Review of Week: Sept. 6 to Sept. 12

I started writing this blog pretty late and I got to miss out on tons. So we (the royal me) have decided to create some ground by writing about what has previously passed over the course of the Summer but for now let's just start with last week. Let me begin by saying that it was AWESFUL :P!

Monday and Tuesday (Sept. 6&7) were great! I was enjoying my vacation here in Tripoli after returning from Beirut. I knew it wasn't going to be dull.
On Monday, I had the craziest time with my parents! It was great, emotional, full of energy....awesome
Tuesday, I saw the Light! Need I say more? It was a really delicious and fun evening. It was the last day of Ramadan for me (at least the last day before the horror arrived)....... I seriously couldn't be happier! All was well. Later that same great evening, both of my brothers arrived and we stayed up all night talking and laughing!

Sigh.........so far perfect..........UNTIL

Wednesday morning, the birds are chirping, the sun is smiling, my family is laughing, and I am coughing! Worst fever/cough/leonidis(hepititus, arthiritus, I don't know what they call that thing where your throat hurts!)
It was the beginning of the END (of Ramadan and Eid for me). Just like a drunk, I couldn't remember anything after Wednesday. I spent the supposedly last day of Ramadan at Silver Shore Restaurant and was feeling all woozy. I did that thing where I shake it off and act like I'm okay and continue my life as such. You see, I had this theory that if I refuse the disease maybe it would go away (that's how it works in the dating world, right?). Notice the Key word "had". Delete that theory from your brilliant mind because that disease sure stayed with me for quite some time. Perhaps it was love at first sight, maybe they were meant to be together.

What was I talking about again? Oh right, so the next few days all I can recall is me finishing a bunch of video games in a semi-paralyzed state. By semi-paralyzed, try to imagine me in bed (rawr) the only thing moving is my hand on the controller smashing random buttons that seem to do the trick while groaning hoping someone would realize that I'm suffering. Video games nowadays intrigue me really but I'll get to that some other time.

So I ended up finishing Mafia 2, Dead Space, Halo Reach. a bunch of Sonic games, Batman, etc...
Sad? Not really, it's the perfect way to spend the Eid!!!!!! Who are we kidding? I would've loved to jump around in joy like a small kid teasing my little cousins. I think in a way, I was able to hold on to that tradition at least on the first day of Eid where we usually have our annual Hide&Seek game.

My 2 favourite cousins (ages 11 and 9), my sister, and I take turns being the seeker. Seeing that I never get caught (noting that I've been using the same hiding spot for 5 years), I never get to be the seeker. We can hide in four very small rooms and that's it. Yet it seems to take them forever and they always give up! But it's tradition and I love it and I'm going to keep on hiding at the same spot and I'm never going to tell them where that is.

So I spent my Eid in bed rolling. I forced myself to see some relatives, to go to the Mosque on the first day of Eid, and to have breakfast (which I heard tastes wonderful but I couldn't tell since my tastebuds were annihilated). I didn't do what I wanted, I was sick, I felt really bad and still am to this very day but you know what? L7amdillah!

For you see, on the last day of Eid (on Sunday), as I was in the car with my family, I saw an old lady that changed my perspective from Eughhh to L7amdillah. She was rolling around her baby carriage but in that carriage was no baby, but simple toys and balloons. As people are visiting each other, enjoying Ma3mool, dressing up in their newest clothes, this old lady was rolling her baby-less carriage in the middle of the night to sell a few toys and balloons at such a low price so that she can feed herself and family. Her face showed exhaustion but also determination to keep on going even when everyone else was luxuriously taking a break.

Yes the Eid is a wonderful time to reunite with family members, dress up in your new clothes, hear stories and laughs, but for me, it's about so much more. Eid to me is not for the elitist, it's a free gift to us all, young and old, rich and poor, we all receive this gift. I choose to make everyone around me happy, praying that everyone around me makes everyone around them happy until the world is smiling.....even you old lady. Thank you.


Maybe the Eid wasn't so bad after all