Beautiful people

I was going to say nice people but I found it denigrating so beautiful people it is.

I was in the train going back home when the ticket inspector came to me. I reached for my wallet to show him my card but I couldn't find it. I searched and searched nothing. The card wasn't in the wallet nor in my bag. When he saw my distress he said search more I will get back to you. So I searched and searched..nothing. then he came back near my seat and pretended not to see me. Then when I was about to speak and say I didn't find it he said routinely: already checked. I was releaved.

I reminisce the other day 4 years ago when I forgot my card and the ticket inspector filed me a fine of 2400 DHS, I was banned from subscribing and I had to see the oncf lawyer to drop the fine and regulate my situation. It took me almost 3 months of running around without a subscription just for the sake of a mean inspector. This time the inspector was nice not just nice considerate and just beautiful. So to all you beautiful people in this world : shine bright so you enlighten this world.

I love you.

 سير آخويا كيفما سترتيني و يسرتي ليا الله يسترك و يسر ليك

Connection...

I was walking to work this morning listening to Hamza Namira (my favorite in this moment) and I began daydreaming (as usual :-p ). I pictured myself planning just few centimeters above the sidewalk, a fine thread was coming out of my heart floating as I move quickly, I saw another thread and another and another...I was moving forward pulling an infinity of threads behind me in the air. Each thread is a connection to a dear person with whom I shared a warm connection. I was delighted and extremely blessed to know those threads existed and I was frustrated that some other threads were broken.

There is a floating thread everytime I think of someone and I feel love, care, respect, sympathy or warmth and I know deep inside that this person if he thinks of me he will feel the same. There is no need to be with this person all the time, just a contact every now and then can save the thread from breaking because you two know what you mean for each other and you don't need to prove it. I just love when I don’t have to prove my love and concern for someone I do care about it gives me serenity and a happy smile.

But unfortunately, sometimes, some threads break, not because you don't care for the person anymore, but because the other demands that you prove your love. So the shining golden thread that was enlightening your heart breaks and the deep connection that you use to have doesn't exist anymore. So instead of floating in the air, the tread trail behind you on the floor.

I wanted to paint these emothions but I couldn't (can't draw a cat :-p ), so I wrote them and I feel better now.