It is very wired how can this song makes very much sense now.. only now … the sense that it didn’t make long long ago when I was a child and when the real story of my life didn’t begin yet.
It is kind of touching how you suddenly listen to an old song and never thought it was meant to make your long story short.. as short as 5 minutes. A song of life for the story of my life… Yes indeed ABBA, The winner takes it all, The loser standing small, Beside the victory, That’s her destiny !
I love the intro… heavenly composed and heavenly flows !
Enjoy listening and wondering with your own nostalgia and your own demons… don’t we all?!
I don’t want to talk
About the things we’ve gone through
Though it’s hurting me
Now it’s history
I’ve played all my cards
And that’s what you’ve done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play
The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That’s her destiny
I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence
Building me a home
Thinking I’d be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules
The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear
The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It’s simple and it’s plain
Why should I complain
But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?
Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed
The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low
The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all
I don’t want to talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You’ve come to shake my hand
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
But you see
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all
So the winner takes it all
And the the loser has to fall
Throw a dice, cold as ice
Way down here, someone dear
Takes it all, has to fall
It seems plain to me
بين سحر الشرق والغرب تتربع تركيا على عرشها الذي لا يدركه الا من وطئت قدماه ارضها.. مهما قرأت أو سمعت عن تميزها، فلن تدركه حتى تسافر اليها بالكثير من التوقعات و بعض الحب
تركيا بلد له عبق خاص.. كل ما فيها خاص بها … أهلها ببشرتهم المميزة و قسمات وجوههم الجامدة ، مساجدها وآثارها الاسلامية المتناثرة خاصة في اسطنبول، رائحة توابلها ، شوارعها المنحدرة التي تتلاعب بمفاصلك، و اسواقها المكتظة ببضاعة بعضها جميل ومبهر و شديد التركية … وبعضها الآخر مجرد هلاهيل
مدينة شديدة الازدحام ، تذكرك بأختها قاهرة المعز مع اختلاف واضح في النظافة و نقاء الجو ، تبدو واضحة فيها حركة السياحة الداخلية، أتراك من مدن أخرى (على ما يبدو أنها ريفية) تمتلىء بهم الأسواق و الشوارع و المطاعم و الأماكن الأثرية. حتى أني في بعض اللحظات في طوابير الانتظار الطويلة شعرت كأني دخيلة عليهم اذ يفتقرون بشدة إلى أبسط مبادىء الضيافة و تقبل السياح برغم تنوعهم خاصة من الدول العربية
الأكل في مطاعم اسطنبول اكثر من رائع ، اللحوم غير عادية ، ربما احببته لأنه يشبه كثيراً الأكل المصري أو ربما المصري يشبه التركي ! .. و لكن تظل لهم اكلاتهم الخاصة ونكهاتهم المميزة .. الا انهم على ما يبدو لا يعترفون كثيراً بالأرز كمكون أساسي ضمن وجباتهم
آثارها ممتعة جداً، أسعارها رخيصة ، هداياها التذكارية لطيفة ومغرية، و هناك وسائل ترفيه لكل الأذواق والأعمار، و أيضاً النصب و الاحتيال فيها يصل إلى مستوى جديد خاصة سائقي التاكسي
البصمة الحقيقية التي تركتها تركيا على قلبي كانت في بورصة… جبال و مرتفعات تحوطها و تنحدر منها اشجار و خضرة لا تنتهي ، مدينة مازالت بخيرها … لم يبذلوا جهداً كبيراً فيها لتستقبل الناس سواء سياح أو أتراك… فهي ساحرة بطبعها … صامدة تأبى إلا أن تفاجئك بجمال طبيعتها و برودة جوها المنعش … والله إن المنظر من فوق جبل الاولودغ قد أدمع عين ابنتي الصغيرة من روعته و تفرده
للأسف ينتهي اليوم هنا –و في تركيا عموماً – في السابعة مساءاً … يغلق كل شىء ما عدا بعض المطاعم و القهاوي … و الحمام التركي! فتضطر أن تقضي الليل مسترجعاً لجمال نهارك و متململاً من آلام مجهود اليوم في انتظار ما سيحمله لك الغد من جمال آخر
المدينة الساحلية الشقية … منتجعات كثيرة و فخمة، شواطىء و ملاهي مائية .. و طبعاً مولد سيدي العريان … أكلة جمبري جبارة و رحلة بحرية ممتعة جدا … و شلالات غمرتنا بصور عائلية كثيرة ، ثم صعود مخيف للجبل …حرفياً وسط السحاب ..
