Sandbox

When I hear “Life” I can’t help but picture a bubble web. Why shouldn’t I when it consists of many elements that are broken down into other elements which, when put together, form other elements. That was just one sentence and I have already used the word “elements” three times.

First there’s time made up of years that are made up of months, weeks and days all of which are made of minutes and seconds. Then there are places; the globe that includes your country, which includes your city that includes the streets you grew up on. And of course, there are all the people; people whom you call family, friends and acquaintances. All are yet again broken into groups of those you like and those you dislike. I find it hard to keep up with all the components of this web. But life, with all its elements, we live it!

There are times when, as human beings, we would like to be given the permission to think, feel and act like kids. We won’t stand responsible for our actions and someone else will always stand in the face of all bullets. We would make time stop and live with no margins. The only commitment in our schedules would be “bedtime”. So at such times, we do want to cut loose of all responsibilities because it is so exhausting to live as an adult. We adults are the best grads of Hollywood. Yes, we need to fake smiles, learn extra-sweet words and does it stop there? No, we have got to use them too.

Speaking of kids and childhood, sandboxes always held a special spot in my heart. Something about them is just very nostalgic. Back when I was a child, I remember our parents never had their eyes off us but as soon as we got into the sandbox it would suddenly become okay for us to stay unwatched. We had tiny bodies and the sandbox seemed like a whole desert. It was a different world, a different angle and a different climate altogether. What it did was more than just change the way we looked around us. In fact, it set a completely different mood. Not necessarily better, not necessarily worse – just different; more on “new”. In some occasions or situations, “new” would resemble “fresh”.

And so this sudden change or shift distracted us completely as we sank in the world of “imagination” and maybe “curiosity” too. That’s right, it gave our brains a little break from wondering why our parents were overprotective or why should they watch us all the time or why should we learn how to act a certain way or dress a certain way. And you know what I found out today? This experience we went through years and years ago is no different than the life we live today. Somehow, in my head, sandboxes represent that retreat we need to be at when adulthood gets so tiresome.

We should each find our own sandbox. Where we’re allowed to think that the entire world revolves around us – just for a while. Just for until we felt as though someone hit the “refresh” button. This sandbox of yours could be locking yourself up in your room for ten minutes, walking the dog, a quick drive, a quiet meeting room at your office, the theater or any place or activity that takes you as far as possible from “today” yet as close as possible to “you”. Consequently, Better decisions will be made, less conflict will take place and surely more smiles will be seen. My sandbox consists of a desk, a machine, my thoughts and the ability to express them in writing the way I just did!

Time: Destruction, Self-Construction, Happiness...?

Probably one of the most valuable gifts we have as humans is time and one of the most valuable talents is managing this gift in a constructive manner. Although it’s a gift, time is also our biggest challenge. It is a challenge indeed for if there is one thing that is unstoppable in this universe; then it must be “time”.
In the scope of our everyday activities the number one element that plays the biggest role is “time” - at lest in most cases if not all!
Person A: Hey what’s up? So, is our plan for tonight still on?
Person B: Yup! You pick me up or I pick you up?
Person A: You pick me up! What time?
Person B: 8:00?
Person A: Are you mad? Make it 7:00…. If you pick me up at 8:00 we will never make it on time.

In the very simply conversation above, we see that they had a target. This target is a plan they aim to realize. Also, within their scope we notice that the most perceptible concern was “time”. Every event has its own share of time so do our deeds and actions. In other words, the situation or status we find ourselves in is but a result of how we made use of our time.

Consider the below:

Given no.1: Time could be used for our own benefit and/or that of others
Given no.2: Time could be used for our own destruction and/or that of others
CHALLENGE: Time is unstoppable!


An old man I once sat with pointed out something I found really interesting. He said, with those exact words, “As’hab al hiraf” (people of professions such as carpentry, painting, hairdressing, baking…etc) are probably the happiest people. I then imagined a carpenter for a second. In the image in my head was a carpenter with sharp serious features. A busy carpenter who would yet smile and wave back if a friend waved from far. A carpenter with a busy life as he worked all day and who knows, he might have a million deadlines to meet! Was he really happy? I wondered.

I asked this man as I asked myself: Why do you say so? Why are those people the happiest in your opinion? And so he answered: It only makes sense! If this person, let’s say a smith, is busy all day, even if he was the poorest person in town, do you think this smith or carpenter would have the time to even think of the unhappy moments he lived through? Or would he have the time to even see his unhappiness? No, because he doesn’t have time to feel bored or empty.

