my tears are mixed up with smiles, and small portions of laughter, i could not imagine that this day would ever come, the day i fell in love, the day my dreams came true. i know i sound like a chic in a romantic hollywood movie but i m deeply, drowned in what in hollywood writers call it. LOVE.
I never thought that an application through facebook would lead me to a partner in life, to my love Souna ,It was a mid summer ‘s night when i was stuck with my best friend in her dorm room trying to get in touch with the real world by sumbiting out information of our perosnal life, in order for us to get a partner or a mate.
Every time i click my finger on the mouse , a new picture pops out with details and information about a man who loves long walks on the beach, and other desperate man seeking love through the intenret.(looks whose talking).
We simply felt sorry for those men who use intenrt for love but subconsiouly Rana and i were depsrete enough to be the same as those men. We were lonely, and never felt brave to admit it. we hid behind the office work and college classes and never got the chance to sit and talk it through untill summer.
the impressive part about this applciation was that we could see as many males as our eyes captured , and choose till boredom kicks us in the head, so we kept nudging and messaging those profiles with the name of a bighunk and prince-213 and other hilarous names that made me and Rana stay till 4 am every night cracking up from laughter.
packs of malborow red and redbull, were the things that amused us till dawn while adding the applications.
taking a long puff, puting the cigarte on the top of the empty redbull tank, writing on the laptop, then puffing it again.
this scnario was repated more than once, till the heat of the laptop reached to its max and hit our thighs that soon became warm.
no one felt what was going on, until that day when Reham decided to pay us a visit. we were alone in that dorm room , Reham is a friend of Rana and she stayed with Rana in the beginning of the summer, but when Reham hurt her hand, she had to leave back to beirut and stays at her mother’s house until she gets better. meanwhile Rana and I stayed at the dorm room. It was a bit quite without the company of Reham conisdering the fact that she was the noisy one among us. A bra here and a bikini swim suit there, bits and pices of chocoalte and ships all over the sofa and an open cd of “friends” lying near the tv WAITING for Rana to retrun it to LAU library that soon made her pay fees for over due.
Nothing was under control, nothing was tidy, not even our love life, all was greatly messed up, i was single just got out from a boreing relation that made me dump the man and then cry over it. i was in deep sadness BUT he continuiouse partying IN THAT Summer made me forget it FOR A WHILE but not get over it.
Rana was on the same train but different destination, she was on a break with her boyfriend whom she spent with 4 years of her life. she did not know what went wrong, she cried several nights over and over in her bed, i was either asleep or listening to her shivering under the cover and choking in her own sadness, sometimes i used to go there and hug here and other times i was afraid to even to say a word, what should i say to the one i consider a sister?
hey sis move on .. or you deserve a better guy??!1 i had to say more .
i kept there beside her. im never good when it comes to expressing feelings i always express it in my own different way, i took her to parties, we danced with strangers in parties, shouted as loud as we can get in the car on our favorite song, we exchanged clothes and went to the beach even though we had no money in our pocket, some times we had our own argument other times we laughed till our eyes burst into tears. we had our good and bad moments but even now when we think of it, it was a hell of a summer that will never pass quickly in our heads.
i remember that day it was sunny, i was broke but i had my tanning cream, rana was in abed’s dorm room. her boyfrend’s room who left her because he needed some time to think !!
i was wearing a a long brown dress, she was wearing a red top and a mini skirt we were happy that Reham IS back so we decided to go to the beach but it was 12 o’clock but Rana in that time met a guy online whom she spent hours and hours talking to him, she told me she is happy and wants to meet with him, so i was astonisehd of how fast she can be when it comes to falling for someone but i was happy for her and told her we can double date as soon as i can get one for my own, but i could not find the one i like, so i picked any one my eyes can see and added him in less than one hour i arranged a meeting for us in the beach, in a place called “bahsa” its a public beach for everyone that does not have enough money to get into the fansy resrots in other words its a palce for crazy young girls to have blind dates with weird scary men online. (well its not but we made it this way) //D
i was scared so i got Rana and Reham to come with me. i sat on the chair, took off my dress, wore my red bikini and lied there waiting for Rana to announce for me the arrival of that man whom im watting for.
Rana “SOMETIMES” can be abitch so she took advantage of my weak heart and started to tease me. she started to scare me off by every man she sees and shouts “farah hayda howi” (farah this is the one)”
so i jumped like a crazy women who had just saw a spider on her leg , where where i say .
then i noticed Rana’s big mouth is wide to the extent that I was able to see hear upper teeth. she is laughing at my desperate self. i dont blame her i would TOTALY laugh at me.
time passes by and i met this gentleman all i have to say is that spending words and lines describing him is noting but a stupid thing to do. it was a totaly unpleasnt hour that rana and reham had to run away and leave me alone stuck with him, i dont even remember that i added a gay guy in the application but who knows ?what happens online must always stays online.
that day passed by with no intention bringing it into discuusion again .it was a hell of a day to remember for my stupidty. Rana kept bragging about her taste in men and how she met a gorgouse man online , i saw his pics but I did not like him, she was like a young teen girl who had a crush on singer or a football player, she was happy, frech and excited for the first time since the day of the break up.
