First Day in Reality“Sara, you need to get up, its 8:30”.
Sara...Sara!! yalla get up!
“Sounds like my mom’s…zzzz…is this my pillow?...zzzz....I know those curtains…zzzz…I have to get up…zzzz….work is calling…zzzz...I cant move…zzzz…I am very tired…zzzz…where am I!…zzzz….looks like my room!!...zzzz…where am I? zzzz..
- You are back home Sara. Dream is over, time to wake up. Get back to your life; get back to your reality.
* Who is this?
- This is you
*No, it can’t be me. I don’t want to wake up; I don’t want to get back to reality. Let me sleep, let me go back to my dream
- Dream is over, time to wake up. Get back to your life; get back to your reality.
* Stop Saying that. Leave me alone.
- You have to get up…You have to go to work…There is a meeting you should attend…You have to unpack. You have to give your family the presents. You have to tell all the stories to your family and friends…You have to check up on a friend…You have to…
*SHUT UP.SHUT UP.LEAVE ME ALONE
“Sara, Sara, wake up its 9:45”
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“…meeting….postponed….9:30 am…work…today…rest...“
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Mobarak meets with his Indian counter part to discuss…
Al-Ahly meets Cotton Sport this afternoon at….
A teacher beats a student to death in Alexandria after….
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I slept some more and woke up at 11:30. More conscious now, more aware of where I am, and more interested in the news. I checked my mobile to make sure that the sms was real. Thank God it was J
I missed talking to my mom. I spent two hours telling her about all the people I meet. All the people I was inspired by. And all the amazing friends I have now.
After talking and showing her all the photos, I didn’t feel well. I just wanted to go back there so bad. It felt like home sick, but in a very different way. So, I decided to go get some more sleep.
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“Hallo”
“Saraaaaaaaaaaa, I miss you Sooooo much. Welcome back”
That was my best friend, Rania. Talking to her for the first time in three weeks. I missed her so much and her Son “Omar”. We talked for an hour about everything. It was really nice hearing her voice. She told me that Omar said his first word yesterday. It was “Babba” J She was really disappointed with that. “It was supposed to be Mamma” she said J
I miss everyone, I miss my walks in the city, I miss being lost in the streets, I miss the lectures, I miss working in the project, I miss…
“So we decided to move for a couple of years, maybe more, still not sure, but….
MOVE.WHERE?!
Was I talking to my self?!
I am sorry, but YOU ARE LEAVING?
Yes ya Sara. I was telling you my husband got a better job offer outside Egypt and ….
No, this can’t happen. Enough people moving away, enough being far from the ones I love. First was Yousra my best friend from University, then Sara my best friend from Work, then making great new friends and leave and now Rania. Why!!
“..And so we decided to go. I am not happy with leaving, but it’s the best thing for us at this moment”
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I turned on my laptop to check my facebook account. Got a special message from a special person. Went through the profiles updates. Hoped that everyone arrived back home safe and went through the photos once more.
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At this point mom was really pissed off that I was spending half of my time either on my phone or on my laptop. I wanted to tell her that this is only the beginning but I decided not to. Not at this point at least.
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I had dinner with my parents. Talked more about my trip. And more about family issues, realizing that I missed lots of family events too. I wished them good night then I went to bed.
Staring at the starts on the sealing above my bed, missing my night walks and the evening chats with the people in the lobby.
Yet again, Tomorrow is another day in Reality.
**********
I miss that smell, I miss that smile, and I miss that camera….
“Sounds like my mom’s…zzzz…is this my pillow?...zzzz....I know those curtains…zzzz…I have to get up…zzzz….work is calling…zzzz...I cant move…zzzz…I am very tired…zzzz…where am I!…zzzz….looks like my room!!...zzzz…where am I? zzzz..
- You are back home Sara. Dream is over, time to wake up. Get back to your life; get back to your reality.
* Who is this?
- This is you
*No, it can’t be me. I don’t want to wake up; I don’t want to get back to reality. Let me sleep, let me go back to my dream
- Dream is over, time to wake up. Get back to your life; get back to your reality.
* Stop Saying that. Leave me alone.
- You have to get up…You have to go to work…There is a meeting you should attend…You have to unpack. You have to give your family the presents. You have to tell all the stories to your family and friends…You have to check up on a friend…You have to…
*SHUT UP.SHUT UP.LEAVE ME ALONE
“Sara, Sara, wake up its 9:45”
*********
“…meeting….postponed….9:30 am…work…today…rest...“
*********
Mobarak meets with his Indian counter part to discuss…
Al-Ahly meets Cotton Sport this afternoon at….
A teacher beats a student to death in Alexandria after….
*********
I slept some more and woke up at 11:30. More conscious now, more aware of where I am, and more interested in the news. I checked my mobile to make sure that the sms was real. Thank God it was J
I missed talking to my mom. I spent two hours telling her about all the people I meet. All the people I was inspired by. And all the amazing friends I have now.
After talking and showing her all the photos, I didn’t feel well. I just wanted to go back there so bad. It felt like home sick, but in a very different way. So, I decided to go get some more sleep.
*********
“Hallo”
“Saraaaaaaaaaaa, I miss you Sooooo much. Welcome back”
That was my best friend, Rania. Talking to her for the first time in three weeks. I missed her so much and her Son “Omar”. We talked for an hour about everything. It was really nice hearing her voice. She told me that Omar said his first word yesterday. It was “Babba” J She was really disappointed with that. “It was supposed to be Mamma” she said J
I miss everyone, I miss my walks in the city, I miss being lost in the streets, I miss the lectures, I miss working in the project, I miss…
“So we decided to move for a couple of years, maybe more, still not sure, but….
MOVE.WHERE?!
Was I talking to my self?!
I am sorry, but YOU ARE LEAVING?
Yes ya Sara. I was telling you my husband got a better job offer outside Egypt and ….
No, this can’t happen. Enough people moving away, enough being far from the ones I love. First was Yousra my best friend from University, then Sara my best friend from Work, then making great new friends and leave and now Rania. Why!!
“..And so we decided to go. I am not happy with leaving, but it’s the best thing for us at this moment”
**********
I turned on my laptop to check my facebook account. Got a special message from a special person. Went through the profiles updates. Hoped that everyone arrived back home safe and went through the photos once more.
**********
At this point mom was really pissed off that I was spending half of my time either on my phone or on my laptop. I wanted to tell her that this is only the beginning but I decided not to. Not at this point at least.
**********
I had dinner with my parents. Talked more about my trip. And more about family issues, realizing that I missed lots of family events too. I wished them good night then I went to bed.
Staring at the starts on the sealing above my bed, missing my night walks and the evening chats with the people in the lobby.
Yet again, Tomorrow is another day in Reality.
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I miss that smell, I miss that smile, and I miss that camera….
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