Wogaf Gulbi

I love this weather. It lures you out of the house and temps you to wander outside. The breeze is uplifting and happiness fills the air.

That is exactly what why my sister and I were feeling, cruising in my car with the windows open, laughing and solifing. The street was surprisingly empty. The sun has just came down and the color of the sky was breathtaking.

I can hear a fast car coming from behind. I look up at the rear view mirror and I can spot a sporty car at an insane speed.

Then...

A LOUD screeching voice...

And with terror, we watch as the car passes us by, swerving out of control, skidding and skidding in circles......

BAAAAAAAAAM

It hits the concrete thingy on the side of the pavement!!!!!

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It all happened in a split second, in a blink of an eye...

Frozen by shock, I slow my car as we pass the crumbled sports car, my heart thumping so hard it deafens my ears, and my sister started shouting hystericzally: STOP THE CAR, STOP THE CAR I TELL YOU!!

Not knowing what else to do, I do as she asks, and park to side of the pavement . "I have to make sure he's ok, 7araam, I just have to.. ", she flings open the door and runs back to the accidenet. I quickly go after her, grab her by the arm : "Wait here. JUST WAIT A MINUTE " ..

By now, many cars have stopped to help. We can see guys going over and trying to open the door of the crushed car. I give out a silent prayer. My sister literally crumbles to her knees when she sees that they have managed to get the driver out. He has one hand over his head indicating a wound there, but other than that he seems ok.

"Al7amdlellah al7amdlellah", I murmer. I look at my sister, she was trembling, her face drained from color and my heart skips a beat for she looks so traumatized . "Yallah let's go now. He's ok and there are alot of guys with him. We must leave now shakelna ghala6".

We head back to the car, and drive home in silence.

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To the driver:
Bl 7adeed wala feek. Fedwa lik elsayara. I hope you are feeling better now.

For the guys:
Ya 7elo shababna wallah. Allah ya7meekom mn kel shar, wekhalleekom lahalkom.

For you all:
Life is short. Please be safe and drive carefully.

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Love you all

الدنيا ربيع والجو بديع

صباح رايق جميل


وشمس مشرقة تضوي لي أعماق قلبي

ونسمات باردة عليلة،، تغسل الروح


ومشوار بالسيارة

أنا ونفسي


مع أغنية حلوة

أدندن معاها بطرب ،، وأهز راسي


أكو أحلى من جذي؟

:)

مبرووك

عقبال الكاس يا رب

:)

.. ما بني على باطل

In less than a year,
love went screaming and running out of the window.



They got a divorce!

الحمدلله

Our darling blogger, who we all followed her big battle with Cancer, has finally had her happy ending to her story.

*Heart swells with pride, emmense joy, and sheer happiness*

I don't know the girl personally, but I can't help but feel deep emotions for her. Through this ordeal she endured, many of hearts gathered around her, many hands risen to the sky in a prayer for her, many eyes have shed tears, and many more souls were touched by her.. Her extraordinary bravery, her un-shaken faith, her complete surrender to God's will is INSPIRATIONAL.

إِنَّهُ لاً يَيْأَسُ مِن رَّوْحِ اللّهِ إِلاَّ الْقَوْمُ الْكَافِرُونَ - يوسف:87

I write this down with a lump in my throat, my eyes are hot and stingy, yet... I'm smiling.. smiling while my heart silently sends out a thousand al7amdlellah..

Al7amdlella al7amdlellah al7amdlella

I remember first writing about her more than 6 months ago when she first discovered the disease. I remember how I had no doubt in my mind that she would conquer it. That she- with the will of God- will prevail. And she did. With the grace of God she did. She came shining thorugh.

So to you, FOURME, my hero,

start calling the publishers because this is one story that should be shared with the world.

And yes,

I fully expect a dedication, for me AND my sister, on the first page ;*