can love be eaten !!

do you think love can be eaten??

Hmm Yes  I  think that !  if something made by love spirit
such what ??????

such as apple pie made by love shape 🙂

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>> oh my god it’s looks so yummy 😀
I baked this lovely pie today for my family  and how pretty it was
this was a moment to share the love with my family , sure they gathered to eat from it and like how it looks too 🙂

sometime each one are busy by work or study so that we don’t sit together without doing something , this way make us share the moment of eating love sweet , I like that

actually I couldn’t wait to eat from it when I was taking pictures haha 😀 because I was hungry

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I believe that love not only can be said love can be made 

made to eat too 😀 😀

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book review : the fault in our stars

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Sorry for telling that this post should be written before , I’m writing it now cuz i didn’t write a blog since 24 June

OMG , it’s a long time  I don’t feel like writing this but an echo inside telling me come on write something hahah 😀

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by the way I watched the film and read the book but actually I liked the book more than the film I feel it touched me deeper

the story is sad and romantic , the cancer played the actions in it , there is some hope between words i think .

the people who may think they would die just by having cancer , maybe they are wrong  shouldn’t think like that because if they live with hope and like anyone else in the world may they recover of cancer and if they think they would die just by cancer may they really die not by cancer maybe by their thoughts in it

( that makes me remember a person in reality was having a cancer but he was thinking positively and he have a hope of recovering ,then he really fought cancer and recovered , that THERE IS A LIFE IN HOPE and  now he wanna change the name from cancer patients to cancer fighters )

Bake to novel….

for me the saddest part of the story are

when hazel got so sick and couldn’t breath so her parents took her to the hospital

I thought before i read the rest she may die >>but she got better after that

and when Augustus waters died  , I didn’t expect he may die but he is  and that’s was really sad

so the funny part of the story is when Issac throws the eggs with Augustus on Monica’s car

and I wished she was opening the door not her mom just to get an egg on her face hahahah lol 😀

the character I don’t like is Peter Van Houten I think he is drunk enough and mad really makes me feel anger

overall the story is good and well written I give it 3 and half stars of 5 🙂

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The fault in our stars

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Hello every one  🙂

Goodmorning or goodevening wherever you are in the world

I would like to share my reading  book,  as u see in the pic i’m reading the fault in our stars, i’m at the beginning  an i feel it good,  actually  before i buy this book i read many reviews about it the book touched  the most and makes some cry,  as well as it’s  high rated and recommended in goodreads ,  really that makes me wonder! It must be a super book !  It may makes me cry as others  i will put Kleenex beside me lol: D.  Hmm I   haven’t  cry  when I read sad books,  yes I  feel sad and depressed but no tears  lol,  (I  cry when i watch sad films  )  . i really  was  very curious and exciting i just want to know the story. so I bought  The book it’s now between my hands 😀 i feel happy to have it..  i’m at 22 page till now it’s  good: )

I will share my feelings when i finish it; )

So if you read it you can tell ur feeling in comments: )

Cup of coffee

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cup of coffee is not just a drink with sugar 
or with any nice flavor 
it can be a story of love , it can be a memories book 
cup of coffee sometimes turns to words 
tells the forgotten moments
sometimes turns to  bitter drink
 tells each sad events 
cup of coffee can be the happiness of special day , 
it also can be the comfort of hard pain
cup of coffee differ from city to other from country to other
 from person to other from event to other from day to other 
cup of coffee can be your best friend from the first drop to the end 
it can be the best time you don’t forget 

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how would be that love ? when be shared
how would be that kiss, hugs and sleep
warm,peace,and safe!!
what if I born another one else
what if I have great love surrounds
what if I have parents, brothers and sisters
to just feel the real feelings
to just live the delight of moments
but
don’t feel it because it’s in my dreams
would like to touch it but it makes me cry
I wonder why??
I suffer , hide pains
live with unknown friends
no one hear my screams
because of what? because I’m one of orphans

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orphans don’t need us to look them Compassion look for their situation , because they don’t need it anyway , they need only caring that shows their importance in the community . god knows their situation so he make them strong enough . the pity look of some people to them make them angry or hate to see the people because of that you should treat them like any person also it’s better to consolidate them with the public and make them show their effectiveness to feel them they are not alone!! I went with my mom just to see them but the supervisor said they don’t like the people to feel pity for them that’s hurt them more !! yeah that’s right

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when I was watching anne shirley cartoon I cried when she was do( I didn’t let my sis see my tears)  😀 because she is an orphan and she thought she has ugly face with red hair and she suffered when her dad and mom died but I liked the hopeful spirit in her she forced people around to respect her although she was do crazy ideas and funny in the same time I just love it ..she live her life happily like if her parents was alive , actually I decided to help orphans because they really deserve caring !!
yeah it’s just a cartoon but really touched me and it’s the cartoon that I don’t feel I’m old to watch it 🙂

 

Rose of 10:30 am

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the last day at that place , was sunny day bodes well , with unbelievable events
life is always full of surprising stuff . gives the gifts at right moment ! times arranges unexpected meeting with people you don’t know much about them , it’s enough to met them once then life can plays with the times so may they back with great things or leave to their way

