Qahwet Ahmed

Star Academy

Ahmed — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 09:30:29 +0000

Been 7 years since the star academy show existed but i was never interested to watch it before this year.

First few weeks i didn’t understand anything from what was going on but i guess now i do , it’s supposed to be based on talented people who can sing representing their countries ,unfortunately i cant get how those people were chosen, coz in my opinion, they have no talent and i am sure there are more talented people in each country who can do more than that.

Anyways that’s not what is bothering me, coz for sure judges in this program know more than i do.

The idea is that those chosen boys and girls are kept together in a house for like three or four months to study and take lectures about music and one of the rules is to put like a million camera in the house every where so we can always see them and each must put a microphone on so we can hear them .

I really cant get the idea why the hell should anyone be seeing or hearing them 24/7 ?

I guess it would have been much better if i know the contestants and from which countries are they and just see them weekly in the prime and watch who had the most votes coz he/she deserves it and who will be kicked out.

What’s surprising me is that each one of the guys or girls is in a love story now!

Is love that easy to be understood like this?

Is it just for being in a place with someone for a certain period of time?

Are those people so shallow and empty from the inside to think like that?

I wonder is it just for passing time ? didn’t they have a life back home in their countries?

I keep asking myself these questions every time i watch this channel by chance.

Are those people nuts and can’t see that what they think they feel towards each other will end the minute each one goes back home to his normal life ? or is love that cheap to be understood like that ?

And what’s surprising me more is how the media is dealing with them like couples to use them to gain more profit and attention for the show ,they remind me of Ginny pigs.

At other times i watch these people fight together and lots of talking behind the back, lots of crying too coz ya 7aram they miss their parents which is to me bull shit. if i am still a baby like this why the hell would i agree on staying 3 months away from my family if i know it’s the rule of the game from the start .

By all means i don’t like the show except for the prime every Friday and i am lucky i didn’t watch this all the seven years .

إنتحار ورقة ب100

Ahmed — Wed, 07 Apr 2010 12:21:26 +0000

الساعة تمانية بالليل داخل مصنع

ايه يا عم أحمد إتأخرت ليه ؟ أنا كنت خلاص بقفل وماشى

معلش يا أستاذ حسام أنا متأسف جداً…على ما عرفت أدخل للباشا مكتبه ، قعدونى بره أستنى سيادته بتاع ساعتين…آل ايه البيه فى إجتماع…وبعدين زحمة المواصلات بقى إنت فاهم…المهم يا أستاذ حسام ظرف الفلوس أهه

ماشى يا سيدى…إستنى أعدهم وتمضى….كله تمام…إمضى هنا

أى أوامر يا أستاذ…أنا ماشى بقى

منتحرمش منك يا عم أحمد…تصبح على خير…ولا أقولك…إستنى خدنى معاك أنا كمان ماشى

داخل الخزينة المكتظة بالأوراق والفلوس ، دار هذا الحوار بين ورقتين بنكنوت فئة 100

نورت يا باشا…انت لسه جديد هنا ؟

هو احنا فين أصلاً ؟

ها ها شكلك لسه خام عالآخر…هو انت جاى منين ؟

من مكان سمعتهم بيقولوا اسمه البنك المركزى

أها…إنت لسه جديد نوفى بقى…تشترى العتبة طيب ؟

يعنى إيه ؟

ها ها خلاص انا بهرج معاك…عموماً إتشرفنا

ربنا يخليك…هو انت بقالك هنا كتير ؟

يووووه انا عفّنت هنا بس بصراحة انا مرتاح هنا اكتر

مرتاح اكتر هنا من فين يعنى ؟

فيك دماغ تسمع ؟

وماله…هو احنا ورانا ايه ؟

طب ركز بقى يا عم الحاج…ايام ما كنت مستجد زيك كده ومتفائل وحاسس بقيمتى طلعت من البنك مع راجل عجوز وطيب فى وسط معاشه وفضل محافظ عليا كتير وكنت ساعتها حاموت ويصرفنى بقى…كنت عاوز انطلق واشوف الدنيا…لحد ما جت اللحظة وصرفنى ويا ريتها ما جت

