a daylight dream

I’d like to wake up one morning and find the room dim and quiet, something other than your breaths echoing back and forth. You turn in your position, and we are face-to-face, your eyes closed, creating dreams in a headspace I tell myself I don’t know, for you are inscrutable in every way imaginable, and every day I get to know you better and better.. But you are changing everyday, but in a good way. A way that helps us grow, thrive, expand. I am wearing your t-shirt, and I confidently slip from the covers, heading towards the balcony, drawing the blinds open. The sun is rising on the eastern coast, and the clouds are accumulating near the horizon, and a faint line of light is bidding the sea, before it goes on, extending its bounds, renewing its dimensions. Slowly as not to wake you, I find myself sneaking into the balcony, greeting the breeze, thanking it for every shiver that trills across my bare skin, the hair bouncing in joy, my lips tilting to the side, forming a...

My career choices are starting to loom into my mind, and they’re starkly adorned with well-built judgements based on experience and study. I’ve been working as a teacher assistant for almost a year now, and I’ve grown to become particularly partial to becoming, somehow, a teacher. I’m working full days this year, and I get to see the life of a teacher closely; their routines, attitudes and behaviours. I see myself in the idealist version of what it takes to be a teacher; the complete empathy, shimmering optimism, support and unconditional mentorship. The career itself requires so many traits I already believe I have, though I need time to let them develop more steadily and righteously. some of the things I like to see at school. :) The empathy required is quite astounding, with every single task throughout the day. Every student is like a customised book of life, and you’ve got to handle it with great care, extreme personalisation yet a fair equity. I admire the way t...

This is a quite unexpected post, and I never thought I’d actually write anything with this content. But that’s the point, isn’t it? To stretch out my limits and go far beyond my comfort zone. That’s what I really want, even if I don’t end up perfecting it. 6th of October in Egypt signifies a really important day because it’s the day when the Egyptian army crossed the Bar Lev line and made its very first moves towards victory in the Egyptian-Israeli war in 1973. Until today, all schools and media agencies bring veterans who talk and talk about the triumph and the journey towards it. I’m proud of it, because hearing those stories every single year makes me realise how much potential we as Egyptians have, in order to reach what we really desire. We did not desire victory in that war. We desired justice. What pains me is that we didn’t have a similar triumph for fourty four years, in which we kept observing the world moving on to newer dimensions of development, and we enc...