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while i was wandering on that place to farewell everything , met by chance that friend
which I got to know her on the stairs one day and had normal conversation !

she asked

it’s your last day here right?
– yes
so are you going now ?
-no i have something to do it then go
ok , May I have your number phone please?
-yes for sure
thanks !!
-you’re welcome

everyone gone on way

the early hours of morning passed as usual but with different taste I know I won’t be again at that place it’s the last day !!

at 10:00 Am finished my work

10:15 went to the coffee shop ordered my favorite drink ,
10:20 talked with some of friends and said good bye to them
10:30 on the door about to leave , suddenly the same friend back from flowers shop

do you want leave ?
-yes I think
just a moment i have something to you ?
– ???
here you are , this rose for you and I wish you good luck
– 😮 not believe !! thank you so much for that I’m really appreciated that’s kind of you
so for now good bye
-good bye

the rose of 10:30 am was unique rose not for shape or smell but for the feeling at that attitude
wasn’t know much about that friend and I think she is very lovely
I kept that rose saved although it leaves dried but when I see it I feel it alive

Two we are in one heart

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lucky to have someone like you

when I found true friends are few

appreciate the time when we met

mean to me a moment never forget

we weren’t talking much as close friends

day by day got know each other well

I remember the frequent ringtones you were sent

and how I feel happy when read your messages

but the fate took us away in different path

not away of each other hearts

I admit you are the person who understand

who is ready anytime to hold my hand

although the distance between us a miles

but we always find the way of smile

even when differ in one point

and everyone go with his choice

even we disagree of the most things

and everyone go with what  believe

we still together stand side  by side

pray god to protect our friendship

and I give you all my respect

If I were a bird !!

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If I were a bird

I would fly away kissing the sky,
hug tightly the warmth of sun rays

I would be a good singer on the tree ,
announce the beginning of each new day

I would see the beauty of each city
and choose the best comfortable stay

I would feel the breeze gently blows on my face
swings me up,and down between clouds

I would fly when I feel fear
to the place which I can be safe

I would send message to all who I miss
arrange words in such a pretty hiss

I would travel where happiness live
over mountains, plains or jungles

I would see the end of sunset
waiting sunrise in an interest
but I’m human have no wings

which I know for the sky no limits

I know for freedom no boundaries

I know for happiness no conditions

I know for love no dates

I know for success no sexiness

تذكرة شوق الى وطن الحنين

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كانت الايام الجميلة كفيلة بان تخلق ذكرى ,مكان  آوي اليه في وحدتي , هناك تتجدد ابتسامتي ,

أجد مقعد مؤنس لروحي , لكن لا أستطيع البقاء طويلا فقط المرور!

قيل ان الزمن يفرق الاجساد ليس القلوب !! , الارواح تبقى و يبقى أثرها

….اود ان اصدق ذلك ولكن اجد في الامر صعوبة

فقد اعتدت ان أراهم , أحكي لهم , أضحك معهم……

لم اتخيل ان أحدا سيشتت حديقة صداقتنا الجميلة

ولاكن هذه سنة الحياة شئنا ام ابينا لا يبقى شيء على حاله

فقد اقتطف الفراق جميع أنواع الورود واحدة تلو الاخرى فبقيت الوردة الوحيدة

اروي شوقي بذكراهم !!

فهم كانوا جسرا ل(ابتسامة ) , زاوية في قلبي باسم ( السعادة ) وجزء من حياتي بمعنى ( الصداقة)

أصواتهم موسيقى مهدئة لمشاعري الحزينة

تشجيعهم سلم قوي يجعلني اتمسك بالعزيمة ………..

قهوتي !! لم اعد اريد المزيد منها , اصبحت باردة , مرة

كانت اوقاتهم تحليها ,و دفء قلوبهم يدفئها…..

اعلنت الرحيل !!

على خطوط طيران الحب اخذت تذكرة شوق الى بلد الحنين………

اعلم ان ضني سيخيب فهناك لا احد …

فقط كتب ذكرى سطرها الماضي الجميل !!

longing ticket to a country of nostalgia

the beautiful days was ally to create a memory, a place to go to in my loneliness

there renewed my smile , find pleasent seat for my soul, but can’t stay long only passing!!

as said : the time divides bodies not hearts, souls stay and remains its effect

want beleive that but I find it difficult

I used to see them , talk to them , laugh with them

didn’t imagine anyone will disperse our beautiful friendship garden

but this is life , wheather we like it or not , nothing remains unchanged

so the farewell picked all kinds of roses one after the other

I stayed the only rose , irrigate longing by their remembrance

they were a bridge to ( smile ) , corner in my heart by the name of ( happiness ) , and a

part of my life in the sense of ( friendship)

Their voices soothing music to my sad feelings

their encouragement makes me hold strong determination
My coffee ! ! I no longer want more of it , became cool and bitter

the time with them was sweeten it , the warmth of their hearts warms it

now

Announced to leave ! !

on the Airlines of love I took longing ticket ,to a country of nostalgia ………

I know I will be disappointed because no one is there..

Only Remembrance book written through the beautiful time ! !