The Absurdity Of Life. Get Rid Of It!

During one of my Drama classes, the word “Absurdism” was added to my list of – interesting words to search for-. My dear Mr.Google said that according to Drama context, it means “what happens when human existence has no meaning or purpose and therefore all communication breaks down, alerting their audiences to pursue the opposite”.

I figured that out since the movie or should I call it the scene about absurdism that led me to write this was so irritating. It shows an irrational action and it always ends with silence or the audience has to think of an end for it. And that sometimes kills! But then, it gives you a chance for imagination, which brings you back to life. The guy in the scene would follow things that he knows doesn’t exist or maybe he didn’t know. Who knows? The world the character was in is a meaningless world with invisible forces that took control of it. It made him go crazy and suspect his being.

Which made me think. Could this happen in our lives too? We may deal with absurdism everyday or every once in a while in our lives but we never realize that. Your life might be based on it. Imagine? Irrationality? Illogicality? Imagine that on every day of your precious life you are chasing nonsense, things that you know are no good for you and won’t help you anyways. Things that are begging you to stop chasing them and change for your sake, for a better world sake. Would you like to live like that? Of course not.

Search within you. Ask yourself: Do you need that? Would it achieve The Dream Of Your Life? If the answer is “No” then stop! Immediately! I once read that the world becomes absurd when you put rules into it. I’d like to say, “get rid of rules”. But we can’t get rid of rules, can we? Keep the good ones, the ones that pursue you to make good choices and live a better life. And then get rid of the bad rules, the ones that are holding you back and making you the same old, same old you!

The guy in the scene stayed at the same place, by the way. Pretty sure he died without trying.

Seek change. Be unpredictable. Be creative. Exercise your mind.

أوراق الشجر

بعدسة غادة الشيبة

بعدسة غادة الشيبة

عندما تتساقط أوراق الشجر… لتعلن عن حلول فصل الخريف…

عندها تتساءل الكلمات… هل يا ترى تنجلي الأحزان مع الخريف…

هذه الريح كانت السبب… أم أن الورق قد ضعف…

عندها تأتي السحب… يأتي المطر… يبزغ فجر جديد… ليعود الورق الأخضر من جديد…

تبسّم إنها سنّة الحياة… لا نشعر بحلاوة اللون الأخضر… إلا بعد أن يمرعلى ناظرنا اللون الأصفر للورق…

لذلك علينا أن نهتم جيدا بما نحب أن يدوم لأطول زمن ممكن… فلنعش الحياة بحلوها وتحدياتها…

لنستمتع بركوب الموج ونصل إلى الشاطئ بأمان…دون أن نسمح للموج أن يتغلب علينا…

عندما تتساقط أوراق الشجر… لتعلن عن حلول فصل الخريف…

عندها تأتي السحب… يأتي المطر… يبزغ فجر جديد… ليعود الورق الأخضر من جديد…

Changing Times

Hey Dunia,

Let me start with the good news; I have finished taking the two courses of antibiotics, infections have cleared up, elbow is less sore, and my flu is gone, so I’m back in good health. The bad news the weather is atrocious, well slight exaggeration as it is not snowing thank God, I hate the snow because the last time it snowed in London I was stuck in bed for a long time as carers could not come, plus I can’t go out as my wheelchair won’t work in the snow. It is quite funny right Dunia? Snow is probably loved by everyone except people with disability, another reminder how your physical ability affects your perspective of simple things such as snow.

Oh dear, I have gone all philosophical on you again. I am sorry it is not my intention, but like I told you in my last entry, writing the new year’s resolution article affected me to certain limit as it made me think about myself, what I had achieved, how I have progressed and what do I want. The last question has forever troubled me as honestly I have never had an answer, at least not a convincing one, I always tell people what they expect to hear or what my family want for me but now, writing the article I had so many ideas floating in my head.

I have never quite understood why people make resolutions, we have enough pressure and stress in life without adding a self-inflicted one, yes, I recognise it is light hearted fun but for some it can be a sign of failure to keep a promise or a reminder that not all wishes can be fulfilled, so why the risk of such feelings? A friend once told me that resolutions are needed to give one a feeling of progress and a sign of living life – the result whether you fulfil these resolutions or not is the same; active participation in life, because if you achieve these resolutions then you have worked at them and if you don’t then it means you got distracted by other goals or aspects of life. Either way you are a winner.

