I've just visited this blog called "The Caller" and liked it from the first sentence I've read.. and while reading some of Rasha's posts.. I found this post that hit me deep inside.. I've always wondered about Change in a human being life..
Can we really change?
Does it take us a miracle , a catastrophy , a huge turning point to change? or does it happen gradually, slowly and quitely??
and when this "change" happens.. Is it really something we hoped for? or just never occured to our minds?
I know there are many different kinds of "Change"..
Me myself have been there.
But today, at work, I wondered.. what does it take me to make this change in my life.. I'm not talking about quitting my work and go looking for another... no.. I have issues deeper than that!
I need to CHANGE!
Anyway, I'm publishing the post here for you to read. and visit the great blog. http://thecaller.jeeran.com/NADAHA/
"Death...and birth, over a cup of coffee!
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
"We were having my usual coffee at a shop i never stepped feet in before, It was his invitation and his suggestion that I was glad to accept as we haven't been talking lately and he has been once a real good friend .
He was one of the exceptions among my friends as I dislike gigolos very much and wouldn't normally become friends with the type but he was not like that with me and I could always feel some kindness within him...kindness is the main thing i chersih in people and I believe if we had that all could go well sooner or later...he really took me as an understanding friend who would listen and share.And I was his exception - as he claims - I was the only female friend he ever had...he was used to only one track thinking regarding females that would usually end up with the type who'd end in his bed!
Being the Hunk he is and being - in my opinion - troubled since childhood in a way that made him only think this way towards girls gave him a wide range of nasty experiences that appeared to make him cocky...he would refer to him self laughing as the handsome devil!
He's the kind of person that is so full of crap yet he tells it clear...He is one of the children of September by the way...
we started exchanging the hellos as usual bulletining each other with the most recent events in work and so...and normally i would ask in a funny way How were the chicks? and i never expected the answer...He said: I'm over this crap...Never Again! and i saw severe pain in his eyes...I almost saw the glow of a hesitant tear.
I demanded further explanation as pain and hurt coming from HIM was actually weired and boy...did he start talking!!!
He knew this woman that he got with every once in a while...she was from the same nature and living the same life...I had heard about her before and knew their story...And unexpectedly to them she became pregnant!
Not like in the movies and because they shared no feelings but sexual they didn't get married...but decided to get rid of the baby...the woman was more than five months pregnant and all he could think of is that he has to be there for her during the abortion...he is a man you know and gada3 and so !!! Disgustingly enough...till she entered the operation room he felt nothing but care for her...after a while..waiting in the pit hole they called clinic- it's an inhuman nasty filthy place to commit crimes in- he saw the weired nurse coming out with a bloody towel that contained something...unconsciously he stopped her and looked to see what was it...It was the fetus...his fetus...his baby...the fetus was alive...looked just like a chewed up tiny heart that was pulsing hard with slight features of a baby...and as his heart was actually burning him alive...feeling the most hurtful feeling he had ever known... life was going away from the fetus...his soul was taken away and his heart was about to stop as this fetus just stopped living....he couldn't see anything...his tears filled his eyes and throat ...he sat down not believing what he had just seen...aching from what he was feeling...hating himself and realizing for the first time the meaning of what he had always thought of as Fun and something macho to be proud of...the games of fake love and sex weren't hot any more...He knew that his manhood was about giving another life to life...something more holy and profound than living like a car that would park anywhere...even in a trash dump just to feel good for a few moments.
What was always cheap and easy to him revealed itself to be a secret of life and a meridian of souls...And Instantly he declared total and final remorse and decided to never ever treat his humanity and others with such disgrace again.
A soul had to be eliminated before it was born to teach him a life changing lesson.
He hopes we could all open our hearts to virtues before hurt scars us forever.
As for me I witnessed death.....and birth, Over a cup of coffee.
And I'll leave my feelings to your Imagination. "











