Post 3

"DIKTOR!! 7ALA 6ARI2A! '3IRFAT 123"
my mom and I looked at each other and i knew we had the same thought in mind.
it was Sara's room...
Many thoughts started racing through my mind and i panicked ma knt adrii shasawii. i started wheeling myself out of control ba8ayt aksir kilshay in my path. wi9alt 3ind Sara's room
what i saw was something that never crossed my mind or my dreams. hal la7tha bass ashufa ib aflaam.
il dikatra yabow the electric shocker ille they do it on her heart.
Doctors: 1 2 3!
ZZZTTTT
gaam a6ali3 the radar maal her heart beats and the line was straight. there wasnt a sign that she's still alive
they did it again
ZZZTTTTT
.....Beeeep
i jumped from my wheelchair at the sound of chance coming towards up
Doctor: marra thanya
ZZTTTTTT
...beep beep beep
SHE MADE IT!!! il 7mdilillaaah!!! ummi w 5alati collapsed ya7midoon rabhum w yashkiroona 3ala this miracle. bass a thought crossed my mind
haww? laish faj2a galbha wigaf? i just left her for minutes and she was fine 7attan 3li ka-
i looked around and he was no where to be found
Me: Diktor mumkin su2aal?
Diktor: ee na3am *walking towards me*
Me: *in low voice* shsabab sara yi9eer feeha chithe?
Diktor: *he hesitated* lamman yayna shifna il kamam mashyool minha w maku oxygen wa9el ib gismiha
Me: bass ana knt ma3aha gabil shway wla a7aad kaan ihni 8ayr ana w 3li
then it hit me!
Me: 5alaa9 diktor fahaamt
i turned my head away.
could it be? 3li yisowi chithe ib i5ta? laiishh?? musta7eel ilmaynoon ma yfakir feeha.
then i noticed something on the table to sara's right. it was a note.
i wheeled myself to the table w si7abt il wrga secretively 3ashan ma7aad yi7is
Note:
ille 9aar w ille sowaita min 9ali7 sara. bass raa7 andim kil 7ayatii ib shnu sowaiit w adrii 3u8ubtii yaya min Allah bass mabii sara it3eesh chithe 6ool 7ayatha ib mi2saah. adrii 3ugub haal risala ib tsheeluni ib galbkum ib kirh w 7u8d w 3ashaan chithe ma raa7 itshufoon rag3at wayhi marra thanya 3ashan arayi7kum ib 7ayatkum. Bass niyiti 7aag i5tii 3ashaan tirtaa7.
-3li
i was staring at the note reading it over and over just to process what was happening. 7assait inna ay digeega bagoom w kil hatha kaan 7ilm. I knew this was an endless nightmare.
3li? law 5alati yadroon chan uhma ba3aad ib 8aybooba.
da5alt il note ib mu5batii 3ashaan ma7ad 8ayri yishoofa ihnii. i knew that the only people should know were 7noon, yasmeen w mona uhma kanow bil accident they should know this w yagdiroon yit7amiloon shnu 9ayer.
______Night time______
zain ilyom 5alla9 i though itll never end! ummi sa3idatni albis shay yirayi7 7aag il noom w 5athat ihdoomi.
ga6ayt nafsii 3al ifraash knowing that i need as much sleep as i can get 3ashaan yishfaa3 7aag ta3ab ilyoom.
Um maryams side:
il 7mdilillah 3al a8aal maryam namaat rayi7at galbi
mishayt a7i6 ihdoomha bil laundry basket wla shay yi6ee7 min il mu5ba
zain inna 6aa7 wla chaan thaa3 bain il laundry. 5athayta chaan agool 5an agra shnu fii law muhim chaan maryam ma 7a6ita ib mu5batha.
...ti7asaft inne girayta...
hatha 8ashmara min 3li w maryam im5a6i6eena 3alaina?
la la akeed 8ashmara 7asha! bass ishhaal 8ashmara il 5aysa hal mas2ala mu 8ashmara 3aad!
mu5i gaam yil3ab 3alayy fa a7sanli anaam il7een w arayi7 shway jisme tkasaar.
ri7t 7a6ayt il note yaam maryam w nimt 3al kirfaya
ma gidart anaam killa a6galaab w lamman nimt 7ilmii gawamni
Me: a3uthu billa min il shay6a il rajeem
mashayt rasii wila im3arga
kil ma a8amith 3ayni il 7ilm yirja3li
il 7ilm uhwa chinna ille kan bil note 9ij bass...
sara kanaat nayma 3ala sireer il mustashfa ib 7ilmii chaan itba6il 3aynha w itshuf 3li. 3li 7a6 3ayna ib 3aynha yallaha bass rasha chaan yisasirha; hatha min 9al7ich
chaan sara itsari5 bass in8imaat sar5atha lamman yaab il mua5adda w 8imatha.
w ib sihoola... mataat
allah la yigool
inshallah mafi shay illa il3afya shhaal 7ilm
bacher a6ali3 9ada8a 3ala hal 7ilm inshallah...

