tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26712740804919730542011-07-28T14:32:19.582-07:00Hedaya Al Hajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068576362866801177noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2671274080491973054.post-12052287611624819662009-12-28T08:15:00.000-08:002009-12-29T05:58:56.801-08:00<span style="font-size:130%;">It was just a transient idea that led me to this decision , we are � the arab � what ever we do to express our situation always doesn�t go farther than being talking to our selves in a mirror. we get awaken at morning and just ere washing our faces we trend spontaneously to that mirror . talk an talk , wishing that black spot will flee .then we continued our daily life , in its gladness and heartache.<br />It is a bit difficult for all of us to recognize how mini details can harm the substructure of the boom . what can a glass mirror do for us ? it will still a terrace stuff isolated from horn .furthermore, someday we will find our selves drowning in blood lake result from that crashed glassy mirror.<br />I never mean that we ourselves are helpless and weak . and that the others -whoever they are- are dominant . "At all ".. I just do want to reach that situs where we all can reign what we want . and how to get that!<br />Its an invitation for every body to fly without borders and dream without catches .to whisper in our heart that we are " still here" .</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2671274080491973054-1205228761162481966?l=e3orobah.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hedaya Al Hajhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12068576362866801177noreply@blogger.com1