Coffee and her

Well I was drinking my coffee when she arrived

You can tell that she’s already cried

Looking at her eyes, all I saw was a sad emptiness

My only thought was “Damn! this is madness!”

I didn’t understand the words she was saying

But I knew it had to do with me leaving.

I kept drinking my coffee quietly with no interest

She wasn’t my favourite type, nor the best..

She kept talking while i was running out of coffee

There was nothing to talk about, nothing to see

“I’m weak without you” She said “I’m living in despair

What you did killed me, it was so unfair

You were my last leaf of hope, of joy

You threw me away easily and played me like a toy

I’m at your door now, begging you to love me

Don’t you want me baby? Don’t you want to be free?”

I stood up and looked at her crying in pain

It was ironic to see her trying so hard in vain.

I looked at my cup then looked at her again

All I wanted was a dance under the rain.

Then I suddenly realized that my cup and I were the same

Empty, bitter, careless and a bit insane!

She stood there waiting for an answer, for a reaction

I knew I had to say something that leads to satisfaction

I committed a crime and became the crime

I killed her feelings, thoughts, sold her for a dime

Then, she threw herself on a chair

The misery was too much to bare.

She cried and cried and repeated: “Answer if you dare”

Oh I dared, but did not care

I looked at her and smiled ironically

Through her, I found out whom I had to be..

I smiled again, looked away, looked at her and suddenly

I thought to myself: “Damn! I need another cup of coffee!”

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014

MP Fattoush didn’t do anything wrong.

MP Nicolas Fattoush punched on Monday an office worker in the neck after she refused to prioritize his file at the Baabda judicial palace.

Here are the reasons why Fattoush is not guilty of anything:

1- He. Is. A. Minister.

Helloooo!! A minister? Do you even know what the word means? And he is not some regular minister, he is a Lebanese minister.

So the guy is practically a God! He can hit people, smash them, terrorize them; who the hell are you to stop him?

2- Because he is a minister chosen by the people (sadly), he can cross the line without actually caring about those who were waiting for hours. They can wait, they don’t have jobs or kids or anything but he can’t. He doesn’t have the time. He is a minister. Did I mention he was a minister?

3- The office worker is a girl. (Do you see where I’m heading?)

He is a man. She is a woman. He can hit her. Unless she had the black belt or The Rock as her bodyguard; she wouldn’t be able to hit back. Therefore, he’d feel stronger and manly enough to scare her. Do you see the genius there?

4- The guy was angry. Can’t a man express his anger by punching a few people here and there?

5- He is one of the ministers who demand an extension of the parliament, why elect a president while the Lebanese army faces terrorists everyday and innocent people are dying? Extension is a priority.

6- Because of this; you now know who he is. (Stop laughing, this is not ironic. Ok, you can laugh, but just a little).

7- He has superpowers. He got elected and will be re-elected, so he must have a “Superman” inside of him. You just can’t see it. *Where the hell is the kryptonite?*

8- He is not here to serve people, the people are here to serve him. Served!

9- He’s got money. Probably loads. Money means power, means people will respect him, will serve him coffee and serve him their necks on a plate, for free.

10- He is not guilty, I repeat, he is not guilty. We are. You are.

Now elect him again.

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© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014

فيصل القاسم..اياك والاعتذار!

لا تعتذر. فاعتذارك اهانة والجيش اللبناني اكبر من ان يقف دقيقة للاستماع الى كلمة “انا اسف” ممن لم يخسر ابنا، لم يبك على اخ قدم نفسه لنحيى، لم يجلس بحرقة منتظرا من رحل دون وداع ومن قال: “ماما انا راجع.” لا تعتذر، فرأيك لك وجيشنا لنا. لا يهم ما ترى حضرتك من إنجازات،  فنحن نحني رؤوسنا لمن ترك بيته، اهله واطفاله دون ان يعلم ما اذا كان سيعود ام لا.. اليسا ونانسي وغيرهن؟ لا يهم! نعم فجيشنا يغني انتصارات ويرقص مع ارواح الشهداء، يقدم ذاته على مذبح الوطن قربان، يضرب بيد من حديد كل من هدد ارضه، جيشنا لنا ولكم ما لكم. فما هو لكم ليس منكم وليس معكم. لا تعتذر. اترك الاعتذار لاصحاب الشهامة وللرجال، اترك هذا الاعتذار لنا، لابناء الجيش… عذرا والسماح يا ابطال لبنان، انتم من حاربتم اشباه الرجال، انتم من فديتم ارواحكم بلا خوف..انتم من قدمتم الأمل يا حماة المستقبل وامجاد الماضي ورجال الحاضر.

 © Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014

تحية يا ابناء النون

تحية الى تلك الشجاعة، الى تلك البسالة؛ الى العنفوان والكرامة؛ تحية الى كل مسيحي هجر من بيته فقط لانه يحب المسيح؛ تحية اليكم يا طوباويي القرن الواحد والعشرين انتم الذين رفضتم الخضوع لاشباه الرجال، انتم من تركتم كل شيء من اجل المسيح.
تحية الى اطفالكم ورجالكم، تحية الى نسائكم وامهاتكم؛ اللواتي بكين بحرقة وابوا الانحناء امام الجهل والكراهية.
انتم مثال للتاريخ يا من رميتم المادة وراءكم، جهد وتعب السنين من اجل القيامة؛ انتم يا ابناء الرجاء.
فلو لم اكن منكم لكنت حفرت على باب بيتي “نون” ووقفت وقفة تحية وحنيت راسي امام من يحارب بالتسامح والغفران كما علمنا المعلم، لكنت قبلت ايادي اجدادكم ولعنت مضطهديكم.
انتم يا ابناء النون، يا عصارة المحبة، لا تستسلموا ولا تيأسوا امام حقارة الجهل، انتم ابناء الصليب الذي صرع الموت بالموت واحيى من في القبور.

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014

To the ones ruling the world

The difference between us and you is that we have the future, you have yesterday.  We are deep you’re shallow.
We lead you’re a follower.
We chose to build a life; you’re still stuck between the graves of your dead ones.
We try to argue, search, research, argue again and accept the differences; you’re an ignorant who still quotes his feelings and copy pastes his ideas.
We cry, we try, we fail and get back up again; you’ve fallen so long ago that no redemption can ever pull you back up again.
We sinned, we repented. You made mistakes and gave up to despair.
We know “superficial” when we see one, you know we know.
You hide your flaws; we create jokes around them.
We seek facts; you hide the truth.
We correct paths;  you create curved ones.
We know we’re twisted and different,  embrace it and make the best of it; you have lost your identity to the weak.
We get childish when we want to and become mature in opinion whenever we choose to; you can’t choose at all for yourself is not yours to control.
We cherish our hearts by keeping them locked for the ones we love;  you fall in love with every new comer.
We question; you’re a sponge.
We work hard; you complain.
We choose to be sarcastic because we can; you choose to be sarcatic because you think we can’t.
We are. You’re not.
We strive, we seek, we find. You strive.

Next time you try to show the world you’re something important (a man),  make sure you’re not the same boy we left behind 10 years ago.

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014

Not a ‘Happy Mother’s Day’

Today we celebrate mothers.
I am a mother.
However,  I do not want to be celebrated; instead, I would to dedicate this day, this holiday to my kids.
They tought me how to be responsible, how to fight for my rights (their rights), how to be a better person; they have showed me the art of dragging myself from the bed every single morning; the art of staying up all night and still finding the strength to smile the next day.
They have showed me how I can be loved unconditionally; just because I am who I am.
Being a mother taught me how to cook healthy, how to stay fit, how to be a skilled chauffeur, a wise teacher, a courageous nurse, a funny clown, a good example and an “almost perfect” person.

I have been shown how to give without asking for return, how a simple ‘ I love you mommy’ can transform a shitty day to the best moment ever.
The urge to be perfect in front of my kids, the need to be a better woman everyday, the curiosity to know everything so I wouldnt answer my child with ‘I dont know’ one day; the fact that I think twice before doing or saying anything I might regret…
The idea of being a mother and not only a mommy..

For that and much more I thank you for allowing me to be a mom. Your mom.

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014

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Fictional Characters (superheroes) that need to exist.

1. GANDALF

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Gandalf is a fictional character from the Trilogy “Lord of the rings”; for those of you who never heard of him, he’s the white wizard who helps Froddo baggins finish his journey.

Gandalf never does anything without deep thought; firm and fair; wise, smart and affectionate; all at the same time. Plus, he has “Wizard” powers. He spreads security everytime he appears and never shows up without extra help.

Wouldn’t be great to have someone like that?

2. MYSTIQUE

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Mystique is a fictional character mainly associated with the Marvel Comics’ franchise “X Men”; she is a mutant who can take any physical form anytime she wants.

As most may already be familiar with her, she is know for being a villain but would you imagine someone with such powers?

“Am bored today. I’ll be Britney Spears!”

3. IRON MAN

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Another fictional superhero who appears in comics published also by Marvel.