Post 2

ummi: yumma laa2 allah la yigool inshallah smillah 3alaikum bass Sara...
her face darkened...
my hands started shaking I felt weary (ya3nii tired; mistansa 3la my vocab :D) and my chest tightened
Me: sh-sh-shfeeha?!
ummi maddat eedha w miskat eedi chan she tightens her hold on me
ummi: Sara *a tear slides down her pale cheek* id5alat ib comma mama.
my mom bites her lip and shuts her eyelids tightly. wayhi ma 9aar fi ta3aabeer killish knt sar7ana.
Sara was so innocent in her own way that saying inna shes in a comma isnt believable.
Me: Mama abii ashufha
ummi: laa2 yumma intay ta3bana gi3day irta7ay mabeech itta3been nafseetich ba3aad
Me: mama ma raa7 irtaa7 itha ma shiftha!!
I call for the nurse lamman a7ad yalli
Me: please get me a wheel chair
Nurse: o8ay maam
ummi: no stay here! *turns her face to me* ma raa7 tit7arikayn min mukanich!
Me: mama itha it7ibeeni 3ayaal 5aleeni this time! *looks at the nurse* go on i need it please
the nurse 6ala3atna ib a confused way she nodded and went
ummi ma radaat 3alayy diraat inna i meant what i said
yabow the wheel chair w the hindiya w ummi helped me on it.
il hindiya waddatni 3ind daar Sara w bil 6ireej lifat wayhi chan ashuf ilhindiya it7ik sha3arha.
Me: *whispers to self* 3asa mafeeha gamil!
7a6ayt thob il mustashfa foog rasii 5ayfa inna it3adeeni ba3aad mu nag9a!
wi9alna 3ind Sara's room w I saw a tiny figure laying still on her bed. ilshay ilwa7eed ille im2amminni inna shes alive is her breathing. She might be 20 but she's so short ille chinha kubri (13).
i wheeled myself and positioned my wheelchair right next to her bed. tears pushed their way down my eyes lamman misakt eedha. fita7t il drawer maal il 6awla ille yamha w 6alla3t il 8ur2aan ille da5la w kitaab maal ad3iya.
garayt ilfat7a, i5laa9, wil mu3awithatayn ba3dain 50 aya min surat al ba8ara followed by chaam du3aa2 chan athawba laha. during me reading them 5alaayt 9oti 3alii cuz i felt like she can still hear me.
sima3t a7aad yiftaa7 ilbaab wla 3li yid5aal ib crutches lamman shafnii his face lit up
3li: Maryam!! il7mdilillaah allaah 7ifathich- then he looked down in shame
Me: haw shfeek 3li sikaat?
3li hesitated then started talking
3li: laaw mu ana chaan kil hatha ma9aar! chan i5ti mu ib comma. mafrooth ana ille bil comma mu sara!
Me: 3li tara allah kaatib hal shay mu int! latloom nafsiik 3ala ille 9aar matadrii yimkin ba3d kil hatha shay zain yi6laa3 minna
3li raa7 gi3aad 3ala a chair next to sara's bed chan yamsik eed sara.
3li: sara sam7eeni yaraayt law feeni wla feech...
Me: 3li, wainn 7noon, mona w yasmeen?
3li: *still looking at sara* theyre at home resting bass kaan fi minor scars ya3ni il7mdilillah.
his voice was distant so i didn't bother having further conversations
i looked at the clock w chaan ala7ith inna athaan 9alaat il ma'3rib. ma kaan li 5ilg an6ir il nurse fa i wheeled myself back to my room.
Me: mama ba9alii bass 3adi itsa3deeni bil withoo2?
3araft shlon atwatha ib hal 7aal lanna istaath ildeen 3allamna. lamman 5alaa9t ummi labisatni thob il9alaat ga3idatni ib kirsi w 6awla jidami foga syada 3ashaan asjid 3alay.
bass lamman 5alla9t 9alati sijadt 3ashan ad3ii wla asmaa3 screams...
"DIKTOR!! 7ALA 6ARI2A! '3IRFAT 123"
my mom and I looked at each other and i knew we had the same thought in mind.
it was Sara's room...

