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Sunday, August 6

Relationships

Away I soar into my own entity
Where there is no one but me
I see me, a grin on a face
A fluttering heart in ecstasy

United - I get a better sense of this other me
Soaring away from the universe
In serenity, taking a proclivity
Towards our connectivity

Then I get back to humanity
And see the total universe
Communicate with others
And test my inter-connectivity


Please join, children of Lebanon calling



Join us at the charity concert with Shirbil Rohana
Attempted for the aid of refugees of the war at Lebanon
Aug. 13-14/8/2006
Kuwait Sheraton Hotel
Ticket 15KD at : virgin megastore, Marina Mall
Or call
9421333
9256555
9021040
For more information click here


An Update
After posting this article I had several calls from friends inquiring about this activity, and whether or not it carried any political agenda. And here I assure you that I wouldn’t be posting about it if it did. The organizers are Wafa Group which I trust and I’m proud to say that their pro-bono services are for humanitarian purposes alone.


See you there, Lebanon needs as much support as it could get.


Posted by AyyA:: at :: 9:42 PM::

11 Comments:

Blogger Kasik Ya Watan said...

Me & luloo will definitely be there. It is payback time to Lebanon.

11:50 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Kasak Ya Watan
I wouldn’t have expected anything less from you or from Luloo, allah yi7afith libnan.

2:16 PM  
Blogger White Wings said...

dearest ayya
needless to say me and hubby will be there and hopefully will see you and have a chance to talk
and the poem scares me, because it makes sense, so I make sense? :)

6:25 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

I’m looking forward to that sweetie, and yes you do make sense; how can one interact and make peace with others if he/she can’t make peace with himself/herself :)

10:00 PM  
Blogger 9ahba'a said...

attending this event is the least we can do to the beutiful in all means of beuty Lebanon

your words glows in the darkness around us

1:51 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Meshal
A short documentary to show how politics ruin relief efforts sounds great, war and politics had done enough destruction to our region, we need peaceful protests, we need to pray for peace. We need to carry candles and flowers, not bombs and weapons. Gandhi brought the biggest empire of it’s time to its knees by his peaceful protest. He walked through the rice paddies urging the masses that gathered around him to be patient and answer the blow with the power of control. While other roared in high palaces and demanded war. Yes power is in controlling oneself, it’s not in physical fights. Allah yigaweekom, what you are doing is great.

9ahba'a
That’s because you and I are looking for reasons in a world that lost its reason amidst the struggle for power. Yes we need our own peaceful world; we need our security as the Lebanese people have the right for this security, as they need the right to live and to enjoy life. Thanks for passing by sweetie and see you soon :*

2:45 PM  
Blogger luloo said...

أيا

بيروت حب سرمدي... لا نشفى منه أبدا
أقسمت حين تلمس قدماي أرضها أن أقبل ترابها

آه على فيروز وصوتها... صوت لبنان الحزين .. الجريح

تقول فيروز

يا مينا الحبايب يا بيروت
يا شط اللي دايب يا بيروت
يا نجمي بحريي عم تتمرجح عالميي
يا زهرة الياقوت يا بيروت
عم يلفوا المراكب و القصص الغرايب غنية السفر و الدهب
و الهوا بالشوارع و القمر اللي ضايع عم يزرعوا الفرح و التعب
هديتك الطفولي إسوارتي الخجولي يا زهرة الياقوت
بحب العمر فيكي شو بعشق لياليكي ضجيج العتب و اللهو
يا بالي المش فاضي بالصيف اللي ماضي إيامك الحلوين إنتهوا
ساحات المدارس و إعياد و عرايس يا زهرة الياقوت
و حكاية بيروت حكاية الرصيف التعبان بالناس و بالحيطان
بالأمل العنيد بسكك الحديد بصوات الفرح و الهرا و الزمان
بيروت الشرايع منارة اللي ضايع يا زهرة الياقوت

4:33 AM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Luloo
You always manage to drop the proud tears from my eyes, Fayrooz to me is Lebanon :(

9:13 AM  
Blogger AyyA said...

luloo
Here is a song that was stuck to my tongue ever since the war broke out, thanks to Rampurple for providing the lyrics.:

Bravery

There are children standing here,
Arms outstretched into the sky,
Tears drying on their faces.
He has been here.

Brothers lie in shallow graves.
Fathers lost without a trace.
A nation blind to their disgrace,
Since he’s been here.

And I see no bravery,
No bravery in your eyes anymore.
Only sadness.

Houses burnt beyond repair.
The smell of death is in the air.
A woman weeping in despair says,
He has been here.

Tracer lighting up the sky.
It’s another families’ turn to die.
A child afraid to even cry out says,
He has been here.

And I see no bravery,
No bravery in your eyes anymore.
Only sadness.

There are children standing here,
Arms outstretched into the sky,
But no one asks the question why,
He has been here.

Old men kneel and accept their fate.
Wives and daughters cut and raped.
A generation drenched in hate.
Yes, he has been here.

And I see no bravery,
No bravery in your eyes anymore.
Only sadness.

(James Blunt)

9:24 AM  
Blogger NewMe said...

we need to keep in touch with the real world no matter how brutal it gets..
as long as we don't lose our humanity in return :)

keep communicating..
keep testing your inter-connectivity..

wish i could attend..
enjoy :)

7:46 AM  
Blogger AyyA said...

NewMe
Find the core of inhumanity; ironically, it’s always religion.
You take care of your studies sweetie, your spirit is with us. And I will shoot some pictures for you to see :)

10:11 AM  

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