It’s mainly the story of a guy named “Tony Stark” who gets kidnapped and asked to build a weapon of mass destruction but instead builds a powered suit of armor to save his life and escape. He then starts to work on the armor by making it more advanced and somehow invincible.

An army of “Iron Men”; hows that for a suggestion?

4. HELLBOY

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Known as diabolic and the son of the demon Azzael and the witch Sarah Hughes, Hellboy is known to have special abilities which allow him to exceed others in fights, combats and “supernatural” occasions..

Some of his abilities include: hand to hand combat, enhanced sight, occult knowledge, decelerated aging, superhuman resilience, etc.

Not to forget his right arm which feels no pain and is somehow “invincible”.

Despite his demonic origins, Hellboy is known for his witty humor, good heart and his love for humans.

5. HANCOCK

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An immortal superhero with physical super powers.

Hancock must exist; he’d probably put an end to all the bastards out there.

His abilities include: superhuman strength, speed and durability, superhuman stamina, agility, reflexes, invulnerability, invincibility, atmosphere adjustment…

Need I say more?

6. THE MASK

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As much as some people find the character annoying, I think we need his sarcastic sense of humor and powers every once in a while.

Assertive and confident with a “cartoon-ish” charcter; the mask would spice up our world a bit.

7. GHOST RIDER 

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Okay so he was fooled by the devil to selling his soul in order to save the life of his mentor or father, but the guy (or whoever he is) does hunt evil people. Plus, he is a rebel and doesn’t agree well with the devil.

8. BLADE 

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” The power of an immortal, the soul of a human, the heart of a hero.”

Blade is “daywalker” vampire whose mother was bitten by a vampire while pregnant; therefore his ability to walk in the daylight.

He hunts vampires using his martial arts skills, sword and “vampire” powers.

9. MUTANT NINJA TURTLES

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The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are a fictional team of four teenage anthropomorphic turtles, named after four Renaissance artists, who were trained by their anthropomorphic rat (sensei) in the art of ninjutsu. From their home in the sewers of New York, they battle petty criminals, evil overlords, mutated animals, and alien invaders while attempting to remain isolated from society.

10.THOR

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God of thunder; invincible in every way; plus, he has a hammer with which he can control space and time. Where’s that storm when you need it?

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014 

Types of people in the Arab World

Here is a list of the types of people you would meet in the Arab World.

The educated

By that i don’t mean those who hold a PHD but those who have enough culture and an open mind to discuss their ideas in a bright and deep way without trying to make you feel inferior and without diminishing your thoughts as if they were wrong and insignificant.

This type of People is unfortunately rare and almost hard to find, the people you meet nowadays wants you to be a reflection of who they are without realizing..You’re not with them: you’re against them.

The Wanna-Bes

I’m talking about those who seem careless to society and those who imitate the western civilizations such as Europe or the States in everything they do. Those who don’t want you to know that they’re Arabs or speak Arabic, you bump into them at malls and shopping centers mostly where you hear them speaking English or French to each other and most of the time you just feel confused whether this is actually English or “Anglizi“.

The fanatics

The worst kind!

They judge you all the time on what you are and what you’re not. Mostly religious fanatics, those who think of you as less inferior if you believed in a “different God” than the one they do. Those are the reason why half of the Arab civilization is still far behind. And the worst of them all is those who claim to be open minded and once the slightest trouble occur, they start throwing accusations based on Gender, race or religion.

The Absent

I’m sure you have met one or two of those. No matter what seems to happen, no matter what is the kind of the disaster spreading around them, you find them almost “in another world”.

World hunger strikes; they pose with a hamburger.

Natural disaster spreads; they share pictures of islands and resorts.

As if they were absent or neutral or even living somewhere else…

“Dante” once said: “Neutral people have a special in hell!”

The Hypocrites

To be honest, those are my favorite, they claim to be smart and intelligent and well informed while in fact they have no idea what they’re talking about. They discuss politics, books, art, etc. and while you listen you ask yourself: “What the hell is he talking about?”

You can’t argue with those, they’re always right and if you happen to be lucky and prove them wrong, they won’t like you and will think of you as arrogant and dumb!

The Man-a Be

Yes I mean those who claim to be “men” ..backwards.

They’re proud of the number of women they sleep with, the cigarettes they smoke and the brands they buy. Some fall into one of those categories and others in all of them.

They think that manhood is only physical and ..well, whatever is under their pants.

I think we all know where those have their brains located..don’t we?

This, in brief is a list of the people you would likely meet in the Arab world. If you know another type or have met another type; make sure you mention it.