Ramadan came, so my duty toward family made me fly to kuwait to spend ramadan with mom and brothers, as far as i remember that ramadan was the best Ramadan of my life full of healthy food and loads of reruns of asmahan show that made me and my mom watch it over and over and over again with no boredom and no regrets.
i loved my staying in kuwait but i loved the sup rice i get every time i see Rana’s persoanl meessage stating how she loves life and music and that she is rising up over the rain bow so high, i still remeber that persoanl meesage i really felt happy for my CLOSE friend.
how are you, i say
i feel the warmth of his chest in my face, i feel happy farah, im smiling again, my mouth is killing me from continous smiling, she says
i wish you the best but how when and where? i say
no questions you know who is the guy and i will tell you the rest as soon as you get on the first plane to beirut.
i did not belive the words that were written on the messenger’s wall, i smiled and let it go. she must be happy
oh its too fast ,she just met him, oh it cant be it What about abed, he is her boyfriend for 4 damn years, this cant be it? too many ideas crossed over my head and non of them made sense. i was over the top when i heard that Ranroon is head over heels and she is back on track again.
clocked ticking quicly and days have passed without any control. with no time i found my self in beirut back in the arms of that lovely city, i saw Rana again and never talked about that cheesy guy in the beach, we had our laugh but when i saw her i never thought i would ask her but she told me im back with abed.
what ? i said,
yes im back with him and the guy i dated him on line remember well it was a fling and he left the coutry,
i was in state of shock, all i thought of was, ok rana the importaant thing that you are happy,
she nodded and smiled and thats she all had to say about her return to abed
Summer passed by and by that i mean all our hours spent infornt of the laptop on profiles and applications,timless make up sessions by Rana infornt of the miror or the thousands and thousands of used redbull tanks and malborow packs thrown on the bed were sadly over.
the parties were over, we used all the wardrobe and wore every single dress and i literly showd off my boobs in all occasions(not the nipple part :)) i drank and i drank water (my vodka in parties is usually water its delicious and energetic) till i dropped, we hit the g spot in partying and fun.
until the second week of fall when i got back to univeristy,i was busy preparing for classes and all.
my QUALITY time with internet was a bit over the top back in summer but in fall it was only for research work or university requirement s but this one time i came home late tired from work, i take off my shoes near the door,throw my bag on the nearest sofa and lay down on the carpet to relax and call it a day.i opened up my msn account to check few emails or talk to my mom in kuwait. suddenly a strange email adds me, i ignore it but then he appears online, he talks to me , so i reply back but later when i talk he never replies so i got pissd and blocked him, later that week he emailed me over and over but i did not reply back, he told me he loved the times we talked, he loved the way i think, even though he does not have a clue how i look like. i tried searching for his name on facebook appearntly i added him over the ” are u interested” application that me and Rana used over the past three months during summer. but sadly i had not had the chance to use it again after the tragdy i faced in” bahsa” beach with that gay creepy guy.
days passed me talking with that guy whos nick name was a name of a weird rock song, he rarly stays online and always is work or away, when i tried talking to him once or twice we rarely agreed on any thing. and the time spent on his mostly was filled with clashes in opnions wthier over politics or relegion or even sex!
i hated him till the max thats why i decided to block him again , i did not have time to joke with him or mess with his head , i was in uni and busy with classes and all !
my close friend Aziz told me once to provoke him and make him suffer by not giving him my whole number. he even told me to give the loser my first 4 digts number in the first week and the next three or 4 days i give him the rest. and thats what i did.
i used every possible WAY to make this guy suffer and beg for mercy either he likes me or he is just having fun but apperntly this guy really has a thing for me.
i never belived that a man would actually come from jbeil to beirut for a girl he never met and wait for her in a cafe messaging her every 10 min trying to persue her not to be late even though he did not see her face. that turn the creeps out of me and made me worry is that a crazy man or what. ?
first day came and i ditched him, i promised him to go but i did not i even forgot that i made plans with him, iwas busy with univeristy and office work second time also happend without me attending the date, third time was horrible i made him wait for me an 1 hour and half in a cafe alone. i felt so bad when i knew later that he used to look at every girl that pasees through the cafe door wishing that she could be me or trying to ask any one if a girl came and direclty left.
iam a bitch sometimes i admit i can be but i did not mean to do this to any man and i did not think that in this life time i would find a gentlman like that.
all what have happend after kind of dissolve. all i could remember that im in his arms right now, iam deeply strongly exccevly madly in love with souna, in some way or another he changed my life weither in times he spent it with me or the jokes he told me about. he made my way into his arms under a lovely path full of roses,he made my day when he expressed all the sweetness of his actions in a chocoalate cake and huged till midnight all says one thing that souna is in love with me.
all i can say that i wish i will always give him what i feel and kiss HIM till threre is not tomorow.
i know my words sounds cheezy and clishi but who do i dare to acuse, but cupid, who shot my heart with one of his arrows.
my story has just began and my other chapters in life ( which will be introduced brifey later )WERE just an introduction to this one and the rest is yet to come
to be continued