good night
it's been a year since i started this blog. one year. talk about commitment!
anyway, this is going to be the last post on this blog. I feel that I have nothing more to say here. I would like to move on and take a bow. it feels somehow like a lot of baggage you know?
I was planning this before the war started, but then the war started, and I couldn't just shut up. and then I forgot about it. and lately it's been on my mind. so.
having said that, i'm not leaving completely, so dont get too excited. i'm definitely going to be reading you, and passionately (sometimes nicely) commenting on what you have to say.
i'm also thinking of starting another blog. mostly photos, and a maybe few words here and there. so i'll be around. just on another spot, and in a different format. and anyway, who knows what happens, right? why does this suddenly feel like i'm trying to break up nicely with you guys? well, i'm not. maybe i am. anyway, khalas, it's over!
it's been great. really.
thanks for reading and commenting and for making this page so hard to part with.
one more thing. live that moment. you know, the one that makes you happy. the one that makes your seemingly hopeless exhausting pointless life worth living. dont just refuse it because it's too inconvenient or impractical or whatever. if it makes you happy, it cant be that bad, right?
thanks for reading and commenting and for making this page so hard to part with.
one more thing. live that moment. you know, the one that makes you happy. the one that makes your seemingly hopeless exhausting pointless life worth living. dont just refuse it because it's too inconvenient or impractical or whatever. if it makes you happy, it cant be that bad, right?
shit this is not easy at all.
tayyeb.
bye now.
posted by Laila K at
17:33
41 Comments:
yalla create your new blog fast :).
or do like me... create a few more...maybe 10
lol
and u want me to enable comments?
i'll still love u zgheereh
and (violin strumming now) it's been great blogging with you
do u remember how it all started? i'm sure he has no clue he created monsters!
no no no no...
yalla take it back.
it's all my fault! maybe if i left comments when i read your posts, my comment would've held more sway...but now...it's over :(
please keep us posted, i enjoy your blog :)
Good luck wherever you go, Laila....
we'll be after you....
ma khlosti minna....
we love you...:)
mattawle latbalshe bel blog eltanye...eh? balshe halla2 masalan :D
it's been a pleasure passing by your blog everyday and knowing all of you (min el princess ila chloe w hallouma jarran :) ). keep that camera in ur bag & yalla, we'll be waiting!
ya khsara..
..ya khsaraaaaaaaaa... !
..
..
(as i was thinking "ya khsara" and was ready to type it, i heard in my head the voice "ghirbi", one of the lead characters in ghawar's famous play by the same name "ghirbi" (actually written by Mohammad al-Maghout.) Have you watched it? here's the set-up for the line:
Ghirbi is a typical Levantine village, innocent, ignorant, forgotten, stuck in the past, lovely (much like our souls.) This village is exploited by a beik (a feudal lord,) but the villagers seem to not know any better. Ghirbi is also the name of a young woman in the play; she is very idealistic and romantic, and wants to marry only for love, so she's still single. she dreams of a white knight coming into the village on a white horse and swooping her off her feet.
one day a young, idealistic young man comes into town because the government in the capital has assigned him to be the village teacher, to teach the illiterate villagers how to read and teach about the promise of socialism (this play was back in the 70's; such an idealistic, romantic time full of khsara.)
getting back to the story, the young man arrives in the village and finds no one: the beik has introduced a curfew. Ghirbi (the young woman) is on her way home so he stops her to ask for help, directions to the village school because he is also assigned to sleep in the school. he asks her about many things in the village, such as weyn elmadrasi, elbaladiyeh, etc, and every time she answers "ma fi," "ma fi," with the most innocent, lost, sad voice that breaks my heart every time i watch the play. so before she leaves, she hesitates and says, "dakhlak, keef jeet lahon?" and he answers, "3al-bosta." she asks, "ya3ni mish 3ala 7san abyad?" he replies, "la2."
so she looks off into space, and sadly and with a melancholy sense of surrender and loss, she says to herself, "ya khsara. ya khsaraaaaaaaaa...." and runs off stage.
happy new year
:(
If it makes you happy than why the hell are u you sad...
come on you guys what is that no-more-blogging? a 2007 trend?
did you take it back yet?
Buena suerte, Laila.
Voy a esperar tus comentarios :)
Besos,
-m
WHY!!!!!!
ma befham! if today you have nothing to write, tomorrow you will! why drop the towel like that!! change the colors, the name, the font. just... stay! yiii!!!
et tu, laila?
- manar
no seriously now, reconsider. it's like a civic duty..(i won't elaborate. fihmik kfeiyeh).
Hey, don't let me istaffezzik so that you find something to write about. Erja3e bel mni7 without tta3bine ;)
she will be back, I am sure of it :)
I AM reconsidering i swear! but on another blog, as I said.
i'll post the new address once i have it
laterz
el hawa sultan
excellent..
di3ano el libanomio.
yalla bassita. look I tried a similar escape during the july war. this is when I created Emily's blog. I did not advertise it or anything, I wanted it to be my escape space. I found myself bloggin on urban memories, more than on my new and "secret" blog.
yalla bring back the libanomio.
sho 3a ra'yik il ossa?
a historical announcement:
I can stand another mononoke/cleo/laila/leila/not-leila nickname change if u open another blog right now..
P.S. this offer stands for 3 days. afterwards I am back to the anti-nickname-change-oppositon campaign..
-H
(and don't ever think of dragging the "hillz" issue to this..)
ok laila....everyone is WAITING!!!! wain sirti?? Thinking of your new identity?? ;) eh 3ajli :P
you're not back yet :(
We are all waiting you to come back Laila, don't disappoint us girl
I think laila's new nick will be
super-duper-flying-lebanese-laila-girl
I can't wait to see where you turn up next. I've really enjoyed reading your blog and getting to "know" you. It says a lot about who you are as a person that you kept in contact despite the events of last summer. Don't be a stranger, Laila.
you are too valuable a contributor to our community..
please stay..
Hello,
I was googling Fairuz's "Li Beirut" amazing song, and I stumbled upon your blog since you posted this song last August.
Many thanks for posting it.
I love Fairuz, I love Beirut, and I love Lebanon.
I love the diversity that Lebanese bring to the Middle East. Am I being naive by writing this?
posted by a non-Lebanese.
you are being tolerant by loving diversity if in fact you really do
dont all countries in the world contribute something?
Thank you for the time dedicated to your blog. I learned alot from you on so many levels and loved what I learned. Remember to take a break every now and then to blow some bubbles.
hmmm... though i rarely comment but i check your blog regularly... and i like ur posts...
hope u change ur mind
we miss your posts Laila, come back :)
khayy rte7na minnik!!!
I love you all. This is very emotional you guys.
Damn! Your blog was the only thing in my life preventing me from killing myself. Merde.
ibn bint jbail, I LOVE THAT PLAY. I watched it so many times as a kid. i know exactly which scene you're talking about :)
Sad to see a Lebanese blogger leaving :(
Unless u no longer find it fulfilling, in that case, good luck with your life outside the "BLOG WORLD"
you're not back yet!
I sense a @BLOG@ sex CHANGE!!!!!
Well Done :)
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