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Skip to main content. Skip to primary sidebar. Skip to secondary sidebar. The Crazy Thoughts of a Gurl's Restless Mind …. The one place I truly set my mind free. Larr; The life I’m living. Posted by Menna Gamal. We’re taking social networking and the Internet to a whole new level and not in a good way. This was never what it was intended for, but here we are. Why would a married couple apologize to each other over social media? Quite simple. How have we come to this? How is that so acceptable now? There ...
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ثورة الغضب | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. The 31st of Jan…. This slideshow requires JavaScript. أمان, تنظيم, لجان شعبية,إحترام, إلتزام, إصرار, إحساس بمعني الوطن, وعي, إراده… هذه هي الكلمات التي تصف ما عشته و رأيته هذا اليوم… والأيام التي سبقت. February 4, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out.
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. 28, 29 Jan. This slideshow requires JavaScript. The next day all over the country men started securing their area families and properties, pictures of then men of our area standing in the streets through the whole curfew. February 2, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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“سيناريو إفتراضي لما بعد “نعم | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. 8220;سيناريو إفتراضي لما بعد “نعم. هل صحيح المجلس العسكرى يريد تسليم السلطة بسرعة للشعب و لرئيس مدنى كما يدعى؟ اعتقد لا و لكنه يجب ان يتظاهر بذلك لاتمام مخططه ولماذا لا يريد المجلس ترك السلطة؟ 8211; التضحية بالحرس الجديد للنظام لتهدئة الشارع المصرى و الابقاء على الحرس القديم الذى هو على علم كامل بهذه الصفقات المشبوهة و التحالف معه للتخطيط لتصفية الثورة. – كشف بعض قضايا الفساد لاشغال الرأى العام. رابعا: سيرفض المجلس العسكرى ا...
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ثورة الغضب 26 | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. في ثاني أيامها 26. This slideshow requires JavaScript. January 27, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email.
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Damage | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. Constant insults and down grading could often lead to emotional paralysis, specially when coming from someone very close to you. The smallest insults seem as if seen through a microscope, starting from obvious spoken words to looks full of negative emotions. April 8, 2011. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). Next Post ».
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Do not stand at my grave and weep | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. Do not stand at my grave and weep. Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush. I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. February 8, 2011. Mary E. Frye. Laquo; Previous Post.
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مكان إسمه الوطن | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. من تقريبا 3 سنين شفت فيلم تسجيلي ساب اثرعميق جدا فيا… لأنه كان بيتكلم عن أزمة كنت بإستمرار حاساها, و هي إنعدام إحساسي بإني بنتمي لحاجة بخلاف معتقداتي وديني. إحساسي المستمر بإني نفسي أسيب البلد, إحساسي المستمر بإني أحسنلي أوفر أحلامي أو أحلم بس في نتاق محدود و ضيق… في نتاق “الواقعية”! الإنسان بدون وطن مسخ… و الوطن يعني جذور… الشجر لو عطش مش هيدور علي تربة تانية! Http:/ www.egyptiandocumentary.blogspot.com/. March 11, 2011.
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Escaping Sadness | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. After a long day i am now back home. the numbing effect of surrounding myself with people is residing and i am now left alone with my restless mind; the flash backs, the memories, the ringing voice in my ears… i cannot escape the inevitable no more. As i reach out looking for a black ensemble to wear tomorrow to my grandmothers funeral it hits me! My tears arise with no hesitation and draw their trail along my face…. My gran...
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ثورة النور | Glintingshadows's Blog
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The unspoken. The fleck of dream in a sea of reality. The inseparable companion. 1st of Feb. (المليونية). This day i was proudly in Tahrir square amongst 2 million people. I could hardly move, it was like a sea of magnets all stuck together and although am claustrophobic and hate crowded places this was one of the best and proudest moments of my life. I saw the young children taking part in shaping their own future by calling out for freedom, justice and honour! This slideshow requires JavaScript. I used...