Monday, April 23, 2012

and yet probably

and yet probably at that same time another woman was giving birth
or a beautiful couple were getting married and starting their lives together
or a mother was waking up to feed her hungry child
or kissing their foreheads goodnight so they start a new morning
or a husband was coming home from work
or having a nice warm shower
or drinking a cold glass of milk
a man might be leaving the hospital after a car accident
or a girl is listening to her favourite album
and yet probably a romantic movie on mbc 4 is on and a turkish series followed
of love drama and despair
and yet probably at that moment
a car stopped at a traffic light and another one was geared to go...and went
a cinema was showing movies and in it new couples were kissing at the back
while others were studying for exams
and some were at war to survive and open a future for their families
at that same time
a piece of news was on aljazeera and a programme on bbc
a red london bus stopped at a bus stop
underground trains stopped at stations and
planes landed
at that moment aiport messages spoke for people to fly
at that moment reception was called
and food was eaten
love wasmade
and conferences were executed
education learnt ..just downstairs
and yet probably at that moment an mp3 was downloaded and a song replayed
a book was opened and a library was closed
and yet probably at that moment i will not know what i was doing
but if i close my eyes i can see i was a part of life
not a part of death

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What it is...

I see Life like a rose in the ice... beautiful but with cold settings - There are so many incredible things out there - but we always need to fight and perservere against the hardships too... otherwise the cold will win ... and we will wither away.

My imagination has led me to believe in something called 'Sudan Fairytale' -
The fantasy that My country will one day be independant and proud, never selfsish to provide its people with its needs, give freedom and success to all, be forever committed to achieve a prosperous inhabitance to every Sudanese in their own country-

My eyes fail me and I see the truth which I call - 'Khartoum Heartbreak' - This is a theme running through the blog under the 'Khartoum Heartbreak' Poems and whatever else about Sudan conveying broken down love, poor streets and cut off electricity along with a lot of other decays and problems in Khartoum city Life.

But I love my country and so I have no choice but to merge the Pain and the Love as one.

Faith is my heart and I could never do without it hoping in my prayers that I can be someone better always and that God forgives me as I fall in Mistakes through that frozen path of Life...

Sometimes I feel under control with all the too many emotions that run to colour my days and nights - Books, movies, music, dreams, friends, family, strangers, travel, - reality - the 10 O' Clock news -Most of the time I'm very Lost in trying to understand - whatever happens becomes tangled into writing this confusing memoir -

It's a really odd combination of air - not sure whether it is refreshing or suffocating - stabilising or maddening - But I breathe and
so it is
'Memoirs of a Sudanese breath' as I am 'Lost but under control' -