post 1

one bad accident may be bad at first but can maybe make a life better...

Everything went by so fast as if i was looking at myself going through it rather than myself experiencing it. kilshay bidda ib laylat 25 min february raj3een min maseera lay il shalaih when the accident happened which was life changing
3li my cousin was the one driving while next to him was his sister Sara and in the back seat were me, Mona, 7anoon w yasmeen. i was sitting at the end of the car.
3li: waaiiii3 min awal ma mni3ow foam 9aar amlaa8 maseera! ma a7is fi action wayyeed! ille wannasna bass inna a7na kaan 3indina!
Sara: ee wallaaa!
Yasmeen: il7mdilillah kanow naas shwaya 3indihum foamat!
Mona: EEEE!! a7la shay ilyoom lamman sara ra7aat ti7arishat ib naas 3ala boo ihya il wa7eeda 3indiha foam a5er shay 6ali3ow guwa6i foamaat w li7goha kaan shakilha filim!*laughs*
7anoon: w zyada ba3aad 8azma ma3a chmaa8 w huge jumper ikmilaat chinha thubana!
everyone laughs then sara raises her tone: HEYY AGOOL!! tara maku 3alayy ana ille imsowya jaww. maku 3ala hal thubana *winks her m3awa8 wink*
Ana: ohh so 3arfa nafsich w u confess innich thubana!!
Yasmeen: inzain 3li iftaa7 99.7!!
3li yifta7a and party rock anthem blasts off the radio
Mona: 6AWILLL!!
lamman 3li maad eeeda 6aya7 his phone 3al gaa3. he bent down quickly to get it w lamman 9a3aad rassa it was too late
Sara: 3LIIIIIIIIII!!
i turned my head to see a car heading towards us at high speed w gaam yi6ig il hirin.
lamman 6aag il break il 9oot was high pitched but the car didn't stop in time to save us.
BOOOOOOOOOVVVVV!!!
i felt like my life flashed right in front of me as i watched ourselves. the car hit the side of our car which made us turn alf marra w chaan everything went blank...
I thought to myself: is this the end, is it my time to die? ya rabbi int il a3lam.
i first hear a piercing sound from afar and every time it comes closer i find it from many sources. i recognized it to be the ambulance and police sirens. after that my eyes seem heavy to open but i manage to.
is this a dream? where am I? i look around to see blurry faces and i felt woozy chinna mu5i gaam yifir.
i feel pulled out of the car and look up to see a stranger's face but recognize a police badge and felt safer. ga6ayt nafsii ma kaan feeni 8uwa killish. i turn around to see a familiar face lying down on a trolley being pushed up the ambulance and then they connected a drip to her
where have i seen her face before?
then, it all came back to me: the accident, maseera and her face, it was Sara...
Tears started to well up in my eyes as i shouted for her name but i felt like my voice hardly made a difference under kil hal iz3aaj.
Me: HIDNII ABI AROO7LAHA!! hathii bnt 5altii pleeassse 5alooni pleeaaaaseeeee abi ashuufhaa lat 5aloonha itmooot! *tears started falling down and my eyes burned
i tried to get away but the police's grip was too tight he was carrying me.
Police: 7abeebtii mafeeha shayy lat7ateen w la ta3been nafsich already intayy 7altich say2a.
Me: Laaw 7alti 9ij say2a chaan shift nafsii mu ga3da w ashuf kil hatha!! WAIN KILMAAN??
