Thursday, September 1, 2011

When being miserable becomes familiar..


"People have a hard time letting go of their suffering. Out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar." ~ Thich Nhat Hanh.

It is a habit; mourning? It is! Well when we discuss life choices, we usually ignore our choice of sorrow. It is so much safe to be sad, upset, helpless, miserable and loser. When you are there, you’re there! This is your biggest fear and you are living it and now what?

It is safer, more comfortable, you have been there, you know, you know how to mourn. But, happy? Are you kidding me! All that laughing and smiles and plans and brilliant mornings, promising tomorrows, that is scaring, that is absurd! So we stick with it, we develop a strange habit of faithfulness not to friends or spouses, but to depression, breakdowns, and suffering. It becomes a ritual, we turn into detectors, we detect reasons, imperfections, and anything that would serve that ‘highly depressing self-image’ we feed it and watch it grows. Any new problem, mistake, yelling boss is a proof that what we chose was right!

It is a bubble that grows slowly but surely, till we finally become sadness’ worshipers. We love it, we actually enjoy it. It is safe, attracts attention and caring, and above all costless! It costs nothing to be sad, and costs every single thing you have when you risk it all, and decide to feel happy once in a while.

It is amazing how we surrender to suffering and misery. It is stunning how we escape happiness and abundance. After all, happy people have nothing to complain about, while we hold a long long list ;)

Monday, June 13, 2011

Freedom Forgiveness



There are the rose, the orange, the blue, the green, the black, the white…t-shirts and I have to pick one. Every day, I open my wardrobe and wonder what one can be the most suitable for today? The one that feels comfortable, the one that feels attractive, or the one that feels right; and I usually pick the one that feels me. On the road, there are always trees and there are always faces and there is always me: the same me. The tape is on and all the things that happen suit it flow just as it flows, and time passes so fast, so slowly, so strangely. I was stuck in the middle of something, in the middle of illusion. I was playing the same role, pretending, claiming, but I am now sent free.

One day I picked the orange, I drove a little and I missed it up. I forgot to stop at the right time, I forgot to say the right words, I forgot to wear me just under the t-shirt. I forgot me on the book of last night on the song that says with you I will go. I forgot me stuck in the middle of illusion, I forgot me and I made me lost, I walked alone for some time. But I am back in order to catch me again, I am back to live me again, I am back to be free again.

I forgive myself for being so truthful, I forgive myself for doing the right thing, I forgive myself for being afraid and I forgive myself for being overwhelmed, I forgive myself for being not right not wrong. I forgive the world, the birds, the books, the friends, the light, and darkness. I am free!

One day I chose the green, I walked on the streets, took the metro, a guy was going to fall, I wanted to catch him, he smiled to me he felt it, he felt that I was able to help a stranger as if it were my child. My heart was singing, I write about that, I write about this. All the process of writing is boring, tiring, exhausting. I forgive writing. I love writing. I miss writing. I forgot myself in one the papers on my teen diary. I wrote so sincerely about life, about happiness, about me. I loved me. I forgive me. I am free.

One day I chose the blue, it was early, it was morning. The sun of my heart hates darkness and love is darkness, love is unknown, is scary. How could I fall in the darkness? how could I fall in the unknown? My heart is glad to fall. I forgive my heart and I am free. I fell.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

To my Friend

I could not believe what I saw and heard. When you get graduated just after I did, you were so afraid and excited. You work hard Mohamed, you promised me to stop smoking and you were the first face that smiled to me in the IPSI. I love you Mohamed you know I do. I will remember you and I appreciate that you told me a lot of things about your projects in life, your time is off, but you still live in all our hearts. Everybody who knew you loved you and will always do. I will miss you I know but you will stay here close to my heart. You mean the world to me and I have never ever met someone like you. Arwa Kooli watch out you always say. Mohamed Hamami watch out, I respond. I hope you enjoyed your few years here, I am happy I caught you in this lifetime. You made a difference and you are still making Mohamed that is what matters. Allah yer7mek dear friend.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Saturday, April 16, 2011

The Power of Language - Use Won't instead of Can't

Another thought about the power of language that I have discussed here :)
Click here for the origianl article and video.


