Monday, November 9, 2009

My will

In my funeral I want my family and friends to dress in white I don’t want them to mourn for long, I don’t want them to cry too much and they should try to smile as much as possible.
There shall be white and green balloons and plants with any kind of flower.
I want them to serve fresh juice.

When it comes to "Al ghosl" I want a total stranger to do it, someone that has no idea who iam and never met me before, no one that knows me shud be allowed around me at that stage.

I want everyone I know from near or far to be there at salat alganaza, starting with my parents ending with the security guards and janitors...

People that have to be there apart from family are Cindy and her family Mimi, Yasmin Habiba, Mahmoud and Cindy’s beautiful uncle and her aunt Fatin, Mohammad Salah, Heba Ragheb and Yomna Khalid,Iftis (Ibtesam), Dr. Abdelaziz.
Last but not least Hassan Khalil.

My belongings shud be divided between my closest friends Cindy, Salah, Sarah and Hassan.

I want my diaries to rotate around those four for them to read.

in case of having my own children and husband then my belongings shud stay "home", and my home shud be welcoming any of my close friends who feel like going through my things whenever they plz each of my friends could pick one special item that they think reminds them of me to keep... and my diaries will still be rotating for them to read.


If I die after any of my parents I want to be buried beside them.

If I die before then they both shud make sure they are buried next to me.

I want letters of gratitude to everyone that came across my life sent on my behalf... make them smile!

Plant a tree on my behalf and name it after my first child’s name as a dedication from me. If I haven’t got children name it after me with the quote "we enter naked, we exit naked and in between we spend our life trying to cover up."
And one of my favorite Quran verses "...و جعلناكم شعوباًو قبائل لتعارفوا..."


TO BE CONTINUED...

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Cinderella's greatest fear

Rana says:
hey girl....

,, says:
hey

Rana says:
how r u feeling

,, says:
shocked

Rana says:
cry it out go wash up etwadi w salleelo... i did so my self..

,, says:
i cant cry
tears are frozen inside my eyes
i can feel the blood boling in my veins
but i cant cry

Rana says:
life does it over and over again yet everytime seems like there very first time

,, says:
he was gona b 29 this november
.. he was alone
and now he is alone
in a fridge somewhere in a strange hospital in a strange country
when u come to think abt it.. he travelled to die

Rana says:
thats just a body but hes not alone

,, says:
it was his first time for him to ever ride a plane
he was so excited

Rana says:
death offers the most rosey introductions somtimes

gamilagirl@hotmail.com said (12:21 AM):
http://jazzylife.wordpress.com/2009/11/06/islam-died/

Rana says:
the pillow always helps a tear to flow

,, says:
i dont want to cry..
msh 3yza .. 7'yfa a3yt
ansah

Rana says:
That will never happen!

,, says:
my mum cant stop crying and telling me that i turned to an ice girl
w ezay ana msh monhara

Rana says:
ur not its just that the moment u cry it is definatly a very true and sincere moment... it will be
coz all these thoughts smashing against the walls of ur head will end up to one collected true emotion.. not necessarily sadness

,, says:
ana msh msd2a nfsi
islam tawafa
am looking at his email account on my msn list..
i cant believe it

Rana says:
belive it ya cindy and not only believe la2 prepare urself... prepare urself becoz the fact is its not the first and will not be the last time that such a thing happens
such a "natural" thing

,, says:
death in my greatest fear of all

Rana says:
you know that this is what we need to change
treating death as the boogy man... treating it as being BAD!
remember what marwa fl msr7 said
the story she tod us abt the man that had his house explode with his family inside
remember how it sounded like a tragedy but ended up to be a hidden disguise
a bless
blessings dnt necessarily appear in the most pleasant forms
the trick is to see through
and beyond...