أرأيت حينما تتفتح أمامك الطرقات والفرص ويبدو أن نصيبك من الحصة قاب قوسين أو أدنى مناله… ثم لا تصيب إلا بقدر ما يصيبك منه؛ خيبة الأمل… وخيبة الظن.
تعلمت ألا أرفع سقف توقعاتي أبدا حتى أصيب رجائي فذلك أدعى وأحفظ لهوى القلب ومراد العقل.
I have been to the glamorous Paris and to the cultural London and from Far East to the most entertaining states in the U.S. Istanbul has captured my attention for sure and kept me interested every time I visit.
Those curious, pushy and intelligent creatures, I have never seen as big as those Turkish seagulls! Crossing from Europe to Asia daytime.. every sea journey we take has a marvelous impact, I look at the locals around us and wonder if they’re used to this unusual yet very familiar scene… ummm I think they are!
Oh I am going to let those birds plan my retirement, here between East and West, where I feel hidden yet close to home and isolated but surrounded by friendly faces.
I have officially introduced to the color black when I moved and lived in Qatar 2012. My closet became 80% dark colors, mostly black. It wasn’t an option before that, surely not my favorite. By time I realized the huge dramatic change and wondered what happened?
Here in Istanbul you can never miss the fact that the color black is people number one choice — plain black, strong and clear. Orhan Pamuk once said describing his home town ‘Istanbul, city of sadness…’
Preferring color over another definitely reflects our mood and hidden feelings and in some cases to fit within new circles, different cultures and so on… why do I need to analyze continuously wearing black when it’s simply because it’s a gorgeous color!
The journey of looking for a rental car begins from the airports. I’m gonna need a car now that I have two projects working on. Keeping in mind the word TEMPORARY – in bold, CAPS, LOUD and CLEAR – I do not wish to settle here. As I browse rental options I realized might as well exchange the different currencies I have in my purse. I look… umm this reminds me of when I was looking for the same thing back on Oct in Qatar #airport, when the ATM almost swallow my card due to entering wrong pass repeatedly! My bad, I blame early morning flights. So I decided to keep whatever currency I have – just in case.
I like airports it’s where a chapter begins or ends…