I was reading Atallah's when I found these words. انا لا أشكو، ففى الشكوى إنحناء و أنا نبض عروقى كبرياء by Kamel el-Shinawy. Can one really live without complaining? I don't know if we can do that. Someone always tells me that you should know exactly where to direct your complains. Don't waste your time asking homage from the servants, go to the owner. Go directly to the source. He would know how to help, otherwise it is a waste of time. I agreed back then, but still had problems. Now I don't agree, and still have the same problems. I tend to conclude that these problems are my destined luggage that I need to get rid of but they are deeply rooted in me. I had to take a dive down. And yes, there is Boss, who isn't really a Boss. P.S. Some of the comments exchanged down here are meant to be funny. Nothing personal. Please continue with the discussion. My pleasure.
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The good thing is that for some reason all along these couple of posts I thought that you are identifying with someone else by identifying the words & the thoughts of the status & was glad to see that you were portraying...
Hope you will portray someone else that is more full of hope, Something else that is more full of life...
Good, you do not "endure" airless vacuum...
To live is to endure and to enjoy...
Scientific answer: It's because of my genes.
Religious answer: It's because of the battle between my fitrah and nafs.
Why?
Thanks for asking.