Memoirs of a Sudanese Breath

Sunday, November 22, 2009

I never usually 32

So happy, so so so so so so happy
but to get to that stage
there is a lot of hard work
no matter what your pathway is
no matter where you want to be happy
you must work
and wake up early
and stay up late
you must clean and dust and polish your faith
you must argue with yourself about your mistakes
for no one can intimidate you more than yourself
in order to be happy , you must try
and never lie to yourself
you must consider options and let your hair down to life
for you to be happy you must consider yourself lucky
and stop making people think you are not
stop making yourself think you are not
think of it this way...
Not all people know that rythym you know
for you to be happy you need to understand
and command, you understand
yourself
THIS IS WHY YOU ARE NOT HAPPY
you do notwant to understand yourself
you do not want to know who youare
andwhat you mean to yourself
or what you need
that is why you arenot happy like how they dance
like how they feel and know and love
and dance

The Diva Chronicles_shake me 2


let me tell you about a girl who lost her way

once upon a time she used to pray

and asked for all things she wanted in her life

until one day she gave up for no reason at all

she let herself fall

all the angels were so suprised

they were so used to taking her forgiveness up to the sky

but all they could see now was a girl filled with a lie

for she was living her life for all the wrong reasons

breaking promises and weakening her soul

why was she taking this role?

she wasnt like that at all

once upon a time she trusted her faith

once upon a time she had strong dreams

once upon a time she never gave up

now it didn't make sense what was up

what was wrong?

was it a devils new trick

or her soul was sick

or her mind was quick... to be impatient

well whatever the problem the wind blew strong

and the roads grew long

whatever it was

this girl was far

and could no longer find stars

to wish upon

whatever it was

this girl was crying

and no longer trying

to find a solution

just a while back there was so much success!

and dreams did come true!

proof came about

that in God there was no doubt

So what was the difference now?

Why the break in Love now?

How could she think like this?

and live like this?

No...

This girl need shaking

and waking

and talking to

this girls needs a replay of her fascinating memoirs

her life and her dreams

this girl needs ....herself back



Saturday, November 21, 2009

shake me

So little time, with so many things left to do
So many problems with such few answers
few answers that I should take
and make the right choice
so many right choices that I have escaped
so many quick pathways that are wrong
its taking too long to wake up
and shake up
yesterday and the days before
its like... i want to hold my shoulders and shake and shake and shake my body out of my body
my mind out of my mind
and let a very cold jug of water be thrown upon me too
like prayers
I need something to shock me
and im searching in all the unfaithful places
I need someone to hold me
but all I need is God and his love
His love and beauty is right here for me
he has given me so much
and so many things
I need and dont need
I feel priveleged and undeserving of his kindness
its like the lover who gives you all and wants nothing in return
just wants you to love him and be there for him
and be good to him
isnt that what love is
so why am I running away ..from him
from God
my lover
my best friend
my indication of beautiful Islam

Sunday, November 15, 2009

I never usually 31


....Is there something wrong?


How did you reply to that man>?

What do you mean?

And it's none of your business

More importantly, there is no question asked to me


Ok, if he asks, what are you going to say?

Will you sacrifice yourself?

.....You have no idea about me

Where did you get these ideas?


He takes two steps to reach her, staring into her eyes explicitly, he catches her hand before she can escape out of his love


I saw how you two danced

.....How were we dancing?


He grabs her waist and pulls her nearer,

Did he hold your waist like this?

D, Don't do this

I, have to go

Did he look into your eyes like this?

Leave me...


Are you still that girl who is very proud

or are you going to choose the easy way?


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Am I still that girl who is very proud, or have I taken the easy way out

Will I take the way that I don't have to sweat and starve and try harder and harder, wake earlier and sleep later , and think stronger and act wilder and softer at the same time

or will I take the way that I just hide, and have no pride,

Which way is more romantic?

which way would make my life and my faith proud

my faith

I miss my faith

its the lover i lost

the lover i have replaced

and stopped its trace of beauty on me

Faith

I have forgotten its place

In my life

I left it stand on the balcony and i didnt come dance with it


I feel uninspired anymore

المشاطPlaits

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Plaiting hair in sudan is very traditonal and beautiful, different ways and styles, sizes and rythyms to get the hair plaited and held in place - it really matches the african sudanese hair and face, girls look really pretty and suited to plaited hair and long ago, plaits were traditional all the time, even in weddings (unlike now straightening hair and foreign hairstyles)

Old money notes of Sudan

The old 25 & 50 Pence of the Sudanese Dinar -
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Symbol of Sudan

An old symbol of Sudan - Placed on the old flag - It marks a history of a lot of lost meanings and ideas that presented sudan long ago


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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -

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