U can call it quotes,advices or just life observations 1

1-"Being happy is not your luck,its JUST your decision" ~ Iman Adly


2-"You always have confidence in people who inspire you whatever they said.Try to be confident to inspire yourself" ~ Iman Adly


3-"Don't wish to return to the good days in the past,Create your own future and make it better"~Iman Adly


4-"Try to control your feelings instead of letting it control you" ~ Iman Adly


5- "Behind every meaningless word, a meaningful story" ~ Iman Adly


6-"Decisions are hard to be taken but no matter what,Everything will pass"~Iman Adly

The Poetess Story

“Motivation”….I have always known that motivation is the invisible power that makes us achieve our goals. This may be achieved by many different ways. For example, by reading an article, or by observing a similar case to mine that ended by success. Maybe even a friend, neighbor, or a family member that encourages me to continue what I am doing; motivating me to reach my goal. However, they might be encouraging me just because they love me or are afraid to be honest in order not to let me down or hurt my feelings.

Personally, I would never tell anyone who is dear to me that for example her voice is bad and she should stop singing; I encourage them because they are my friends. That's why I don’t seriously consider all my friends or family opinions or motivational phrases, as they are always mixed with feelings. The only ones who I can consider their opinions are the ones who keep criticizing; not making a legend of my stuff all the time.

Poetry…that was one of the things that can make me really glad; reading poems, feeling the rhyme at the end of each line, with its beautiful meanings…I have always envied those poets; wondering from where do they get that amazing sense, how do they have such an amazing talent…I didn't even consider it as a talent, it is simply "magic"! But what I didn't expect at all was to one day be one of them; to be a poet.

I started writing and showing my poems to friends. Though I knew they were not the only meter to get confident about my talent, but they liked my poems. However, I didn't feel that much motivated, as I knew they didn't like reading poems in the first place; any kind of poems. So I changed my goal from being a poet, and kept on writing and writing just to gain confidence and find my own motivator; the one who won't care for 

who I am but will just tell me their opinion with plain honesty.

I found a contest about writing and so I sent my poem. Though I didn't win, but I got thirteen messages asking for more poems; messages from strangers encouraging me to join in the next contest. Fortunately enough, being motivated from a stranger meant the whole world to me. It meant I’m really talented; it meant I’m a real 

poet.

I kept on writing and enrolling my name in contests, kept sending my poems, and after the 13^th time I won and got the first chance to publish a poem written by my own self. I guess 13 is my lucky number, so my next poem was written under the name thirteen.

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In her eyes

      

                                             

I sat down at my computer trying to write down an article. I didn’t know what should I write about, so I searched for "article tips" on Google.  I read some advices about to close your eyes and many thoughts will come up into your mind, but this didn’t work too, so I decided to go for a walk with Duke “my dog”  may be some of the thoughts  will come up to my mind.

 I walked through the streets and while I was crossing a street, a strange thing happened; Duke didn’t  want to move and then he began to run  back from where we came ,I couldn’t control him till I found out that he was running towards this young poor girl.

 I was shocked, I thought he is going to attack her but what happened is that he stood infront of her, and what really shocked me that she didn’t react or get scared either, she just looked at him with no fear and they continued looking to each other for about 10 seconds as if there's some sort of conversation between them.

 I felt sorry for her although she wasn’t terrified; I decided to give her some money. While I was searching for coins in my pocket, the chinking sound of the coins made her move her eyes to look direct to mine.

So I tried to give her some coins, she refused and started to run away, I was surprised!

Next day while I was walking I found her begging in the street, I wondered why she didn’t want my money, so I decided to follow her with curiosity. I found that she lives with two other kids in a room, which brought to my mind that she is in a much better situation than most of the beggars out there; at least she is not homeless. I decided to wait until they leave the room.

When they left I entered the room ,I knew it might be dangerous but I just had this curiosity to know more about this  person,  the room was somehow empty , there was one blue mattress and a shelf divided into three parts with these names on each part " Ali,  Aisha, Sara", Ali's and Aisha's  parts were empty but Sara's had books and sweets cover, while I was searching for nothing specific I heard this angry voice  "what are you doing here thief" I was terrified, I turned around and saw that girl which I assumed she must be one of the kids living here.

I told her to calm down and explained that I’m not what she think, “what would I steal anyway “came through my mind, I thought of making a deal with her so I gave her some money and then I asked her about her name, she hesitated answering my question at first but then she answered "Aisha".

Since my first deal worked, I tried to take advantage of it and told her “let’s make a deal, I am going give you more money if you answered my questions, do you agree? “ Her eyes widened full of happiness and she agreed immediately, I proceeded “let’s first go have a meal in someplace because I'm starving” and smiled to her while she was smiling back happily.

 We went to my car and then she started to look at everything in the car with astonishment. I drove to McDonalds, she ordered burger and she was eating fast as if am going ask her for some of it, after she has finished; she looked at me and asked “Well, what is your questions?”

" Sara", tell me more about her, she laughed and said “Queen Sara", I was about  to ask her why you are calling her a qu...., she interrupted  saying “she thinks herself a good girl she collects books and she doesn’t know even  how to read, she cries every time someone call her a beggar, I don’t know what she wants people to call her ,she bring the covers of the sweets from the garbage and acts as  if the teacher in her school gave them to her because she got a good mark in the class and she always thinks that one day her life is going to be like those in movies.”

 That was enough for me, I gave Aisha the money as promised, and then left her and remembered every time I looked to with disgust, and then I felt sorry for every kid I might have hurt before, what if we treat them good, what if I was her, while I was drowning in my thoughts; I heard a voice calling my name "Queen Sara".

I wasn’t sleeping but I was dreaming I found out myself in front of the lady with the dog and ran to Aisha who called my name without taking the lady's money and I heard this lady saying" weird, she looked like a beggar" and then I knew that whatever you imagine my life is, your imagination won't lead to any change to mine because you have lots of good things in your life to care for, I know I can't be her, I just wanted to be in her eyes.