Sunday, September 27, 2009

The Life's Book



Open the book, the one in front of you, the one that got your name on it, and the one which is your life’s book. Look at the chapter, the page that you are in now.

If you don’t like the rhythm of your story feel the pen in your hands and start writing you new amazing words in the next blank pages. Open your eyes to the world, let your heart talk to the nature and let your feet touch the sand in the hot summer day, cold icy winter.

Hear the melody that life plays you every morning to wake you up. Let the sun give you love and joy and notice the opportunities that you have everyday to conquer new challenges, show your incredible power to the world, by making somebody’s day, being somebody’s help or doing something good and simple.

Today can be your start, get the pen, open the book and feel the life in your life.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

The Little Hope


I want to dream, dream of my dreams tonight,I want to dream to be in my favoriet place in the world, next to you tonight.I want to dream going to a smoth river, and get far from this land, go far with you and our little boat. In a beautiful nighte. While the river carrying us with patient, the sky is our open roof,and the cool wind whispering hope in our ears,touches my hair and keeps us going deep into my dreams.the full moon sat in to your eyes as you're lying down and I'm mezmorizing in your face, I want to dream of my dreams tonight,I want to keep you stay awake all night next to me and ask you to tell me stories about those beautiful moments in your life that you've never put into the words, talk to me with the sound that comes from your heart and touches mine.
I close my eyes, scared to fall sleep, scared to wake up, I'm hearing the nights melody, feeling your hands holding mine and your heartbeat that calls my name, I want to dream of the love that comes from a kindness sky to our little boat. I feel like holding the moment forever,and refuse asking the jealous sun to come up, shhh! Don't wake me up if it's dream and if im still dreaming of my dreams.
let me dream, dream of you and my dreams tonight.

Monday, September 14, 2009

A Monster Under My Bed

As a kid, when I was five or six years old, scary subjects were always something to interested me and something on sdiscover what I was. I loved watching horror movies although my parents were totally against it. When I started school ,something that always bothered me was not finding any monster or any other scary things in the darkness of my room like the ones that my classmen were talking about . In the dark, there were no movements in my closet, othe hangers in my room didnt even look like a man who was standing with an angry face, because my friends were talking about this monster that hides under everybody’s bed every night and comes out after their parents leave the room, I decided to find the monster in my room, if there was one…

First, I wanted to know all the details of the monsters appearance. I took a notebook to school and started to write and draw all the description that I heard from my friends. I started with the color, green or black or gray skin. Acording to what they said,there were suppost to be three eyes, and four arms and hands. He had very strong voice and a big nose that can find you if you are hiding somewhere else but under your blanket in your bed. I drew him with excitement and aa little exagguation, I tried to put in some tails, too, in case the students were missing some details, a monster who eats all my toys and chases me if I’m still awake in the night. I so looked forward to seeing him, and I couldn’t wait to see himis grabbing my dolls. It sounded cool to me to see all those things happening in my bedroom.

The first night after my little research about the monster, the family dinner table seemed to take so long and all my mind was thinking about the monster. I didn’t want to say anything to my parents, because I was sure that they would ask me to sleep in their room, and they would think I was making up this story because I was scared. Finally, I left the table ,said my goodnights to my parents ,ran into my bedroom and closed the door .I cleaned my bedroom ,organized my stuff animals, turn the lights off, After waiting a while, I didn’t see or hear anything, I checked under my bed and in my closet.still waited but there was nothing coming up. Then I thought the monstrer might be hungry, so I put some cookies on the floor, I sat in my bed and held my pillow, but the room was still dark and quite.

When i got bored of waiting, I started to pick out a name for my new monster; green Shorty, monkey eater, long hands cutie.Then, I’ve heard something moving in the corner of my bedroom, I suddenly looked over there. My heart was beating very fast, I was clutching my pillow, and my eyes got big and bigger. Then it came out, it looked just like what I’d drawn in the class, It looked at me for a second, picked up the cookies and started to come closer to me. I didn’t know what my reaction should be, I smiled, then realized he really liked my cookies, so I gave him more and asked him to come closer to me slowly and sit on my bed, next to me. He could talk to me,He asked me to go with him to visit another planet for a while, he grabed my hand and we flew away.

”Sahar, Sahar, breakfast is ready, Wake up Sweetie, you are going to be late for school”, Yeah, That was my mom's voice. I opened my eyes, The morning was there. I was laying on my bed and had my teddy bear in my hands, “So what happened to my monster? When did we get back? Why are the cookies still on the floor? When did the monster leave me?” I asked myself. I couldn’t even remember my last conversation with him. I decided to wait for him again at night,I waited week, two weeks a year, but the monster never came out again, and that special night never happened again. Still after years, I can’t prove any of those memories to my friends or to my mom, I couldnt tell anyone about his monster land, full of lollie pops and chocolates. They thought that I was dreaming, but Only I knew they weren’t dreams , not only do monsters not scare us on, but they can be our best friends in the dark.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

heavenly house


.... and Im happy to have a house in this heaven, my bedroom is full of peace , I can hide in it wheneve I feel like the world is falling in my head,


Ive got a sister who holds my hand all the times, Ive been,I am and I will be with her forever,with proud, happiness and kindnesses...


my angel, the one that God sent me to live with from the begining of my birth, I can see her and talk to her, I call her mom, she has done more than what I can talk about for me, to make me me, this sahar and to build my amazing goals and send a positive energy to pursue my dreams,



my brother and sister, the once who are tyring to teach my the concept of living, I hope I use their expriences in my life.



and you, who gives me the most importante thing in the world,"love" and the purpose of been alive and positive, energic, who raises my heart and opens my eyes,



and all the friends that I have in this heaven, who complain sometimes for nothing in their lifes,and remind me to think about the things that we got and never notice that most people dream to have a part of it for a short time, to have a part of our life with the loves around it, but this life and love has been granded by us...



I hope i deserve what I have and maybe one day I realize the reason of been in this earth,

live the life that you dreamed