جميلة تركيا … تغادرها بسعادة و انتعاش حاملاً معك الكثير من الذكريات التي تراكمت أسرع مما توقعت و شارباً لمئات من كاسات الشاي و القهوة التركية ، فقط هناك شيء ما عن أتراكها… فكيف تكون بلدهم بكل هذا الجمال ويكونون هم بكل هذا الجمود والعبوس و المزاج الحاد ، تقريباً كلهم لم تمر عليهم ثقافة الابتسام !!. و برغم أنها بلد سياحي ضخم إلا أن الأتراك لا يريدون أن يتكلموا أو يتعلموا أي لغة أخرى … فكانت معاناة حقيقية للتواصل و تجاذب اطراف الحديث معهم في كل مكان… وتعب معنا عم جوجل في الترجمة طوال الرحلة… عبارة واحدة فقط يعرفها بعضهم بالانجليزية (من أي بلد أنت؟) … وددت لو قلت لهم أنا من بلد تتبسم للغريب قبل القريب … يسمونها بالتركي مِسِر
Paris Can Wait: (2016)
A feel good movie with a light sense of humor. A movie that tickles your tired heart along the way they drove to Paris. It is full of surprising feelings and delicious food they kept on eating the whole time. Yes… sharing food is one way to share love and even sitting around the same table creates adorable emotions. Perhaps it’s the closeness of two and where they are eating, or the state of mind when you like the food, or maybe it is just the taste of moment itself !
I used to believe that if you cook with love or eat with “A” love you will definitely come out with the best meal ever. it is not the stomach that is filled, it is the heart actually. and hey.. not to mention the sweet talk during eating… that talk is not to be said any other time.. all you have to is to catch the moment and… chew or talk!
Diane Lane was so lovely for her age and I loved her simple yet elegant outfits. she was so naturally involved in the food journey. You can sense her good vibes. Then there was that incredibly handsome actor Arnaud Viard who was such a pleasure to watch passionately eating every bite.
The movie for me was nice, light, predictable and little educative also in a way that I didn’t want them to reach to Paris.. I wanted more. Seriously… Paris could have waited :)!
Worlds Apart: (2015)
A perfect title for an interesting story. People in life meet, love, hurt and get hurt then move on. Never wondered how or why we come across each other!
This is the core here, 3 different stories unexpectedly tangled in Greece. 3 couples encounter love during some economic crisis. To me, it didn’t really matter how they met… they came from different worlds which means different cultures, believes, habits and concepts… yet the heart is the same! The heart is where they united and sparked passing over the language barrier with no clue how they will end up forming one whole big story.
My favorite couple were the elderly… longing for love after being lonely for years. Loneliness of course can occur even if you are in your family or within many people. It is the disconnection between you and them that imprison you in your own space and thoughts and frustrated expectations. These kinds of coincidences is so lovely …and lovely they were and humorous as they were trying to speak each other’s language. I loved how they proved the necessity of a second chance in life… and here I quote the great J.K Simmons as he was naming the many kinds of love “ …and then there is the love of second chance”. Hell Yeah ! I know exactly what that means !!!!!
This movie is highly recommended… despite the drama, It is a movie to see more than once with the same exact feeling, or maybe it’s just me.
Writer: Allan Loeb
Stars: Will Smith, Edward Norton, Kate Winslet
Collateral Beauty: 2016
The charm of this story comes after a couple of meaningful words said by Will Smith in the intro. Words followed by silence … and here comes a whole world of silence filled with painful words detailing the tragedy he experienced .. you won’t miss a minute of it.
The idea of personalizing difficult meanings like; Love, Time and Death seems unique yet weird, and was somehow executed randomly and not very well written.
Despite the sadness and grief, you can sense the beauty in continued attempts to approach the three characters who supported Will Smith. It looked more about them than him. It looked more about us as we all may struggle with abandoned love or fight the devilish time or even not dying right.. !
Kate Winslet had a secondary role in that movie where in my opinion could have been done by any other actress, she didn’t really add herself to the role of a woman with a dream that is getting far day by day from coming true.
A movie that literally manipulated me, and for that it will go in the one-time-watch-movies genre of mine. Left me wondering with a couple of hanging hot tears.
Twice Born: (2012)
The events of this movie is happening in Sarajevo where some of us actually do not know what happens there. A different picture of life where the beauty survived the bombs, the cruelty, the betrayal and the lack of almost everything.
A common love story between a photographer and a lovely lonely woman ends up married in the middle of the war. But what comes next is not common at all !
