While I'm listening to Creed: Hello my friend. We meet again It's been a while. Where should we begin? Feels like forever Within my heart are memories of perfect love that you gave to me Oh, I remember When you are with me, I'm free, I'm careless, I believe Above all the others, we'll fly. This brings tears to my eyes My sacrifice We've seen our share of ups and downs Oh, how quickly life can turn around in an instant It feels so good to reunite within yourself and within your mind Let's find peace there I just want to say hello again My sacrifice hmph… Memories Anyway… People…

Egypt officials announced that Egypt will enter the era of Nuclear energy after decades of waiting for it. I don't know what are the reasons for this acceptance, or let me say debating from the Egyptian government, and what is more astonishing the international, let me say, happiness by this project. USA, and then comes France? What are the reasons? Nothing. Is there something disasterous planned against us? Is there any hygienic hazard from this project? Will it be in Sinai? There are many things we don't know and probably we won't know about this government. And again we are not doing anything. Must we wait until we die from…

More flamenco music…feeling excited, cool, though I used to feel awful in the beginning of any academic year, like anyone would do. I don't feel it this year. Maybe because one my major depressing factors when away? Gone with with wind? Maybe, I just love it this way. Less depression, life is more appealing. Away from psyhcopathics, idiots…:D I think I will imitate the role of Voice of London (V for Vendetta) soon enough.

Currently listening to some flamenco guitar music I didn't listen to for a while. I don't know why music always make me think about the past, my momories. Strange people entered my life, while till now I didn't figure out there attitude. Came and gone without any mark in my life. The only lesson I learnt is that many things happen, telling us not to ask, questioning our ability to overcome curioisity. Though now and then I still try to analyze, to figure out while things went this way. What makes me feel not disappointed, is that everytime I think about it, I realize a new thing, a new experience.…

Every one of us in a way or another love music. Music exists in all kinds, producing all kinds of emotions. For me, sometimes a certain music explodes some stream of emotions inside me, filling me with all kinds of feelings. Happiness…sadness…hatred…love…How unstable my state becomes, my eyes become so full of tears. These kinds are only music, no words, just melodies. They strike me as if I am a random canon food being blown up in the air…Changing directions randomly in the air…Changing my shape every moment…seeking internal stability. How can music be so powerful like this? I even read that music composed by Mozart raises the IQ of…

Sadly i was in that situation agian, forgive me saso.. i used to get confused each time i find myself in that situation, sometimes i feel a completly hatred towards someone hurted me badly and just decide not totalk to her/him just to find myself in that silly situation of forgive me .. i simply do thatIt isn't an angelic attitude i'm too far from that, but can't stand loosing a friend for a stupid sorry which won't mend any hurt anyway, it's just that way to me who you are to me comes before how deep you hurted me. so i just forget about it when you were a…

Such a word, how many great things happened in our worldfor the sake of appreciation? How was this word the motivation for many great works? All of us always expect a word of thanking, gratitude, in short, appreciation after any good act made by us. I guess it is one of the most beautiful things on Earth, the feeling of being appreciated, maybe even more powerful than love itself. Speaking of the other side, the negative side of appreciation. Talking about ignoring others, killing them. Many people are destroyed mentally from the first sign of non-appreciation. When we talk about some jobs depending on appreciation, the perfect example is writers.…

Life is not always fair, in fact its not fair at all…don't we all think this way? What is fair or who is fair anyway? Seems like this word doesn't even exist. If life isn't fair so are we, because we are part of this life too, so who started the "unfair" issue first?, is it Life or Us..!! You are the master of your actions as an adult, you choose to say words you want, how you dress and what to dress, u choose what to say , how you say it and who to talk to, you have the door wide open for you to go anywhere you…

Well it came to me when read IRC's post about experience relation with time, i thought why we just relate things with time that much.we don't call a friend a close one without the tag of " i know him for so long ", we get scare when see a young doctor just trying to examine us and so onSometimes i do that too but in friendship issues i used to ignore that time factor, maybe in love too, here it's not about time it's just about harmonyOnce i had a friend for just 4 days well they have been really continuous 4 days but still 4 days !!! i…

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I traveled a lot, I roamed a lot, saw a lot, thought a lot, suffered a lot. Traveling sometimes brings joy, happiness, suffer, pain, astonishment. All kinds of people are available. I always believe that people are the same. But, not the one kind same, they are different kinds. You know, like mass production principle. You have a definite number of products will be produced in a huge number. You will see millions of products, but are they different? You can easily realize. Many people sell the world. A few just buy it, which always come to a surprise. Because, if you buy the world, you will think of yourself…

The world closing in and did you ever think that we could be so close, like brothersThe future's in the air, I can feel it everywhere blowing with the wind of changeTake me to the magic of the moment on a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow share their dreams with you and meTake me to the magic of the moment on a glory nightWhere the children of tomorrow dream away in the wind of changeWalking down the street, and distant memories are buried in the past foreverI fallow the Moskva down to Gorky Park listening to the wind of changeThe wind of change blows straight into the face of…