ليه…حصل ايه ؟

ادانى لصاحب العمارة وصاحب العمارة ادانى لإبنه البايظ…اللى دخلنى كباريه مليان طرقعة كئوس وضحك نسوان ومرقعة…المهم يا سيدى شوية ولقيت نفسى طاير فى الهوا فوق واحدة بترقص وبعدين داسوا عليا فى الأرض أكتر من ربع ساعة وراحوا لمنى وحاطنى فى كيس ريحته قرف ومشميتش هوا غير بعد يومين مع مسئول حسابات الكباريه وهو واخدنى مرتب …قلت فى سرى أخيراً حلاقى بيت يلمنى…بس للأسف ودانى مطعم كباب وكفتة..أصلها يا سيدى كانت ليلة خميس وقالك أتغذى كويس عشان البيت…إنت معايا يا ابو الكباتن؟

أيوه يا فندم…كمل

ها ها فندم ؟ ده انت اللى فندم يا مقطط يا قمر انت…المهم يا سيدى وما سيدك إلا أنا … إتخنقت من كتر الدخان لحد ما طلعت مع واحد إسمه الطيار…ده بقى يا نجم اللى بيودى الطلبات البيوت…المهم يا مشمش بعد ساعة من زحمة المواصلات ودانى باقى فلوس لواحد خليجى فى المهندسين…من العالم اللى جايه تهلس دى

إشمعنى يعنى..ليه بتقول كده ؟

جايلك فى الكلام اهه يا نايتى…شقة الراجل ده بقى كان فيها مزيكا عالية واتنين نسوان وشرب من نفس نوعية اللى شفتهم مع أخينا الأولانى فى الكبارية..ومليانة كمان دخان زى اللى شفته مع اخينا التانى فى محل الكباب بس ده بقى كان مختلف…ده كان لونه أزرق…مفيش يا بنى ساعتين وكان أخينا الخليجى ده متشقلب على راسه فى غيبوبة ونايم…راحوا الحريم مقلبنى وسط فلوس تانية كتير اوى وفكوا

يا نهار ابيض…ها وبعدين ؟

ولا حاجة يا صاحبى…لقيت نفسى بايت مع بلطجى فى منطقة إسمها الحيتية وآل إيه ده اللى بيحميهم وبيصرفلهم مسروقاتهم…المهم عشان مطولش عليك ، حظ أمى النجس… عم البلطجى ده فى نفس الليلة طبت عليه الحكومة واتمسك ورحنا كلنا القسم…ومن الدرج ده للدرج ده يا قلبى لا تحزن

يا حرام…حظك وحش اوى

لا يا حبيبى ده مش حظ.؟…دى تصرفات ونفوس نوعية كبيرة من البشر سايقها الشيطان وآل بيقولوا القرش بيسعد صاحبه…مع ان اللى أعرفه انهم يوم الدين حيتسئلوا صرفونى فى ايه…حيعملوا ايه ساعتها بقى…حيحكوا على الفضايح اللى انا شفتها دى ولا حيتكسفوا ويسيبونى أنا اللى احكى؟

المهم حسبنا الله ونعم الوكيل…أدى يا سيدى حكايتى…شفت اللى جرالى؟

انت يا اخينا

خخخخخخخخ

انت كمان نمت وسايبنى اغنى كده من الصبح؟

تفتح الخزينة وتُمد يد الصراف ليأخذ أخينا اللى عمال يرغى من الصبح ده

لألألألألألألألألألأ…بره تانى لأاااااااااااااااا

أنا عاوز أفضل هنا…أو أنتحر على خمسينتين

Women greedy rights

Ahmed — Fri, 02 Apr 2010 12:04:33 +0000

Three days ago i was at my parents’ place and they were watching a TV program that i never would have chosen to watch but it got me very interested .
It was a fight between 2 journalists a man and a woman , he was accusing her of publishing wrong stuff and that she should be more aware that media and newspapers deal more sensitively because people believe most of what’s published.
She simply said that 75 % of men in Egypt don’t work and they just wait for women to pay their life expenses which is true in a way but not in that percentage at all.
He started saying that media and newspapers deliver a wrong message most of the time concerning things in Egypt and he mentioned a movie called (el shemoo3 el soda) where saleh seleem was blind and when he fell and hit his head hard he recovered and regained his sight as if the solution for any blind person is to hit his head hard, isn’t that ridiculous ?
After she published what i mentioned about men and woman she was saying that women still don’t have their full rights here in Egypt which is so silly and unbelievable because if so, then i guess we should just die so that they can have what’s remaining from our rights too, if what they have isn’t ya 7aram enough!
Lets see, it’s women who don’t have their rights here while everyone else does ? kids ? old people? education? health …. etc.
we all need a stand for HUMAN rights, that is what we should have in our country not just women having all the rights and still asking for more !!!