Tuesday, March 29, 2011

La verità che cerco di dimenticare



La cosa piu importante per me ed essere libera : non mi dicono cosa devo fare, dire, o anche portare. Dolce & Gabbana, Gucci, Coco Chanel non sono molto importante se mi sento straniera con me. Posso portare tutto le marche ma ed evidente che saro una marcha con il tempo. Posso parlare di relazione, di dolce di uomi ma in realtà parlo di me di cose che amo di piu e che cerco di dimenticare. Voghliono tutti essere accetare. Per questo motivo cerchiamo la borsa rossa et le scarpe verde le marche: cerchiamo gli alrti quando compriamo tutto. Tutto e fatto per loro. Ma quando sono senza macchine, senza marche, senza altri (che vivono dentro me) cerco di scomparire. Devo mi convinco che non ci sono persone sulla terra che meritano che vivo per loro!

Sunday, March 13, 2011

حواري مع الممثل المسرحيّ رؤوف بن يغلان: الثقافة هي الرّكيزة الأساسيّة لإنجاز مشروع مجتمع ديمقراطي وسأبقى معارضا ثقافيا لأنّني أحترز من الخطاب السياسيّ ولا

الممثل المسرحيّ رؤوف بن يغلان: الثقافة هي الرّكيزة الأساسيّة لإنجاز مشروع مجتمع ديمقراطي وسأبقى معارضا ثقافيا لأنّني أحترز من الخطاب السياسيّ ولا أثق فيه


رسم الممثل المسرحيّ التّونسيّ رؤوف بن يغلان من خلال أعماله الفنيّة واقع تونس بشكل ساخر. في "حارق يتمنى" كان يصف معاناة التونسيّ في بلده، فجعل من "القطّوسة" أيضا "حارقة على خاطر ماعادش ثمه مي يتمشمش" " هاربة نحو المجهول من وطن من المفترض أن يكون وطنها. في "حارق يتمنى" جعلنا بن يغلان نعيش تفاصيل حلم شباب تونسيين كثر يبحثون فيما وراء البحار عن جنة وهمية تاركين وراءهم جنة ضائعة أخرى عاث فيها المسؤولون ورجال السّياسة فسادا ورسمت لها وسائل الإعلام صورة سريالية جعلته يتساءل إن كانوا يتحدثون عن واقعه أم عن كوكب آخر. إلاّ أنّ بن يغلان وقبل أن يتمنّى "الحرقة" سأل جمهوره مرارا وتكرارا سؤاله المحيّر "نعبّر ولا مانعبّرش" الذي كان يردّ عليه في كل مرة "عبّر عبّر عبّر." وبالرّغم من أن التّعبير لم يكن حرّا فيما مضى كما هو اليوم، فإنّ بن يغلان تجرّأ في أعماله على طرح قضيّة حرية التّعبير بأسلوب ناقد ساخر عوّد جمهوره به، معتبرا، في مسرحية "نعبّر ولا مانعبّرش" أنّ "أوجاعه ليست بسبب فقر في الدم وإنّما بسبب فقره في التعبير." مسرحياته تلك جعلت منه معارضا ثقافيّا، عن جدارة، يرى أنّ الفن ّوالثّقافة ملتصقان بهموم النّاس وأنّ من واجب الثّقافة مساءلة السّياسة والسّياسيين. فالثقافة بالنسبة إلى بن يغلان "سلاحنا الأهمّ والرّكيزة الأساسيّة لإنجاز مشروع مجتمع ديمقراطي" خاصة بعد الثورة. حول الثورة التونسية ودور المسرح والثقافة في تونس
بعد الثورة، كان لنا مع الممثّل المسرحيّ رؤوف بن يغلان الحوار التالي