I kept thinking about what I achieved last year – I did not want to think about life, I thought it would be a big disappointment, let me just concentrate on the very recent past, which was not that great either as I discovered. For a start, I failed to read x number of books that I had imagined I would in a year, I didn’t produce any work on my PhD let alone a written chapter, and I don’t think I managed to learn any new skill. Yet let us look on the positive side Dunia, I did manage to meet different people, tried new things (if riding a London Bus, eating octopus and king prawn counts?) cut down on sugar in my coffee (went down from 9 sachets to 6), and expanded my writing across various fields.

The last point is probably my biggest source of pride, the ability to transfer an already established skill to a larger audience, which will hopefully educate masses about living with disability and introduce new ideas and concepts. Oh no, I have let my hand go wild with typing and lost track of time, my carer is on her way and I must go.

خاطرة على لسان خادمة

خاطرة على لسان خادمة كفئة مغتربة وأحيانا مضطهدة

أبُنيّتي ،، اطمئني
فأنا بألفِ خيرْ
مادام نبضُكِ بالحياةِ يضُخّني
أبُنيّتي ،، غداً سأعودْ
لأُضمّدَ قلبَكِ المجروح
وأحكيَ شوْقِيَ المشهودْ
أبداً،،
لن أحكيَ عن ذُلٍّ معهود
لن أحكيْ
كم على صراخٍ أصبحتْ
وكم بمرارة البعد أمسيتْ
سأعود وفي قلبي ،، قصهْ
لا غصهْ
سأعود وقد وفيتْ
بتلك الوعود
أبُنيّتي ،، اطمئني
فمصاريف مدرستك أمّنتْ
وثمن علاج جدك ، قد ادّخرتْ
والكرامة
لا بد لها في يومٍ ،، أن تعود!!

ATS Travel in Social Media Push with Travel Junkie Diary

ATS Travel partners with the highly successful platform Travel Junkie Diary to promote exclusive women only travel across the region.

Deena Ghubash from ATS Travel with Michelle Karam of Travel Junkie Diary

Deena Ghubash from ATS Travel with Michelle Karam of Travel Junkie Diary

A new and exciting strategic association has been formed between the highly successful platform “Travel Junkie Diary” and ATS Travel, the leading Dubai-based travel and destination Management Company. The first kick off meet to launch this initiative was held with a dinner event at  Manzil Downtown, Dubai.

Deena Ghubash, Director of ATS Travel who is driving this initiative along with Michelle Karam, founder of Travel Junkie Diary informed “In this dynamic era, where women are making a mark for themselves in every sphere of life, she needs a space for herself to unwind and rejuvenate. What we are aiming to do by this initiative is to empower and encourage the women folk to explore the world and understand the different and vibrant diverse cultures across the globe.” We are creating the perfect platform for them to discuss and learn about the different destinations and what each of these destinations offer as a place to relax, enjoy and learn, added Deena. We are thankful to Yasmine Al Banna of “DTI weddings” for having created a themed set up for the dinner event that was unique and set the tone for a meaningful discourse.

I am excited to be partnering with ATS Travel through “Travel Junkie Diary” and giving the right platform for women to exchange their experiences that will encourage others to follow suit, quipped Michelle Karam, Founder of Travel Junkie Diary. “In the first event that we have organized along with ATS Travel, we held a dinner event at the Manzil Downtown, inviting carefully selected women entrepreneurs who would be influencing the society in cultivating this segment of women’s travel.” Informed Michelle. “We would be hosting this event every month and look forward to growing the number of women entrepreneurs and high net worth business women to take advantage of the knowledge bank that we will be creating through these exchanges, quipped Michelle.

ATS Travel are the leaders in providing high end and luxury holidays for a huge database of high net worth individuals. This has encouraged us to partner with them to reach out to our target audience, added Michelle.


About Travel Junkie Diary:

The journey of Travel Junkie Diary began almost 2 years ago when founder Michelle Karam created a platform for individuals to share personal travel encounters, inspiring experiences and life-changing moments and celebrating the global citizens. Since inception, Travel Junkie Diary has provided a place to showcase hidden gems, travellers’ adventures, enlightening getaways, exquisite cuisines and everything in between. at its’ chore, TJD unites people from all over the globe via pervasive social media platforms that act as a valuable travel resource.

