The Other Side of Me

Fairytales do exist, no really they do, we just look at the wrong side of them or we give them a very shallow look. We watch Disney's Fairytales then say that Disney feeds our brains with wrong information because "prince charming" doesn't really exist! Let me make one thing clear, prince charming does exist, that's a fact, but I'll get back to this later. First I'll explain my point about where we go wrong about fairytales. I can summarize it all in one sentence; fairytales aren't really about love. Yes, there's always a girl and a prince and they meet and love each other at first sight and everything, but that's not really what the tale is about. Most of Disney's tales come out from the same school, the one that uses a love story to make another story appealing, what's supposed to happen is that you enjoy the "perfect" love story and learn from the other story. This is exactly where we go wrong, we enjoy the perfect love sto...

When I go to Tahrir I feel this energy floating everywhere, I get this feeling that I'm in the right place, doing the right thing. I feel that I'm putting my time and power in the greatest cause I can ever have. I feel God watching over me and approving. I feel completely selfless. If feel that dignity is priceless. The minute I get in Tahrir a smile is put on my face, even without me noticing. It's a different kind of smile, a smile of positivity, of knowing your fight is right. I smile because in Tahrir I turn into another person, into a better person. In there, I'm a person who won't give up the fight, in there, failing is unacceptable to me. I smile because I never feel safer, I never feel more welcomed, I never feel more appreciated. I smile because in there I see the people I meet everyday being real Egyptians and loving it. When in Tahrir, I don't only believe, but I know that as long as we're alive there will always be hope. Before Mubarak had resig...

I feel like I'm hiding, hiding from my duty. Hiding because I'm not doing enough, hiding in complaining about all my silly problems, hiding in saying that life shouldn't be always about politics. Hiding because I'm not thinking of what to do. Hiding because I can see that things are getting messy, hiding because I'm worried, hiding because I can't see that beam of light that I know is there. Hiding because I'm being too lazy to do anything else. I'm hiding and I feel so bad about it. I'm hiding and I refuse to believe that I am. I'm hiding and not being strong enough to face things, to change things. I'm hiding because I'm ashamed of myself. I know I'm not the only one, I'm not the only person who took part in this revolution and now feels that they're not doing enough. I won't say why I feel that I'm not doing enough, I only wish to remind you of why we revolted. I only wish to remind of people who gave their lives f...