It has been a while since I wrote. Many thoughts, not enough inspiration to align them. This time though, it’s expectations… How many times have u heard or said, “don’t expect from me”? Expectations are thoughts we get according to certain given events, facts and actions around us. Asking this, we ask human kind to…
Author: ThePurpleArze
A simple drive…
I start typing and then I stop. Three, four times. Then I pick up the phone again. And I start a new draft. And thats the mind of a troubled human. It goes back and forth. Stops.starts again. I am in the farthest point I have ever been from home. Today, I was waiting my…
A long Journey with so called Depression.
I wanted to write ever since I was a young kid. I was always journaling, writing poems, letters, and short stories to express myself. This blog was done in a midnight session, after a very critical, nerve wrecking summer. After series of heartbreaks throughout my year, disappointing people, and being let down by friends, and…
A Collection of Random reflections.
First, let me start by celebrating the peace and love shared during the holy month of Ramadan. It is truly beautiful to see so much devotion to giving throughout this month… Moving on.. 1. On Pain: An easy thing to do, is hurt others. And what is easier, is justifying our actions with our own…
The Distorted Images of Love.
This time Im starting with a simple question. What is Love. Being traumatized or manipulated by someone, eventually causes lack of trust. And when we lose trust in our close circle, we lose trust in our own self as well. And that opens up a pandora box of endless doubt and suspicion. What I learnt…
Survivors of a different kind…
As I get in touch with people, and see how they all differ. I can only see the beauty of the people around me, and how thankful I am and lucky to have people who love me, people who encourage me, who hold me when I’m down and pick me up after I fall. Those…
Which Road to take?
It sure happened to you many times that someone asked what do you want to eat, and you simply couldn’t decide! How do we make decisions? Its very easy when you are asked, do you like the beach or the mountain, the summer or the winter, purple or blue. We know what our emotions incline…
The Art of Moving On…
Far away from all the world news about war. From all the chaos taking over this earth. I am here , about to clean up my own mess. I started this blog with much attachment to the past, because it hurt, and what hurts, keeps reminding us that it hurts. Just like a wound, it…
Between what’s written and what’s not. HR and Human ethics.
Another post related to the work place and far from homesickness or travel. “Nat, you take some things too seriously..” is what I keep hearing. One thing I want to say to all my beloved people who tell me this : I respect the pain I have been through enough to make proper use of…
حياة الفطريات في الشرق الاوسط.. هوية لبنانية مغتربة في بلادها ومغرّبة في بقاع الارض.
عزيزي القارئ، هذا المحتوى لن يعجبك فهو لا يعجبني أنا ايضا. بل يؤلمني ويجعلني اكتب الساعة ٣ فجرا بدلا من النوم اليوم قررت ان استعمل حروف لغتي. قررت ان استعمل العبارات بجذورها، والكلمات التي كونت شخصية وطبعة مجتمعي وحياتي.يجدر القول بأنني لم استعمل الفصحى منذ زمن وهذا يخيفني قليلا لانني اشعر بانني افقد جزءا من…
Between a Rainbow & plain Gray..How Change becomes Impossible
There is this popular song now in Arab world and it starts by saying “I hate this city, I hate its roads”. I recently switched my taste in music to have more Derbakke (or Darbuka as you all know it ) based songs as not to feel nostalgic or emotional. This genre is usually more…
Memoires of a Roasted Marshmallow..The Burning Change…
It was 2016 when I first heard someone telling me that Im a marshmallow. It was my colleague who later on became one of the dearest closest friends to my heart. Before you continue, you will need a cup of coffee, a cigarette, and lots of contemplating energy, you are about to enter, my VR….
Im only perfect from 9 till 5. After that, I become Human.. Modern workplace issues & “The Ripple Effect”
Ever wished for perfection? Ever wondered why nothing is perfect? Ever thought that perfect, structured, standard things become routine and boring. Ever wonder why? Why us humans seek perfection not knowing what it actually means. Ever thought how your right side is different from the left side, and that specific unmeasured unnoticeable difference is what…
The calm before the Storm..Life between the real and the unreal.
I pick up my phone to start writing, for the past week, everytime my thoughts stop. It’s amazing how much a person could have inside and then be unable to express. Thinking about where can I start, what do I write, what will change if I do? I pick up my phone again ,this time…