About ATS Travel:

ATS travel is a 37 year old IATA accredited Travel Management Company, based in Dubai, UAE. Formerly known as Arabian Air Travel Agencies LLC, ATS has rebranded itself, as part of its global rebranding strategy. ATS has a network of business units across the United Arab Emirates, China, Far East and India. ATS offers complete business travel solutions, airline tickets, holiday packages, cruise, MICE, travel insurance, car hire and all travel related services. By virtue of its association with ATG of USA, ATS is part of a global consortium of travel management companies found in about 50 countries worldwide. ATS promotes student and educator trips worldwide, through their exclusive partnership with the accredited student travel specialists – Barton Hill, based in London. Khaled Ghubash is the Managing Director of the company and the business is headed by its Deputy Managing Director, Saleem Sharif.

Winter Blues

Ahh Dunia,

When will January end? That is the question I keep asking myself. It is not right, I know, but having 3 types of infections and being on 2 kind of antibiotics plus painkillers is taking its toll on me, plus I am not sleeping well, I don’t know why all the pain increases at night. Alright, alright, I will stop moaning but it will be hard, you have no idea how painful it is to type right now because my elbow is infected and very sore and just touching it is an agony, so imagine Dunia what it must feel like pressing on it, you can’t imagine I know, it’s like me trying to imagine what it is like to have blisters on your feet yet you walk on them. I will have no clue whatsoever, so don’t worry I understand.

I know the best way to get my elbow to heal is by resting it, and that means laying on my back but that is so dull and limiting, I won’t be able to do anything except stare into the ceiling, I am not an idle person, I like to be constantly busy with endless list of things to do, it makes me feel needed and basically alive. My physiotherapist is always telling me to stretch throughout the day, to lay down flat and constantly keep moving to preserve the little strength and muscles that I still have, but it is so easy for her to say just like doctors who tell me ‘not to use my elbow’; they have no idea the practical impact of their suggestions, their concern is in the actual result, only forgetting that I am a human not just a disabled person. I understand of course that I have to help myself, but what is the point of living a miserable life just to ensure it is longer? I want to enjoy and make the most of each minute I am on this planet and not waste it fighting the inevitable. Therefore I have decided that while I will make the effort to maintain what I have I will not let it dictate my daily life, I have always believed in balanced acts and moderate reaction, not that I have constantly practiced this, you see Dunia I can be slightly be ’melodramatic’, and at times exert so much time, energy and effort into something then suddenly realise that I gave too much for a lost cause. I am not being clear I know and therefore you are probably lost but I guess what I am trying to say is that we have become a society of extremes in everything we do and feel; even in love or mourning and I am guilty of that too, so I must focus and not let my pain drive me into an extreme of sadness or urge to rectify the path of life that has been destined for me.

I have been in a self-reflective mood this month, not quite sure of the reason but January is such a tedious month that it forces you to think about every aspect of your life, plus writing that article I told you about – for the Disability Horizon magazine about new year’s resolution from a disabled perspective made me examine what I did last year and what I want for myself this year. I will share with you next time what I wrote but for now what I really want and need to do is rest my very sore elbow.

مرهف الإحساس

الصورة بعدسة غادة الشيبة

الصورة بعدسة غادة الشيبة

أحيانا أشعر بأني مرهف الإحساس…

هل هذا شعور طبيعي أم زيادة إحساس…

أرى البشر وهم يسعون إلى المادية…

هل يا ترى نسوا بأن الحياة ليست مجرد علاقة عابرة والسلام…

الحياة جسر المحبة والوصال…

وسيلة للإتصال والإنتاج…

الإنسان مهما يمر عليه الزمن…

يبقى في النهاية إنسان…

إنك لست مرهف إحساس…

إنك طبيعي وغيرك بحاجة إلى جرعة إحساس…

كن واثقا يا صاحب الإحساس…

لأنك من غير إحساس ستصبح غيمة محملة بالأتربة والرمال…

 

 