The above does not suggest that we should all leave our offices and become carpenters or smiths. The above is but a reminder that as we still have the gift of time still in our hands, why not use it in something constructive rather than building more piles of emptiness and bareness. This “emptiness and bareness”, in our everyday life English, are represented through the word: “Boredom”.

Very often people tend to stress on how bored they are or how unhappy they are. Other times, they could be stressing on how they find their life empty and meaningless. After dissing their lives they then get to a point where they start hating themselves as they think that they are useless and life would go on with or without them. Here’s the question: Why even think that way?! Go back to point zero and take a different direction. Have you considered using your “time” differently?

Time, the constant power and energy of an unstoppable intangible flow can in fact, if used well, reconstruct the hundred thousand million destructed mentalities in this world. But even with spreading awareness it is still hard to make those people “realize” how they destruct themselves when they use their time doing nothing. Stop whatever you’re doing. Think for a moment: What is the one positive thing I do best? For God’s sake even if it’s baking cupcakes, it’ll keep you busy from building a wall between you and the society. If you did not take this step and found one day that you’ve become a miserable people, then know that you’ve only got yourself to blame.


Well now, I hope you found this post useful.

Just When You Think You Know

You started by knowing nothing. You knew absolutely nothing except what you’ve been spoon-fed at a very early age. You were fed, other than the baby fruity snack, the knowledge your parents wanted you to have. Little did you know and little did they know. A couple of years later, you found yourself in another circle where there was more than just your parents. Oops, school! We really thought that an error in this paper or a mark deducted from that test or this quiz was actually the end of the world. And here we are today amazed by the fact that some of the world’s most known inventors and scientists have struggled in school to the extent that some were considered slow and dumb. Little did those teachers know, huh!

Now, back to our present and back to our everyday life -

An interesting line I once read stated the following:

What’s popular is not always right, what’s right is not always popular

Such a captivating thought. While these words indicate that what the majority is doing is not necessarily the right thing to be doing, it also puts forward the search for deeper shrewdness and logic. Looking at the big picture: If “Yes” could be an answer and “No” could be another, interestingly enough you could be amazed by the other billion hundred possible answers between the “yes” and the “no”; such as “Why not…” or “yes, but…”.

There you go, not all tunnels lead to dead ends.

People struggle to reach to a point in their life where they feel satisfied as they hit a target. Then they realize that it completely does not meet their expectations. Now, these words are not said to make you think that every decision in your life was wrongly made. On the contrary, you could be the happiest person living a perfect life. The point is: Always be prepared for the better and the worse as life could be a bumpy ride at times.

Why does it not surprise you if someone were to tell you that the one person they thought they could trust is actually not a trustworthy person? Why does it not surprise you if someone were to tell you that after having spent ten happy years in a relationship they suddenly figured out that this is definitely not what they want from life? Why does it not surprise you to see someone apologizing to the person they’ve always accused wrongly and now realized that they are indeed innocent? Well, in short words: because these things happen!

Look at life from all angles before stepping into one of its doorsteps. Look at it this way: if you were standing by the window it is only normal that you would be able to see everything including the bed, the sofa, the doors but not the window. Likewise, if you were standing by the door you would be able to see everything but the door. In my opinion, this is the main reason why people get into arguments and land on situations of deep misunderstanding.

So, just when you think you know that you are right about something, think twice. And just when you think you know what makes you happy, think twice. And just when you think you know you are on the perfect path, think twice and picture a variety of options… because at many times you do not know, you just THINK you know.

Image taken from: http://gailsussmanmiller.blogs.com/photos/uncategorized/thinking_about.jpg

Feelings

Feelings, it is so amazing what you are. You are a ticking bomb waiting for a word or an action to occur so you could explode inside our bodies either to evoke a rush of anger or a sprinkle of joy. Sometimes it is neither this nor that and our brains think you’re dead. We do sometimes fear that we have lost our feelings and have become heartless, don’t we? Huh, humans! What do we know? Controlled by our feelings, our feet drag us to where our desires long to be. To what our curiosity longs to explore – sometimes to the future and sometimes back to years and years long forgotten only remembered because of a rush of our feelings. Oh well, humans are indeed so weak.