Total eclipse of the heart

Ahmed — Sun, 28 Mar 2010 09:03:26 +0000

After having a lousy miserable life and after the worst experience that happened to me 9 months ago God finally gave me the greatest chance in my life to change .
A chance full of love,peace and the greatest surrounding people i have ever met in my life.
I gave it all i have got to change who i used to be and i succeeded most of the time but still the devil inside pushed me for doing mistakes but now things changed because i have the knowledge that i can fight him back after i managed before to corner and kick the hell out of him.
But poor me because that’s too late after i lost the dearest person i ever fought for and i don’t think God will give me a second chance after i lost it with my silly attitude anyways i wont let go yet and i wont loose what i kept a year fighting to achieve.
I will still try to mend things once more as i am full of sorrow,agony and regret for hurting who i love.
PRAYING GOD EVERY SINGLE MINUTE NOW TO GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO DO SO !

Blogging addiction

Ahmed — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 08:04:01 +0000

I tried so hard to like this blogging thing but seems its not working for me,as i am not a fan of writing or maybe because that’s not my way of expressing myself and thoughts.
I just tried to be sharing something with someone i really love and adore and at the end i realized that this is not my place.
If i may share what i think of it frankly i would say that its something which is not just about writing or else it can be done in a note book, its more of an addiction once you start it you can never stop.
From what i have been observing lately its like lighting a cigarette every once in a while, its more of being interested to write knowing that people will read and being keen to know what they think of it and checking the comments left for you every couple of hours or even checking comments you left for others and checking the dashboard to know who viewed it today or yesterday or whatever so its more about people and their opinions not about writing itself.
Very strange community here,i mean no offence but its just how i see it, when its to be checked two or three times a day and sometimes more its more of an addiction .
The funniest part about it is when i read comments giving some advices based on just a post without knowing who wrote it and whats his personality or circumstances and whether he is capable of doing their advices or not, coz what works for someone doesn’t have to work for another even if its just sharing a personal experience, to be more honest i see that most are showy,they comment just to be existing in others blogs even if what they are saying is nonsense.
If they are that good and know about most issues in life like that i think they should go manage their own lives in a much better way coz i always believe (kan el 3el2 nafa3 nafso) really don’t mean to be rude and its not my place to judge but i just say how i see things from my point of view .
I really don’t know if i will write here again or not but i just felt that it will be wrong of me not to say how i think of all that blogging thing.

Friendship sites

Ahmed — Wed, 13 Jan 2010 14:32:33 +0000

In 2006 i was visiting a friend and he told me about a site called hi5, so i checked it out and thought, well… why not i register and make an account there where i can find some new people with same interests.
So i gave it a try and wrote some stuff about me and downloaded some pics as i was asked to do so, after a few days i received the 1st message there from someone asking me to give her my email so we can talk and i did.
Days passed and we met and it was like a short period relationship then i thought WOW that was so easy .
I found like five or six other sites talking about the same idea which i chose to register in all and that made me know , meet and even date a lot of people .
The question is : should this be called the new type of friendship ?
I know its all about choices but for those who chose this way, are they really convinced that this is a civilized way to get to know people? or do they say that they can always choose good people among mostly dirty ones to deal with on these kinds of sites?
I really wonder why does some people use pictures and names which aren’t really theirs? and why do they use fake emails , what are they scared and embarrassed of ?
From my experience there, i saw some girls putting pictures which are not theirs and others are using famous actors or singers and some guys are using girls pictures and names thinking that this will attract girls more if they knew its from the same gender.
So what the hell is all that for?
Is it some porn sites undercover using a (friendship) name ?
Or is it just the delusional internet world that people like to live in because they don’t have any other real world that can be called life ?
From my experience, its all the above plus the emptiness from the inside but unfortunately i never saw this wrong while i was doing it yet, at least i never tried to convince myself that it was right like some people do so that they don’t see how dirty sick minded they are .
They never take a good look in the mirror like i did so that they wont see it 3OLO2EYA under the name of friendship
Guess real life is sometimes dirty too but at least its REAL … !!!!
Rabena ye7faz el gamee3.

Feeding Frenzy

Ahmed — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 13:12:35 +0000

Since last night i am playing a game called “Feeding Frenzy” and its about a small fish called frenzy which eats smaller fish and avoids to be eaten by larger ones .

The more u feed it the larger it becomes and can eat larger ones and that gave me the vision of life itself because i guess its nearly the same .

