي الشعب
حسني:  و اجيب الكلام العاطفي منين و بعدين انا لازم ارشح نفسي و مش همشي
صفوت: يا ريس متقلقش, هنطلع مظاهرات تدافع علي وجودك, و بعدين الكلام العاطفي موجود, هاجبلك تامر حسني يكتبوا
حسني: طب و بعدين؟
صفوت: سيب الباقي عليه يا ريس
حسني: لا لازم اعرف هتعمل ايه لحسن يتقال علية طرطور
صفوت: احنا هنزل مظاهرات مؤيدة بعد الخطاب, و نخلي الاعلام مليان بناس بتتكلم تدافع عنك, و بعدين نوهم الناس ان في اجندات خارجية مسيطرة علي الشباب, و لو مخافوش ندخل الاخوان المسلمين في اليلة
حسني: طيب و الناس الي في التحرير؟
صفوت: دول نبعتلوهم شوية بلطجية الصبح, و بعدين متنساش, الاعلام هيخليهم يفقدوا طعاطف الناس و هيتكسروا...احنا نوهمهم بحرية و تغير و نخلي الوزرة الجداد يتكلموا في التلفزيون....و لما كل دا يخلص احنا هنعلق الناس الي في التحرير
حسني: انا كدا هوريهم الدكتاتوريه علي حق...مبقاش انا لو مرجعتهومش 30 سنة لورة
صفوت: كده هنخلي اي حد يفكر في التغير يحرم!

(ضحكات شريره متقطعة داخل مقر الحزب)




Thursday, June 10, 2010

The Adventures of Stick & Sticky! PART I


Ladies and gentlemen let me introduce you to my two new friends, Stick and Sticky. Stick and Sticky are two friends who happened to like each other and then loved each other and then.......

Let's enjoy together the adventures of stick and sticky, and see what great things they are doing, they are so dear to me and they entertain me all the time, hope you like them as much as I do.


The Adventures of Stick & Sticky!  PART I


On a windy day, Sticky went  shopping for new cloths she was so exited, and after she was heading home her phone rang. "Yay, Stick was calling" Sticky said. Stick asked Sticky to go out with him today and she said yes. Sticky rushed home to get ready for her date for the night, but she didn't know what to were cause she didn't know where she was going Sticky didn't tell her.

Sticky picked up sticky at 7:00 PM and he took her to the most Romantic place ever. It was a place that she never saw before. It was a place that was full of trees and flowers and balloons and butterflies. They were the only two in the place its like he had the place ready for her, flowers was on the table music was playing and dinner was ready.

He had her favorite food made for her and her favorite drink as well. After they had dinner they went for a walk in that fantastic place full of trees and flowers. All of the sudden Sticky saw fireworks and Stick suddenly bent and took out a ring from his pocket and asked her if she will marry him. In a complete shock and embarrassment she said yes.

Stick put the ring on her finger and stood up and held Sticky up and twirled with her for full 20 minutes.The day ended with a dance in the middle of the garden on their favorite song and yet a soft kiss had to be the end!

That was the end of Part I, stay tuned for part II


 N.B The drawing is by me