Feelings O’ feelings, what is it about you that has so much control over us? You have this force that contains us. Our thoughts, beliefs, actions and desires are all under your mercy. Sometimes you frighten us to death because we know you could lead us to hell. Yet, sometimes, we couldn’t describe the glee that fills us when our heartbeats flow slowly at steady tempo, knowing that we’re not broken. What is it about you, you intangible thing?

You are a vague dish with different seasonings. Every bite is a flavor and we just can’t hate you because just when we start despising you, you pinch us with a new reality – one which we love and want. Yes, sometimes it is us who choose what we want to feel. It is not completely out of our control. And here comes a sense of hope, optimism – yet still wowed by the force which overtakes us when controlled by our feelings.

I’m going through a rough day, excuse me if I have totally lost it and made no sense! Moving from the “za7ma” stage (previous post), I now find myself living the “Turning in Circles” stage.

I now leave you with one of my favorite old songs Time After Time (year 1984) but this performance is in 2006:

My life TODAY

My life at the moment is

"ZA7MA"

Za7ma: Arabic term referring to "crowded"

Media Law and Ethics

[ Studying "Law and Ethics" is nonsense because we all lie and we all cheat. If you start denying, you will only prove me right ]

I threw that statement in a moment of anger just because I knew I will have to get up very early each morning to attend this extra boring class (Media Law and Ethics). But now that I am in a good mood, I am rethinking and wondering about what I said.

having given that statement.... to what extent do you think it's true? And to what extent do you think not?

I think that it is essential and vital to study the law and ethics especially if you are entering the media field, but come on, we do all lie and cheat to some extent. (Generally speaking, at least)

Autumn Leaves - Eva Cassidy

One of the best sad songs I ever heard. It really touches the soul with the beauty of its lyrics. At some point, a tear ran down my cheek when I heard it for the first time.

The Lyrics:

The falling leaves drift by my window
The falling leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands I used to hold

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

I miss you most of all, my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

Lonely Nights

You’re sitting with a bunch of friends or family members; you talk and share some laughs and giggles over a meal or a snack. You feel the liveliness of your surrounding; you hear the different voices and tones, you also feel the motion that surrounds the place. Nope, you’re not alone. Not yet, at least...

Time passes. It starts to get late. People gradually surrender and leave. Finally, you are left alone. You just know that you will live a very long mind-numbingly lonely night. The worst thing is that you know as a fact that this will happen tomorrow and after that and the next week and the week that follows; just the way it happened last night and the night before for the past few years. I’m always the last person to sleep and sometimes I don’t sleep at all. This problem has been bothering me for years. I’ve tried everything. I read books, I wrote poems, I watched movies and TV shows, I download sleeping therapy audio pieces such as “Water Creations”… Still, I stay awake.

Some nights, I find myself begging people to stay on the phone with me till I have fallen asleep because the night sometimes seems to not reach to en end. It is scary. The wind seems to carry voices and whispers; your imagination then takes you to places you don’t want to go. The more you curse this solitude the lonelier you feel.

It’s not always bad. Sometimes, in fact, I can’t wait till everybody leaves and the night is all mine to own. There is something about the quiet of the night that feels magically soothing. Sometimes it feels like ultimate “peace”. However, it is ironic how this silence urges you to appreciate the lively persona of day-life if that makes any sense to you.

So you helplessly live the lonely hours. You take a walk inside your mind and you recall your past, analyze your present and try to imagine bits and pieces of your future. In this little journey you stumble, you tremble, you feel strong and sometimes weak, you smile and sometimes cry, you breathe smoothly and sometimes struggle to suck some oxygen into your lungs… and time just stops. Nothing else seems to exist but yourself. Everybody else is but a dead corpse. That is the freaky part.

Wait, there is a freakier part: somehow, you also die just like the rest. And just like them, with God’s will you also come back to life again in the morning.

Lonely nights do kill and they sure do set your imagination free to take you to places you don’t expect.

Tonight, my little brother is very sick. I’m taking care of him so I’m not totally alone. This reminds me of the Arabic saying: Ma9a2ebo 8awmin 3inda 8awmin fawa2ido. Poor Khalid. I do feel bad for him, don’t get me wrong haha.

Anna Bessonova

Anna Bessonova, one of my favorite gymnasts ever. She has a million magical performances. However, the one performance that, in my opinion, was the most enchanting is her entry in the Olympics 2004.
I remember I was in a hotel room deadly bored and freezing. Keeping myself warm under the cozy blanket I was watching the gymnastics back in 2004 and that’s when her turn came and I got so excited. Not only was I happy to see her perform but the song she chose is one of my favorite, as well. I mean come on, who doesn’t madly love “My All” by Mariah Carey.

