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Saturday, June 13, 2015

صباح جميل/ Beautiful Morning

صباح الخير! 
Good morning, readers!

Just a writing exercise that may turn into something longer at a later date. Please let me know your thoughts. I hope you enjoy this small little exercise.

The sun peaked over the rushing water that was being spit towards heaven from the city fountain. The LOVE statue blurred in the background. Heat and humidity, which it was surprisingly hot - 95 degrees - for a morning, hit me directly in the face. Sweat began to fall from my body as I walked up the marble stairs to get closer to the LOVE statue.

As I made it to the top of the stairs, I saw the statue and began to admire it. In that spot, near the water, I began to feel a coolness. I closed my eyes and began to pray. When I opened my eyes, a father and his young son, dressed in their trobes, walked past me. The father was in a white trobe and the son, I would assume he was around five, was in a tan trobe. They walked over to the LOVE statue, undid their small prayer rug. Morning prayer. They prayed in front of the statue.

The beauty of that image made me feel cooler. As soon as they finished, I headed to the train station and began writing a spiritual poem.


  1. Replies
    1. I will be. :) I'll send it when done.

  2. Shouldn't the exclamation point be at the other side of the Arabic? Maybe I'm confused.

    Are you comfortable with the passive mood? Would it be clearer to say the fountain spat, skipping the secondary-type tense? Or whatever? I'm falling asleep.

    How would you like to continue this drabble?
    I think I am going to curl up with Dostoevsky, even if I've reported that writer's tortured me the most of them all (via Crime & Punishment)... The Possessed can't be worse, can it? *researches on Wiki to make sure* Oh, I didn't know Camus wrote a play in 1959 based off it! Okay, it is more political than the hunting sketches which put me to sleep earlier today...
    Hmm, it may psychologically traumatise me, too. But isn't that the fun of literature? :D


    1. Well, with exclamation points, they're not standard on the Arabic keyboard. This is what I was saying yesterday, I have to go back and forth between Arabic and English to get certain marks and when this happens, the punctuation goes in front of the Arabic. It's annoying.

      I have some ideas. When I work on it some more, when I send it to Andrew, I'll send it to you as well.

  3. I like everything except that it is 95 bloody degrees! :)
    Pretending to be British.

    1. I don't bloody like it either. :p I love pretending to be British - so much so I have been spelling colour the British way since I was 13. I remember in my English class, the class proofread would always circle it with a red pen. I never did fix it. :p

      Hmmm... this should be a blog post for either today or sometime in the coming week.