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014 

Jean Assi: An opinion with a twist

Jean Assi, a 26 year old Lebanese citizen has been sentenced yesterday to 2 months for insulting the president on twitter.

I have read a few of Jean Assi’s tweets, they were a bit provocative and insulting; even though i do support freedom of speech and that anyone can criticize the President, but “trash talking” is not acceptable.

However, spending two months in jail is not going to teach Jean anything (if that’s what they want); Jean will go out full of hatred and anger even more than before.

I wonder though: What about all the provocative speeches on television and the media in general? Why only Jean assi? Twitter is full of hatred and people trash talking each other and politicians…

Our law is so selective that it is actually a sad and a disgusting fact, to think that criminals can leave jail in a “politician’s” car while citizens are jailed for insulting our president!

Respect is mandatory but choosing whom should respect you or not is hypocrisy.

In a time where we’re fighting terrorism, people are dying, our army struggling everyday and fighting for our safety; shouldn’t that be a priority? shouldn’t people who insult our intelligence, dignity and patriotism be jailed first?

I do not support Jean for insulting anyone or using such words which won’t spread but hatred instead he should have given good constructive criticism since he seems to be smart enough to do so..but throwing him in jail is not the answer.

“Criticism may not be agreeable, but it is necessary. It fulfills the same function as pain in the human body. It calls attention to an unhealthy state of things.” Winston Churchill

Below is the tweet why Jean Assi is being jailed for.

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© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014 

Jackie Chamoun for president

A few days ago, the social media went viral after topless photos of the skier Jackie Chamoun sufaced on the web.

I wanted to exclude myself and my opinion in particular but everyone is so obsessed with Chamoun’s breasts that I thought I should remind our beloved country a few important things.

Kindly note that my personal opinion of the photos leaked and the principles i stand for don’t really matter at the moment; neither do yours.

Half of the Lebanese society was insulted as the other half defended her. We got divided! AGAIN! (What a surprise).

The bombings that take place, the kidnapping every now and then, politicians lying to our faces, insults on the social media between Lebanese just because they don’t agree on a certain matter or because they both belong to different parties…etc. How did that not insult your intelligence in any way?

Female singers (Not gonna name them so they wouldn’t feel important – not that they are); posing half naked and singing about peace holding guns, preaching about virginity without clothes on, didn’t that, my fellow friend insult your intelligence in any way possible?

There are women getting killed beaten up by their husbands; that is not an insult? But Chamoun’s breasts are?

I do understand the fact that some people are conservative and do care about honor and women’s dignity and the fact that she is representing us in the Olympics is an argument that this is not our “culture” and those are not our “habits”, as far as am concerned, posing topless is not one of my favorite topics but whatever she did is her concern alone and a woman’s body does not define who she is and she is certainly not limited to that.

You’re free to give your opinion but do not insult others. People who defended Jackie were met with harsh comments; and people who attacked Jackie were told to shut up!

We just can’t accept others as they are, if they’re not with us, they’re against us.

That is just scary and sad, the fact that we’re not able to have a government so and that our politicians quarrel while we struggle to survive everyday is something we are sadly used to.

Whether you’re with Jackie or not, whether your agree on what she did 3 years ago or not, people are not to be judged, not by you, not by me because we’re all posing naked in a way, out thoughts, our opinion, our insults, our disrespect to others’ points of view…trust me; we’re all posing topless in that matter.

Plus, you should note that Jackie Chamoun did apologize for some reason and she deserves respect for that; our brothers and sisters are dying as martyrs every week for no cause and for nothing; did you hear an apology from any politician you follow?

We all do or did horrible things at a certain time; that doesn’t make us horrible people. Does it?

© Sandra Chami Kassis – sandrachamikassis.wordpress.com, 2014 

Encore..

Encore un jour de tristesse

Encore un jour de maladresse

Encore un temps perdu

Encore un coeur vendu

Encore un rêve impossible

Une misère disponible!

Encore mon score manque de points

S’assoire toujours dans le même coin

J’ai besoin de quelqu’un pour m’aider

Pour pouvoir penser, rêver, parler…

Encore une fontaine de larmes

Encore un couteau dans mon âme

Encore la vie me prend pour imbécile

Ne m’entends pas; me rend immobile..

Encore je suis obligée de quitter mon pays

Les jeunes voyagent et on reclame que la vie fleurit.

Encore un amour eternel en un moment conçu

Et celui qui a aimé n’a rien reçu..

Encore une fille d’autrefois

Une fille misérable, une fille qui peut – être passera par là

Cette fille c’est encore moi!

Published in 2003..

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