Here’s the video for you to enjoy…

And oh, in 2005 she also performed for the Swan Lake Gala and I don’t think I need to talk about how amazing that piece of music is…. Let alone Bessonova’s marvelous performance.

This video is from the Swan Lake Gala:

Decision Making

Here’s how I look at it: To decide is to double click on a subject and just get into it, whereas to be reluctant is to right-click on it and rove around the options.

Yes, decision-making is not easy at all. But it doesn’t have to be a pain. A good decision-maker is not one who never makes a false decision. Not at all! A good decision maker is one who knows how to “never regret” their actions. Yet, most importantly they should “never show” their disappointment with their very own decision. People never know what tomorrow holds, and likewise, they never know what’s behind each and every door.

So, decision-making is like gambling of some sort, but is it? Not completely and here’s why:

Not all decisions are yours to make. Wherever you are and whatever you believe in, be you a child, an adult, a Muslim, a Jew, a teacher, an athlete, an actor, a writer or a dancer; there will always be a set of either or both written or non-written rules to which we all abide. If you’re smart, you would take a daring step approaching your goal through a decision you make which abides to the written and unwritten rules. But at the same time your decision has to smash all the other decisions around it and speaking from a marketing perspective, that’s the way to success and that’s the route leading to exclusivity.

Here is a smarter thought: Can you function in such way that complements and supplements others’ functions but still be so exclusive in your own frame of uniqueness?

So are all decisions directly yours to make? No! But can they indirectly be totally yours? Well, Let’s just say that your capability of completely being in control over the stirring wheels really depends on how smart you can be in driving.

If you were a sailboat.

I'm in love with this song.

Katie Melua is in deed amazing. All her songs are classy and deeply meaningful.

As to this song, something about the lyrics is just so special and intriguing.

XX enjoy XX

First Impression Vs Facade

For every person you meet for the first time, there is that first impression that carves itself into your mind. That, we all agree on! Now, very seldom do we ever think of what could happen once this impression changes. You see, this is when enemies become friends or when lovers strip their hearts and souls off all the emotions they once shared with their lovers. Yup, that’s when they put on the flags of indifference above their front doors!

Some wounds are of pleasure. Others are of real hurt and pain. It evokes pleasure when your emotions unexpectedly crash into satisfaction and glee after having been tricked into thinking otherwise. When two lovers tease each other this happens. If “he” teases “her” and tests her jealousy he’s hurting her at first (of course she doesn’t know he’s testing her). She gets angry and swears never to talk to him. Never to trust him. Never to even be nice. However, as soon as the masks of tricking and testing and teasing are taken off, they then drown into a deeper ocean of emotions before they even know it. This extra dose that fills you up after a particular struggle is “pleasure”. In a sense, it combines joy with appreciation.

However, real pain is built up and pinned into the very core of your heart when you feel so vulnerable and incapable of overcoming the “Emotion Attack”. This pain is the result of your reaction to the vast confusion in which you’re locked up. Over doing it is just not smart. You’re not necessarily victimizing nor are you victimized, but the circumstances were just put together to hurt you.

All these turbulences, they reshape that first impression you thought you hated or loved. And yet, we, as humans, cannot help but carve that first impression in our minds over and over again. Somehow, we then miss how things were… Worst of all, we miss how things could have been should nothing wrong had ever happened. But again, we wonder what could have happened should particular truths were unrevealed.

Yes, the first impression is what you remember first about a person. But sometimes, when it comes to particular people, that first impression could totally vanish. That person you met at first is not necessarily always the image you carry in your head. That image sometimes melts into the shape of a painful memory. Especially… if the first impression was perfect. Well, sometimes “perfect” is nothing but a façade covering a pile of crap. (sorry).

To ICE

This goes out to ICE.

Speaking for myself and also on behalf of the “GANG”:

I hope your stay in Dubai has been pleasant. I hope, as friends and family, we have been great to you and made you feel at home and most importantly, I hope all the memories you carry with you are unforgettably amazing.

This visit of yours in particular was different, thus making it hard for us to say goodbye. THE GANG and I will miss you so much… in fact, we are all missing you already.

You have always been a friend but I must say this friendship grew stronger with time. Like I said, now that you are in Bahrain and as you head back to France, you should always know that you have special friends in Dubai who will always be there for you in times of joy and sorrow.