The aim is to achieve certain things and the ways are two ( manipulate and use your mind coz you are weaker or to have it just like that by force coz you are stronger and capable of doing so)

So simple isn’t it ?

There is no such thing called an equal share with life , its always having a little piece of the cake or having it all , u can never take what u exactly need .

Life is never that fair so why are people asked to be fair living it !!

A mixture of three!

Ahmed — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 15:13:58 +0000

Last night i heard a very simple short story but held a very deep value which made me think a lot that i didn’t even sleep well because of that.

The story was about a king that once called his three ministers and asked each of them to gather him the best fruits they can ever find and put it in a large bag and return back to him.

The first one searched a lot till he got the best he can ever find and filled his bag , the second didn’t make much effort as he thought that the king was just testing his loyalty and obedience and he wont look what is inside the bag so he got some good fruit and some bad ones and the third one didn’t make any effort at all as he just thought the king will just look at the size of the bag from the outside so he put large rocks and rubbish in it .

When they returned to the king, he ordered his guards to put each one of them in a cell with his bag for three months.

The first lived a good life during those three months as he ate the good fruit which was in his bag , the second suffered a lot as half of his bag was rotten fruit but he managed to live and the third starved to death as he didn’t find anything to eat.

The moral of the Story is: god brought us to this world and gave each of us the choice to gather what we wanted in our lives from good or bad things and deeds because in the end, we will be buried and nothing will remain but what we have done with our lives .

So i kept wondering all night which one of those three am i ?

Am i the first who went after the best he can ever find in anything to live a happy luxurious life or am i the second who wanted that but didn’t make that much effort to achieve it or am i the third who just went after just caring about how people see him.

After long hours of thinking and remembering how i lived my life and trying to figure out which one of those am i, I realized that i am nothing but a mixture of the three all together because my ways and thoughts have always changed from time to time , sometimes i try so hard to take the best out of life and other times i just don’t give a fuck about life itself so i don’t care how i live or what i am achieving as i see it is all the same .

Yet…Question is, will i remain that mixture or learn to focus on one???

Movies, buildings and People

Ahmed — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 07:45:06 +0000

i have lots of free time these days which is boring sometimes when i am alone , so i just kill it with watching TV when am lazy and don’t feel like going out.

The thing is that TV makes me more bored because i realized something i have never did before as i didn’t spend that much time watching … All Egyptian movies are nearly the same , you can always expect whats gonna happen next because its all repeated.

Very strange that when something succeeds every one else just copies and pastes but maybe with different actors.

In life its nearly the same , different people with different circumstances copy and paste each other’s actions when its successful ones , only if they are stupid enough like some are they will copy the unsuccessful actions too.

I don’t blame people for trying to make their lives better but the point is that whats good for someone doesn’t have to be good for the other .

Egyptians never think they just do , which is very stupid most of the times , there is nothing creative , things are always repeated like movies , people ,buildings, restaurants…etc.

For the last 20 years all i hear about Egyptian people is that they are very kind and thats all so do you think being just kind will make a progress like others do ?

I wonder will this ever change and will i ever witness Egyptians moving on from this phase ?

Experiencing kids

Ahmed — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 10:24:30 +0000

All my life i have been avoiding kids because i don’t feel comfortable in their presence , they ask too much ,talk too much , make a lot of noise and sometimes maybe cry over silly things .

I never gave them even an excuse as i was once their age because i really panic when i am around kids .

For the last month and a half i have been living with the most beautiful kids i ever saw and they were really able to make me love them and change all my thoughts .

Its a new experience am goin through that’s making me feel pure love givin from them without waiting for any return which became so rare these days .

Still i sometimes panic when i wake up on the noise they are making but strangely i find my self smiling when they come running towards me saying good morning and sharing with me their little stuff , really that brings joy to my heart.

I sometimes forget they are just kids when i try dealing with them like grown ups so they can keep quiet in times i want to relax by making deals with them which are for sure broken always because unfortunately they are just living their age .

All their interests are about playing , goin out , eating , sleeping and sometimes studying … I sometimes wish i can only live like that with no worries about tomorrow and how life will be like , wish i have that peace of mind .

I laugh really from my heart lately when am around them and i don’t have to give that complementary smile .

I am attached to the girl more than the boy i don’t know why and i always wish that she will never grow up although am sharing more stuff with the boy .

i really cant express how i feel with just words because what i feel is so new , pure and deep…. All what i can say is that i always pray that may God always bless them for making me feel a bit pure and human again without acting as we all have to do as grown ups facing the real world.