Twice Born, what a title to choose! Haven’t we all –unwillingly- experienced a rebirth somewhere somehow? A second chance to see the life or know the truth.
She …is dying to get a baby but she cant have one of her own, He …in love with her to the depth and can’t see his life without her gorgeous smile of satisfaction. The solution they both chose was quite dangerous and the sudden turn happened in the sequence of the story was really heart breaking… and the surprising truth will come only at the very end.
I am a big fan of Penelope Cruz… she doesn’t really act, she lives the role and she will be the story… and in my personal opinion she was actually THE Star of this movie. The movie was played back and forth between the past and present… which was good and breath-taking at some scenes but confusing and poor in others.
It is the beauty of screening such a struggle towards a mixture of feelings a woman can ever live with… It is the deep fear at one point, followed by an unbelievable courage to save a life. It is the wrinkles and scars that you can see on the heart before the face. It is all of that … which made this movie to me …twice seen!
An old song, old music type, even the video version is old… but those words never get old !. Once you are there, you will never forget how it felt and meant to you. As we age, some memories stay young and when something provokes -like this song- you travel through the time and remember when the heart was warm !. Nancy Sinatra was amazing… See her facial expressions!
I love to share this mood here…
Ahhh … The Alchemist, By Paulo Coelho, published in English in 1993. This is the second time for me to read this book. First time was a hard copy as a gift from a friend of mine 3 years ago and it was a life changing for me since then.! Second time was just recently, through an audio book, which I enjoyed a lot and came across new details that I didn’t catch in the first read.
The book is a beauty itself… a true masterpiece. The author had drawn the words and the meanings firmly and smoothly that the dialogues were simply flowing into my heart. It is a short novel that talks about following dreams in pursuit of one’s legend or treasure. It is like a manual of life to teach us how to listen to the voice of our souls. It gives the full instructions to guide us to follow our hearts to find what we are looking for in life.
Fiction in Coelho’s words is something else: “when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it” …These are words for history. Reading this book was more of a brain storming, he made me travel with him all the way through the desert. I felt the sand under my feet and the wind blew in my face. I actually imagined if it would be produced as a movie and with a little search, I found out it was produced as a short film in 2010. I watched the trailer and seemed silly and underestimating the original novel. On IMDb website it shows that there is an in-development production for The Alchemist to be released on 2014. I very much look forward to it. Hopefully they make the right casting, and wisely overcome the potential religious conflicts.
The audio book was narrated by Jeremy Irons who was really amazing. He lived the characters which the story was full of, and gave each of them the right feelings and voice tunes.
Please, if you didn’t read this book yet… read it… at least once in your lifetime. !
A novel by Nicholas Sparks, published in October 2011. Typical like his stories line, just like “The Notebook”, “Message in a Bottle”, “A Walk to remember”.. etc. they all have the same spirit. I love Sparks though, as he cuts through me with his wounded love stories. Does love always have to be painful, or a series of wrong choices. !
A heart breaking story as “Amanda” and “Dawson” were young lovers and their story didn’t work out because of the families or because it wasn’t meant to be. Twenty years later they met, and the old love is back to life again. Twenty years carried a lot of grieves and incidents for both of them and had them reshaped. They shared a weekend away from their real lives. Living in the passionate past, denying Amanda’s crowded present and filling Dawson’s empty one, they just couldn’t think of the future of this revived relationship and where it would take them. Actually, the story is full of sadness mixed with passion and unfinished old memories that were still hanging to the walls of the two lovers minds. Did you experience to be somebody’s first and last? She was for him, as he didn’t know or love or date anybody else but her. Did you feel when someone had engraved herself or himself in your heart and took the best of you until no more love left for anybody else!! . This is what the story is all about. With the old lonely man who cares for both of them in the background, the incidents were ascending dramatically and “predictably” and sometimes unnecessarily until it ended with a sudden sad fact confirming Dawson’s declaration from the beginning.. that he had given Amanda the best of him… literally !
In my opinion, the story is meant to be a movie. You can sense the scenes carefully scripted for movie characters, and soon we’ll find out. I have to admit that Nicholas Sparks usually pours his sentimental ache in his novels, but this one has an overdose potion.
Speaking of Sparks’ emotional status impact on his novels, I would like to quote this from a friend who was sharing reviews about some of Sparks novels: “Sparks has a heart that sparked at sometime in his life … It may have sparked to a light or a flame or ashes. What matter are the words and the emotions, they depict and evoke … It doesn’t need a talent… it just needs someone who felt love...”. Thank you dear friend, couldn’t agree more.