sitting on the floor

hi, it's me again, back!

today was a great day e7l .. i met dear friends i really missed much .. we were doing '5eir' .. tfre2 kteer awe lamma el as7ab ttgamma3 f 3amal 5eir .. el 7lawa de btb2a ' braket rabbena '..

we were sitting on the floor packing food to b distributed to the poor ,

it made me remember those days .. those ' glorious' days, when i was young at the great dear basketball playground .. O.. i miss those days..those golden days!

we used to sit on the playgroung floor.. directly..under the spot lights , moon light & summer sun.

on the asphalt.. on "balat" ..cheering .. shouting out " nice ya ...." or " defence" or screaming "babababababababab" .. chatting nice little talks.. about diets & games & fashion .. or sweating the hell out & trying to drink water but not too much to continue playing ..

i also remember sitting on the floor of cold stairs at school.. i used to love sitting on the stairs much during breaks & 'tazwee3'at" ..

i remember that beautiful lonely young dreamer sitting at those golden precious noon times when everybody at home sleeping .. listening to music & late 90s songs on the radio 98.8 fm el barnameg el mosiquie monawwa3at 3:30-4:30 .. reading classical novels or painting .. while sitting directly on the floor ..

i remeber sitting on the ground..the freshly wet green grass .. with my friends yommi & nahaneeho ..

i love & miss all those blessed moments of sitting directly on the floor .. those blessed moments.. those moments of true happiness & free soul .. wild innocent free spirit .. true nature.. when u can sit the way u want .. doing what u really want.. being who u r ..who u really r..

e7L.