Remember Los Angeles, M0re, Galler, “vogue” :P and all the fun we all had as a gang.
Remember the Indian dance me and Moe performed on that mountain?! Haha
Remember how you ordered chocolate Crepe for your SISTER the last time we all went to the movies?
Remember Pompidou
Remember “She’s too sexy”
Remember “those who must be tickled”
Remember “Miss 3aib”

Memories…

Oh well… They were good days.

Anyway… We are all waiting to hear “THE” amazing news. Best of luck.

Seriously… goodbyes are horrible.

I need a break

Okay...

Eid was not very bad... In fact it was alright.

Anyway let Eid aside... I am now dealing with something very weird... and I don't know where it's taking me. I hope things well...

So now...

I will be away for a while...

so

BrB... :)

... للحياة لذات

OK it's been a while since I wrote in Arabic. So here's my new post... and don't make fun of my Arabic or my philosophy.

للحياة لذة لا يعرفها إلا من عاشها رحّالُ... فينكسر مع انكسارها و مع اعتلاءها يعلُ... هو يأخذ من ماضيه منافعه و كلّ خيرٍ محتمَلُ، ويسري كما الليل فيبدو الليل مرتجَلُ، ولمراده يسعى ولمراده يعملُ، فينسى المستحيل و يعيش واقعه المجمَلُ، كيف له الوصول إن لم يحتمل؟ من أين و إلى أين؟ و إلى متى سيظلُ يسألُ! واليوم عرف للحياة لذتها، فأدرك أن الوقت هو فيها مركبٌ و محمَلُ! يمضي فنمضي معه و تختلف اللذة مع أمواجه، كذلك يأتي درسٌ متسلسلُ

إن للحياة لذة لا يعرفها إلا من ذاق من الحياة مراًّ و حلا! و إن ذاق من المرارة أمر كثير فلن يزد في الحياة إلا مذاقاً. و ما المذاق إلا مزيج مشاعرنا التي وعلى مر الأزمنة قد أمست ذكرياتٌ
و كم من دمع انهمر عند التقاء المشاعر بالذكرى. و كم من حكاية قد ولدت بين الدمعة و الاخرى. كم من بسمة خلدت و كم من جفن قد سهرَ. كم من ضمير قد صحى و كم من عقل اعتبرَ من أسئلة قد أجيبت و من خافٍ قد ظهرا. هذي الحياة كما ألفيناها... و قد قالها من اختصرا: ليس الفخر في حياة قد مضت أو في تاريخ اندثرا... بل في حياة نعيشها و في زمن قد حضرا

Dejame Vivir

Also, amazing lyrics. There is more than just what the word means... there are metaphores and hidden codes. What you percieve is not necessarily like what I might perceive...

This one's called "Dejame Vivir" (Let me live)... But they don't just want to live... they want to live their way!

Libre como el aire (Free... just like the wind)

Oh well... this is me.. addicted to music. All sorts of music.

Je te souhaite

One of my fav Natacha St Pier songs.

I LOVE the lyrics.

Enjoy...

Back in 2004...

It’s year 2004 and I’m a freshman going to one of Dubai’s universities. My morning class just finished and here I am in the crowded corridor trying to decide whether to spend my lunch hour with these new people I got to know from class, or to check on my best friends from school and see if they’re free. My best friends and I all ended up in the same university and I must say it’s one of the best things that ever happened in my life. So, here I stand reaching for my cell phone and called “Reez”. She was in class. Then, I called “S.KhJ”… didn’t pick up. Okay, there were more people on mind whom I could have called. Yes, I was a freshman and I was lost. But I was very social and never found it hard to enjoy a meal with any of my classmates… even when there was nothing at all to talk about.


My very first days at university were like that. A bit of this, a bit of that… here and there. Meeting a new face everyday… meeting someone for the first time in ten years… witnessing the existence of weird “BOYAT” [=lesbians] and trying to observe and understand their mentality… and so on. So, the university was just another gate into one of this life’s castles where you meet a whole new set of people who’s mentalities vary from impressive, to astonishing, to unbelievable, to semi-perfect and amazing, to disgusting…etc.


One day, I was sitting with one of the girls whom I got to know from one of my weird classes. I still remember which class; Colloquy 120! Haha


Suddenly this girl waved to another girl who walked towards us with a smile on her face. They laughed and talked and then my classmate introduced me to this girl. I said “hi” politely and we just talked about which high schools we went to and what classes we took here. It turned out that we went to the same school back in elementary. But we were in different divisions.


