بعد يوم طويل في العمل كالمعتاد, أخيرا تناولت عشائي بالمنزل, وكالعاده توجهت مباشرة الى غرفتي وفجأه اذا بأمي وقد اعتادت ألا تراني كثيرا تقول لي بغيظ " احلق شعرك علشان كبر.... " فالتفت لها وأكملت " ودقنك دي كمان... " فتحجرت مكاني أفكر وأفكر.....وطال وقوفي .... وقلت في نفسي " وايه يعني لما شعري يكبر ولا دقني حتى... هوه الناس ليها دخل في دي كمان ؟!! " وعادت واستكملت كلامها " ووشك اسمر من قلة الاكل ...... " فقلت في نفسي " ان كان عالناس متاخديش في بالك ... أهو وش والسلام..." ودون ان انطق ... استدرت مستكملا طريقي نحو غرقتي

    A butterfly used to come every night to my warm dark room, turning around, climbing my shoulders .... I used to call her Batty .

    One night she burned her wings ... OMG ... I told you before to keep out of my candles !

How can I help now ? ... I have nothing to do !

    I can't even kill her if that would kill the pain she suffers !! Or may be she wants to live to the last second of life !

    I got no idea what to do .... It's not even my fault .... !!

 Whatever Batty ..... I'm not leaving you !

       "T3ala Etsa7ar" This is how my mother used to call me every night of Ramadan, and i get used to love this sentence.

        But this year it was different , cauz my mother changed the way she prepare the So7or, she toke the easy way for preparing it.

        She brought us alot of kilograms of about 4-5  kinds of cheeses, and in So7or u find your self in front of abig dish full of many kinds of cheese (only cheeses).

Actualty i hated this sentence, and it doesn't sound good any more.

Where is foool ???!!! This is the quistion !!