Jan 1, 2012

A Letter to You..

لا تسبوا الدهر فإن الله هو الدهر. أخرجه الإمام مسلم في صحيحه عن أبي هريرة
1st day of 2012,

I’ve wanted to write a letter to 2011 for a while now, it may sound like me speaking to a real person which is wrong. But here goes,

This time last year, my sister never had cancer, my father didn’t need a walking stick, my grandma didn’t enter the ICU for a week, and my cousin Ammar was still alive..

This time last year, I didn’t know that my sister is my best friend. I didn’t know that your real friends are the ones who are there for you in hard times like these. I didn’t know that it doesn’t have to take a near death experience sometimes to help you appreciate what and who you have when you have them.

This time last year I didn’t know it was possible for a person to swallow their whole pride and selfishness, and pretend to be strong because you are needed to be strong for the ones who you love and care for.

This time last year I used to believe less in the whole optimistic thinking, I never thought that things –in GOD’s will- do actually get better, and easier. I did not know that GOD won’t make us go through what we can’t handle. 

لا يُكَلِّفُ اللَّهُ نَفْسًا إِلَّا وُسْعَهَا لَهَا مَا كَسَبَتْ وَعَلَيْهَا مَا اكْتَسَبَتْ رَبَّنَا لا تُؤَاخِذْنَا إِنْ نَسِينَا أَوْ أَخْطَأْنَا رَبَّنَا وَلا تَحْمِلْ عَلَيْنَا إِصْرًا كَمَا حَمَلْتَهُ عَلَى الَّذِينَ مِنْ قَبْلِنَا رَبَّنَا وَلا تُحَمِّلْنَا مَا لا طَاقَةَ لَنَا بِهِ وَاعْفُ عَنَّا وَاغْفِرْ لَنَا وَارْحَمْنَا أَنْتَ مَوْلانَا فَانصُرْنَا عَلَى الْقَوْمِ الْكَافِرِينَ
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This time last year, I never thought I would be capable of having so much love within me, to get and to give. I never thought I have this power of choosing what makes me happy. I never thought I had the courage of loving someone so much. I never thought I could ever learn to say no to whatever doesn’t make me happy.

This time last year, I didn’t love and respect my parents as much as I do now. I never realized how much I needed the people I love to feel good about me and to feel comfortable with me.
When my sister got sick, it was the end of the world to me, I thought this is it; this is what is going to end me. Selfish, but at first I didn’t realize that how much I felt it, was hard on me, it was 10 times more harder on her.

2011 taught me a lot, a fuckload of things that I never ever thought I could ever learn in one leap year. 

I respect more, I feel more, I love more, I read more, I pray more, I think more, I laugh more, I do more, I have more and I absolutely give more.

This time last year, saying that ‘I didn’t know myself’ is an understatement. I had no idea who am I. I had no idea what I wanted. I had no idea what priorities each day am I gonna set. Clueless.

This time last year I didn’t know how to speak French, I didn’t go to a nowhere place and had the time of my life. I never thought that such places would become my favorite places in the world.

2011, I love you, I hate you, I don't know you yet you are so familiar to me.

This time last year…

Maryam, over and out.

Oct 2, 2011

WISHLIST

Well well well, I've been reading alotta blogs and I saw that everyone has the WISHLIST post, so why not post one!
i'm gonna post all the things randomly, 
so enjoy :D
I know I am ;)
OH and to answer your to-be asked question; Yes! I do need to seek therapy regarding  this utter obsession for leopard skin!

Chloé marcie Large textured-leather tote

 

 

Aug 5, 2011

How to make an AWESOME Coffee Chocolate Cheesecake! recipe included


Hello beautiful people, this is my first blog in baking apparently, I used to write blogs and post them in the wrong way, not knowing that “save” doesn’t mean post, meh.


Anyways..


So I’m making Coffee Chocolate Cheesecake! Mommy hates baked cheesecakes; she only likes the non-baked ones. And yeah this is a dare, she dared me to make one (and not burn it) and that I make a cheesecake that she would actually like!!
So I hoped this one will work!

I took this recipe from A Girl Bakes (and Eats) In New York  I’M in love with her blog, she’s seems amazing. And she took this recipe as well from MyBakingAddiction , an AWESOME website! She made a little modifications to the recipe and I’m changing some stuff too..
the cheese with the sugar <3 OHGOSH

I couldn’t find any sour cream in this loving country, wonder why! So Im substituting it with yogurt (laban zabady) and a teaspoon of baking soda, merci google!
this is after I put the melted dark chocolate on the cheese mixture
  



 I wanted so bad to dip my finger and lick that stuff! (a bad habit of mine, and no i do not intend to leave it! ha ha) but fortunately I was fasting.. so I made all this stuff without tasting!

We also don't have Coffee Liqueur here, or to be frank I haven't looked that much, but I made a concentrate of one Tbsp. of instant coffee with 2 Tbsp. of water and put them with the yummy chocolate batter according to the recipe..

The recipe says leave it in the oven for about 45 minutes, it took 50-ish minutes to get it done, a cheesecake is different from a normal cake because the cheesecake will still be a lil gooey when it's done.


and TA TAAAAAAAAAA!
looks a lil red here, pardon my canon.. either way, YUMMY! (right?)
don't you just wanna stuff your face in there ?

Take another little piece of my heart now, babyhhh! Oh, oh, break it! *dances*
 it was delicious, i loved it, not very sweet -my type! and rich of chocolate and coffee.. mmmm...

Thankfully borrowed ideas from the mentioned above websites <3
ps. mommy LOVED IT! the lil girl inside my head almost died with happYness!

adieu *kisses*

May 15, 2011

home?


Stuck in here, and I don’t wanna be stuck in here anymore.
It feels like a cage, you have taken tours outside this cage. You have seen the cageless surroundings of this cage, yet you have always came back to it. Like you are obligated to do so. Like it’s a nest or something; a home. Its not a home. In fact, anything but a home. What it is an incurable cancerous tumor/hole that sucks you and sucks the life out of you. That's what it is.

 
I know what everyone would say, get out of there! If you hate it so much then get the hell out of there! Like a piece of cake.
I would get outta here in a heartbeat. I would.
Contradictory to what I said. Riyadh was still indisputably, ceaselessly, pathetically, disgustingly home.