This girl’s name was “Mira”. Some people here know her as Dynamic Deeds. (Or..DEEDEE)
;)

I didn’t think we’d become close friends. Funny how DeeDee then became someone I planned “illegal” outings with, ditched classes with, shared some of the same sorrows with, even cried with, but best of all… shared endless laughs with.


2005 passed… 2006 passed… and now it’s 2007… almost 2008! And here’s what I discovered about DeeDee:


"Loyalty runs in her veins. Trustworthiness is her second name :P and “an amazing friend” is the precise definition of DeeDee"


And tomorrow DeeDee turns 21!


KEl 3AM W ENTI B5AiR … w 38BAL EL MELYOOOOOON ALF SINEH w el 3emer KILLLLEH INSHALLAAAA!


Wallah you’re not a friend… you’re a sister.. it always feels like home talking to you about anything no matter how funny, sad… or stupid.

OK, I ran out of words… but you know gadrech akbar min hal post el ‘3abi… seriously I mean it. Plus, ma ye7tay ashra7 l2anneh anything I might say would be only a repetition of things I already said to you before w inti adra bgadrech 3ndi ;) and I don’t care if what I said is cheesy… People can be cheesy once a year. hehe


PS: Sorry your gift will be late but that’s cuz there’s something that won’t be ready until after 3eed. I guess you know by now what it is :P… w maba a36eeech shay mob kamel…so…. Let me say it from now: Sorrrry 3al ta25eeeeer :P

Random Randomness

OK …

1. I don’t know if I did okay in my Psychology test. It’s not that it wasn’t clear but I must say the questions were tricky.
2. I can’t stop eating chocolate and God knows DEEDEE is the witness! (and in Ramadan the craziness starts after fo6oor)
3. It’s been quite a while since I talked to Debbie. It was good talking to her today. Just realized I’ve known her for five years yet it feels like just a year ago when we had our first conversation about El Salvador and Dubai! Wow…
4. I still can’t believe M7amad shaved his head… *and no he’s not trying to be Britney* LOL
5. I think “Weeds” is very interesting. *watching season 3 now*, but I can’t get enough of “Grey’s Anatomy”.
6. It’s been a year now since I moved to live at my grandma’s house and I must say it changed me… to the better.
7. Can’t decide on colors of paint, (or maybe wallpaper) for my new room (in the new house). Yeah I’ll move soon *inshAllah*.
8. A sense of nostalgia keeps hitting me every now and then and I must say it kills.
9. I’m slowly killing my horrible habit of procrastination.
10. I decided that I should take cooking seriously. I mean It’s about time that I learnt some cool dishes. Ya3ni 9edg ma anfa3 ana! LOL

This goes to S.Mad:

I’m happy you finally did that eye lasik surgery. I will soon join your club :P. I know I chickened out but it’s also because of my ICDL work. I thought I would be using the PC 24/7. But anyway, Gonzales is coming back in December ;) I’ll make sure my schedule is totally free! Hehe..
And HEY.. don’t you dare throw your glasses away. They served you well for years and years.

Cxu Vi Parolas Esperanton?!

In my side of the world, not many people know about Esperanto. Esperanto is a language that is constructed in around 1887 with the goal to create a “universal” second language. It’s a mixture of many different languages mostly Latin and European. If you speak French or Spanish or any of such languages then learning Esperanto would be a piece of cake!

I speak Spanish (although I believe my Spanish is rather grammatically jumbled up… and so is my poor French) and I speak English. As a result I’m learning Esperanto in no time :D. I’m always excited when it comes to learning languages. Of course I speak Arabic but Arabic is a totally different language haha.

In my opinion, although it is said that Esperanto is an international language that has been constructed to be the most common language for people to around the world, it just does not beat English. English always comes first in mind when two strangers meet, almost all the time and everywhere. Hmmm… makes you think huh…

So, I’m learning Esperanto and soon I will officially become your Emirati Esperantist :D

How many of you heard of this language anyway?

An EXCELLENT site to learn Esperanto is here. It is known world wide and it makes learning Esperanto a great experience. Through this site you can actually end tests and quizzes and get emailed back with comments and corrections from your online Esperanto teachers.

Jes, nun mi parolas Esperanton!
Gxis!!

Ps: Up there is the Esperanto flag. (in case you're wondering)