Police: hatha mu muhim!! ilmuhim inna il7een binwadeekum agraab mustashfa.
another police officer comes up and holds up a license. 3li's license.
other police: isma 3li ***** al *****
Police: la7tha hatha uboo?! a3arfa hatha! allah yi9abir galba w galb murta inshallah 3ala hal walaad...
i wanted to know what happened to the rest!! are they okayy?!! did they survive? allaah la yigoool ya raab inshallah ma7aad feehum maat!! laa2 latfakreen chithe! \
7a6oni ib a trolley w 7a6ow drip 7aag il 6ireej. i felt pain in every part of my bodyy bass il 3awaar mu kithir 3awaar il 9udaaa3 ille 7ayishnii.
I woke up to finding myself in a white hospital dress. the lights were killing my eyes!
lafayt wayhi chan ashuf ummi w ubooy sleeping. i saw the clock wla kaan 5:00AM.
weee!! 5an a9alii 9alaat il fayir gabil la tashri8 il shamss!
7awalt agum bass 7assait shay ithgeel 3ala reeli ma gidart. w 7assait eedi mit5adir chinna namil 3alayy w i felt like it weighed a ton! whats killing me most ba3aad inna i wanted to know about the rest!! where are they i wanted to see theemm. i wanted something to occupy my mind.
TV? nope didn't want to wake up ahali
gimt a6ali3 and take in my hospital room wla ashuf a tray of food on the table right next to me. i pulled it on my lap with my free hand w chaan ree7at il akil yikfaa5 ib wayhi. ALLAAAAH!!
i felt like i havent eaten in years!! it was breakfast food! 3AJEEB!! waffles covered with nutella and 2 tiny sausages. bila3t il akil bal3a chinne mu shayfa akil ib 7ayatii! i literally scarfed down the food and ate like a monster. Well yeah i was known for that anyways. bass 7mdilillah i do sports too to keep in shape. I then occupied my time with playing with the bed arrangement. kaan fi remote mal il bed yammi 3ashaan i control the position mala. li3abt fii shwaya chan adoo5 w arid anaam.
Gimt w shift people from our family in my room.
How many hours have i been asleep? shift ummi chaan a million questions popped into my mind but i blurted out this.
me: mama... fee a-a-a-7aad maat
ummi: maryaamm!! *tears started to flow down* and a smile curved her face. her face looked tired! she started stroking my hair and kissing my forehead
ummi: yumma laa2 allah la yigool inshallah smillah 3alaikum bass Sara...
her face darkened...

Introducing this

Let me just say that I'm really tired of all the negative blogs about m9a7aab love breakups and all that balonie!! Seriously it makes people feel depressed abt life!! But life is what you make it so don't base life on all these phonie blogs!! (sorry blogs but this applies to the negative ones) YOLO has a meaning! A positive meaning because the secret is that if you think positive you'll be positive making a beautiful life. God gave you life which is tells greatest gift but with it came paths. Make Allah proud with the one you choose!! This blog is a story of how I see life as a beautiful thing! I make it creative in my own way mu 3ajibkum kaifkum 3aad but I know I'm gnna like this life in this blog!! I hope you read further inshallah