الصمت

Picture Taken by Ghada AlShaibah

Picture Taken by Ghada AlShaibah

عفوا… الصمت لا يمثل ضعفي… أو قلة حيلتي… أو عدم معرفتي…

عفوا… الصمت هو الجواد الذي تم ترويضه لينساق لما فيه فائدتي…

عفوا… الصمت ينم عن خيار من خياراتي يسهم في توفير مجهوداتي…

الصمت هو مصدر قوتي… وإلهامي… وشجوني…

الصمت يسنح لي أن أعيد تقدير الأمور من حولي…

الصمت يمنحني الفرصة لأستمع لغيري…

عفوا… الصمت لا يمثل ضعفي… أو قلة حيلتي… أو عدم معرفتي…

الصمت ينير بصيرتي… حيث أن الكلام في غير موضعه يطفىء ود العلاقات…كما يؤدي إلى اندثار المعارف…

عفوا… الصمت لا يمثل ضعفي… أو قلة حيلتي… أو عدم معرفتي…

 

Relationships

Picture Taken by Ghada AlShaibah

Picture Taken by Ghada AlShaibah

Relationships are considered complications…

Is it the case in every situation…

Is it the time for evacuation…

Or it is the time for imagination…

Relationships are considered complications…

Are the people making it complicated…

Or it is the life that is sophisticated…

Or it is the norm that life is complicated.

Let’s pause…stop…think…is it really the life…

Or us who believe in that and make it happen…

Think simple…enjoy the life…

Without challenges…you wouldn’t have learnt…

Your personality wouldn’t have been shaped…

Relationships are not complicated…

Looking Back To The Past

raya4new

Hello my Dunia,

A new year has began 2015, but we know people are fickle, and just as they were excited and shouting 2015 in few months they will be lamenting it and wishing it goes away. That is why I told you before I will not let my destiny or happiness controlled by a year or date, why blame the title of a year for your predicament.

Having said that, I forget to tell you in my last entry that the last week of 2014 was rather strange, first I got a bladder infection which I told you about previously, then I developed a cold and flu, which all required antibiotic then for some reason my ear got blocked, I think it was flu and sinus related. When I went to see the ENT (ear, nose and throat) doctor she told me I had a sinus infection, so another course of antibiotic for two weeks. To make my last week of 2014 even more strange my elbow started to really hurt – remember I have a chronic pressure sore on my elbow – so I went to see the nurse first thing on New Year’s eve, who decided that it looks infected and got the doctor to come and examine it who then prescribed two weeks course of antibiotic.

So here I was starting the year on two different types of antibiotics for two weeks. But you know Dunia, look on the bright side, at least there is a cure and medicine available, no I am not being a martyr or angelic, but this is the reality of things, yes I have pain, yes I suffer like millions and millions of people across the globe but I am lucky as there is a pain relief for me or a medicine that would ease my infection, other people don’t have such option. You see my point Dunia? We can’t dislike 2014 and get excited at its departure, because with every bad element there is a positive spark that people out of greed I guess dismiss, and I am one of these people sometimes, alright quite often.

I was worried about taking two courses of antibiotics for two long weeks. Sometimes, certain antibiotic have mild side effects on me such as getting breathless, tight chested or lose my appetite so I was very cautious. Also before the end of 2014, I had discovered an online disability magazine, which I contacted to see if they would want me as a regular writer, once they saw sample of my work they were eager for me to start, and my first assignment was to write about New Year’s Resolutions. This was not a topic I felt excited about because I have never in my life made New Year’s resolution or even believed in them so it is going to be tough, but I have to do it, it is my first task and I must impress them.

I thought the best way to prepare for the article is by thinking and looking back at 2014, for me, it was a nice progressive year, yes it had its down points, sad times but there were few happy moments too. I tried to think what I had achieved during the last year and where I had failed. Let me count the failures first, I remember saying to myself a while back that during the year I must read X number of books (don’t want to embarrass myself and admit the target I set to read – let us just say I was 11 short off my aim), failed to produce any work on my PhD, let alone a written chapter, and I don’t think I managed to learn any new skill this year. Yet on a more positive side in 2014, I met different people, tried new things (if riding a London Bus, eating octopus and king prawn counts?) cut down on sugar in my coffee (went down from 9 sachets to 6), expanded my writings across various fields and social media, and increased the followers to my disability awareness page ‘Careless’. I guess I am warming now to the idea of resolutions. Right Dunia, let me gather my thoughts and start writing.