Dedicated to the best people I've ever met.

Sometimes we meet some people who change the tracks of our lives, who make us feel really different and make a real change in our lives and sometimes, they become a part that can never be separated ov our souls and minds.

After I left school, I felt like I'll never meet good people, I'll keep going without frineds, and when I went to college, that thought became a reality, so I changed from an active chearful person to a lazy dull one that I started to hate myself.

The situation started to get worse till early in summer of 2008 when I promised that I'll change that situation and thought that I was much stronger than a person who would let all this crap control her life, by then, I was applying to be a member in STP, I chose media coz I felt myself a part of that team before even seeing it.

However, I wasn't so satisfied after I fisrt met you in Massimo, I felt that we would never be real friends, that's going just to be some kind of work or even some "ay kalam" that'll be doingm especially for Marium :D I thought you were going to be se "Tenka w hadya", bs olt yalla, let's wait and see what's going to happen.

When we started meeting later in Maadi (Ya Marium :D) to get that photoshop training, I started to love you more, and we got much closer day afet day, and then Maged got back men re7leto elly 5alel feeha (lessa ba7ked 3aleik) :D and we started working, sa7ee7 I realized later that we were'nt realy working :D bs they were great moments.

Showaya and we got into work aktar, we got involved with STP aktar, I can still remember how we spent ramadan days f Ibn Sina w Ramadan nights online 3al MSN le daraget ennena konna ben2oom netsa77ar w nerga3 w we didn't leave 3'er wel fagr bey adden!

Geina abl el opening and we were kinda mat7oneen :D and then we got to know each other aktar w aktar l daraget enny lamma kesebt f mosab2et el mofawadeya w kan ma3aya 3-4 invitations bs lel takreem you were the first people I thought of calling, 3ashan I wanted to share that moment with you, 5soosan that I won this competition because of you, if it weren't for you makontesh ha2addem aslan, if it weren't for your support I would have continued.
And because of this competition, I started to get known and contacted by galleries and participate in other competitions, because of you I started to have more belief in myself.


When we met ba3daha f Colours gallery (yom el set el 3ageeba :D), you were the first people who came and shared my success, something 7atta my family didn't do (although my family is really supportive), I always fel you beside me f kol 7aga.

Lmma konna f black and white, Nancy started saying: 5alas, fadel 21 days w STP te5las, and we felt bad by then, w kont 3arfa ad eh ana haddaye2 fel closing, but never though enny ahb2a keda.

I was trying to enjoy every moment left, and not to think about the end, bs the truth is much stronger that my false thoughts, and I felt so sad fel opening, bs I could hold myself from crying, ya3ny msh talbaha nakad in that great day :D

We7na ben7addar lel closing, when Marium asked me to get her some photos for the movie I felt a strange feeling that can't be expressed by words when I was coping the photos, eftakart every single moment, and I did hold myself from crying bardo, bs it was a bit harder than yom el opening.

We7na fel colsing, when I saw el nas w homma beysa22af after the "bye bye" movie I felt teras filling my eyes, bs by then Sara AbdAllah came and sadi Marwa ta3aly bsor3a 3ayzaky daroury, so I forgot baout it w tl3et, and when I got in and realized that I was part of that "Dream team" I was crying bs inside :D I was watching all the members 7ad 7ad and I was looking at you specifically and I wanted you to be there with me.

When I was driving home, Aya kanet ma3aya and she was reading el speeches fel conference book, I remained silent and when I got back home I slept 3ala tool 3ashan msh 3ayza a3ayat, bs when I read people's notes and saw our photos ma3a ba3d, I couldn't hold my self from crying.

I never expected that I'll love you keda! I never expected that I am going to cry for leaving someone whom I first met 8 months ago, I never expected that you'll be that special, bs you truely are! You're the best people I've ever met, you'll always be in my heart foever, and I'll never forget STP'09 and the best media team ever.

Can't find a thank you word wallahy! Law a3adt a2ool kol el thank you words ely fel donia msh hatkaffy, bs I am sure you can feel how I feel and understand what I want to say.

I'll always keepremebering and loving you! Proud to know you! Begad I am!!

We're in good hands!

Something inside me always tells me: Nothing bad is going to happen, you're on the right way, never fear the future, never regret the past, everything is going to be fine, "We're in good hands!"

Sometimes when we feel lost, someone appears to guide and mentor or even support and sometimes hold your hand to the right path, in other times something happens to tell you you're on the right way, "An omen" just flickers in front of your eyes showing you a sign, everytime we get lost we get back on the track very soon, just because "we're in good hands".

When something is complicated and you're confused how to respond, it just gets better wthout your action, when someone hurts you or even tries to harm you, you never need to take revenge because someone always does it for you. "We're in good hands".

Can't ask for a better life! Can't ask for better parents, better friends, better surrounding, better country! Simply can't ask for a better God!

An unforgettable lesson.

A new year has always been a symbol of hope, but for 2009, everything is completely different. The new year is a symbol of death, misery and war.

Ten days of continous masscares over Ghaza, ten days of shouting voices, crying eyes, blood, cut limbs and dead bodies everywhere, ten days and the Arab governments are almost "actionless", ten days and mercy has gone to the other world, maybe celebrating the new bloody year.

I'm not going to write about the situation in Ghaza, I'm just going to write about the situation here, in Egypt, my homeland. The government has done almost nothing, it took them days and days to allow trucks carrying food and milk to pass through the borders, I guess they wouldn't have opened it if it wasn't for the unofficial efforts heald by the Arab people.

I've seen the Egyptian flag being burnt side by side with the Israelian flag as if we were against the Palsetinian case, as if we were murdurers, as if betrayed our brothers and sisters the Arabs, Muslims and Human being, as if we replaced our hearts with some bullets to use 'em against the poor children in Ghaza who can't sleep because of fear, because the sounds of bombs don't stop, because they're not sure if they slept they'd find there parents alive or not, their houses there or not, even themselves there or not.

We didn't betray our brothers and sisters, we would never stop supporting you, we are trying to do our best and be there for you, but our governments don't always represent us, we are different.

I want to shout and say: I am supporting the palestinian case, with all what I can do, with all what I can offer, I'm supporting you against my government.

That just taught me a great lesson, we can't judge a whole people because of it's corrupt government as we do with some western countries, we can't say they hate us, they don't. Even if their governments do, we shouldn't say the whole country is against us, because the strongest among you may not wear the crown.

Donations for Ghaza:
Inside Egypt: http://www.amu-eg.com/tabaraa.php
Outside Egypt: http://www.un.org/unrwa/emergency/donation/emergency_activities.html