Those were the days..

May 22, 2008 at 10:05 pm | In Family, Life, Me Myself & I, Memories, Personal, a-ha | 21 Comments
  • I miss the visits to my grandma’s, Allah Yir7amha, house in Mansouriya. We used to go there, and then to my aunt’s house in the back. I remember playing inside the van ‘Waneet’ which was always parked outside, though I never knew to whom it belonged. 
  • I miss playing in 7adiqat el Mansouriya.
  • I miss seeing my grandma at breakfast each morning when I was in Kuwait. She can’t do it anymore but I keep remembering that.
  • I miss uncle ‘Y’ Allah yir7ama when he used to come to my mother-in-law’s house (his sister) each night for dinner. He used to eat khoboz o jibin or soup or kebab. He was the most humble modest man I know.
  • I miss my best ‘relative’ friend. I remember the days when we used to stay long hours, in her room, just reading magazines and cutting what we want. Or, translating and looking up every word in the dictionary we didn’t know from an A-HA song. Though we are not together any more, I truly wish her well and all the best.
  • I miss aunt ‘M’ Allah yir7amha. I don’t really know what exactly to mention about her because there was and will never be anyone like her.
  • I miss the days when we used to record tamthiliyyat (Tv shows) with my brothers. The Monopoly games and the so7oor in Ramdan.
  • I miss the gatherings on Wednesdays. Used to be my favourite day of the week.
  • I miss uncle ‘M’ Allah yir7ma. I miss his visits to my house in Switzerland. He stayed with me two times and during that time, I got to know the real him, which not many know unless you live with him. 
  • I miss her, although I haven’t seen her for a long time, and now she’s gone. 
  • I just miss everything and hate the changes but all I can say is Al Hamdilla 3ala kil 7al.
  • There are so many other things but I can’t write anymore. My heart is aching and I so need a hug :( .
P.S: I am really sorry to all my relatives who are reading this. I know they relate to a lot of the things I said so I am really sorry if I made you feel bad but I felt I had to let it out somewhere.

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