The best place on earth
Meditate…and when you realize that life is not what it looks like, you will believe that you need to leave your residence to have the chance to open your eyes…open your eyes to the truth of coexistence.
Globalization of Ummah.
People with different nationalities, different languages, different traditions and different behavior…yet they all are united in peace.
Even animals are left in peace.
Doves fly all around in full confidence…
Butterflies sit on your shoulder…
…and angels look at you.
A young father, a young mother and a 3 years old boy…the father gives his son money…the boy goes happily to the men in blue and gives each one of them 5 SR.
The men in blue look shyly around them to see if there is a grownup watching the whole scene.
A Turkish man buys two KFC meals…one for himself…and the other meal for 2 men in green from Burma.
The Indian man rushes quickly to help an old Syrian woman carrying her bags.
A man in orange from Pakistan waits utterly professional for an unknown man who is sneezing in a paper towel to finish…so he can open the big plastic bag he is holding with his bare hands all day...to throw the unknown man's towel inside
Everyday when I stand alone under the heat of the sun on the side of the highway…I flex my arm with my thumb up wishing for a taxi to see me.
One day a Mercedes car stops and the man inside asks me: where do you want to go?
I answer: Haram…5 SR.
He smiles and says: Haram yes…but with no money.
I could not believe myself…I feel humbled.
The other day a Cherokee stops and the same scenario happens…and the other day…and so on.
Goodness is deep rooted in the human nature…respect, tolerance and understanding can happen instantly without the need of anything, people just need to forget politics, money and…and…and never talk about religion…because it is this precious thing that is deep seated inside everyone's heart…and comes out in the form of love…the love of everything…it happens simply just like that
It is the time of Iftar…I suddenly find 4 different hands full with food directed towards me…I do not know them and they do not know me…I thank them all and I take the food…it tastes delicious.
A 5 years old girl with a beautiful veil comes then with a cup of Zamzam water…she gives it to me...I drink the water…look to Kaaba…and thank God that I am here…in the best place on earth.
ما فيش اى حد صوته عالى فى الحرم غير صوت الامام و صوت المصريين...لو لقيت اتنين قاعدين ادام بعض فى وش بعض و بيصرخوا فى بعض و هما بيتكلموا يبقى اعرف ان دول مصريين ... على فكره ده لازم يتعالج فورا... فى حاجه غلط فى الفوليوم بتاع حبالنا الصوتيه عاوزه تظبيت... اصل احنا متعودين على الصويت و الولوله... و احلى منظر لما واحده ماسكه الموبايل بالمشقلوب و بتكلم مصر من الحرم و بتصرخ و هي بتبص للسقف علشان اللى هناك فى مصر يسمعها...فتصور وليه بتنادى لوليه مصريه فى الحرم و بتقول لها تعالى هنا لقيتلك مكان...تقوم قايلالها... طب انا جايه اهو... مش عارفه اقفل المحمول... و البازابورط حايوقع منى... ايوووه
كل مره احلف انى عمرى ما حاركب مصر للطيران دى تانى... برضه الاقى نفسى فيها مش عارف ازاى... عبيط انا بقه... و فعلا بقه ده عن تجارب عديده... فعلا مصر للطيران دى تانى اوحش وسيله مواصلات فى العالم... التأخير هو شعارها... و الخدمه المهمله هى ادائها... و المضيفه فاكره نفسها واو حلوه صاروخ و هى اساسا شبه قفاها بس بالالوان... و تجيب لى الاكل و هى متوتره مش عارف ليه... ما تتوتريش يا حبيبتى.. دى اول مره تركبى فيها طياره و الا ايه...اول ما حطت الاكل و لسه بقول بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم و حاكول الاقيها بتشيل الاكل من ادامى... طب احلف بقيه ان ده حقيقه مش تأليف... قال ايه بتبتسملى ابتسامه خضراء و تقول لى ... ايام ثورى ... و ايام مصرى ياختى... ايام ثورى الطياره حاتهبط... طب ما جبتيش الاكل من بدرى ليه و انت عارفه ان الطياره حاتهبط... جاتك هبطه فى قلبك